Sick big boss's palm is petted and milky

The phone in Su Yan's hand almost flew out.

The young man was full of questioning faces: "What are you talking about?"

"Baby, have you seen the single-sided convex pillow in that large cosmetic bag? One side is flat and the other side is convex. Yes, stuff it into your stomach. I asked Yun Lai to sew on both sides of the pillow." Two straps, when the time comes, tighten the straps so they won't fall out."

Su Yan was so frightened that he quickly lifted his delicate buttocks.

He took out his and Huang Jinye's "child" from under his buttocks.

This "child" has been slightly deflated after being crushed by Su Yan's body.

Fortunately, after several times of beating, he drummed back again and came back to life.

Suddenly, Su Yan felt that someone was looking at him, and when he raised his head, he happened to meet Shang Yunlai's gaze.

Yun Lai looked like asking for credit: "Ma'am, stuffing the pillow is still my idea. The strap I sewed looks good, right? I sewed it with hidden stitches, so that the thread ends can't be seen, and it's tight."

Su Yan weighed the "child" in his hand: "Then should I praise you?"

"Hey, praise and praise, this is what I should do."

The young man took a deep breath, swung the child in his hand, and had a passionate collision with Yun Lai's head.

After the collision, Su Yan straightened his hair, stuffed the pillow into his stomach, and tied the belt tightly.

After all, it's a pillow, and it doesn't hurt to hit the body hard. Yun Lai took a peek at Su Yan, saw that the "Mrs. Huang" had obeyed obediently, and started the car cautiously.

The scenery outside the car has been dark since the setting sun disappeared. Rows of street lights can only illuminate a limited area, and looking far away, it is still pitch black.

There are no stars and no moon tonight.

Su Yan lay in the back seat of the car looking at the scenery outside the window in a daze, as if he was talking to himself, but he actually said it to Yun Lai: "I can pretend to be pregnant today, but what will happen to the child then?"

It seems that because Su Yan was too focused on driving, Su Yan did not receive Yun Lai's answer.

After a full 5 minutes, the car stopped at a traffic light intersection.

"Actually, the old lady may not be able to last until then."

Su Yan suddenly woke up like a dream, and looked up at Yun Lai.

Subconsciously, the boy took out his phone and clicked on the WeChat chat box with Huang Jinye.

The thumb slid back and forth on the keyboard and clicked.

After hesitating for a moment, he pressed the delete button again to delete everything he wanted to say.

If he remembered correctly, Grandma Huang was Ah Ye's last relative, right?

But just now when Ah Ye spoke to him on the phone, he said it so lightly, as if he was just teasing his little wife as usual.

Thinking of this, Su Yan took a deep breath, took a photo of his slightly protruding belly, and sent it to Huang Jinye.

[Su Yan: Husband, look, I'm pregnant! /cute】

After posting, Huang Jinye didn't come back immediately.

"Ma'am, the imperial garden is here, you must calm down, pay attention to your manners, Daji's voice, and your fetus, don't lose it..."

Su Yan turned off the phone screen, nodded nervously, got a haircut in front of the mirror, touched his breasts, and finally checked his stomach.

everything's ready.

After all, this time she was "pregnant with a child", Su Yan wore flat shoes in order to make the effect more realistic.

As soon as he got off the car, the old housekeeper of Huangyuan came to greet him enthusiastically, and brought Su Yan into the main house and villa area of ​​Huangyuan.

The imperial garden in my memory gradually overlaps with the plants and trees I see in front of me: a large garden full of manor colors, roads paved with cobblestones of various colors at the foot, and the baroque gate is pushed open, and the familiar eucalyptus is still coming. fragrant.

"The old lady is waiting for you inside." The old housekeeper brought Su Yan to a door and knocked on the door: "Old lady, the imperial lady is here."

After speaking, the old housekeeper opened the door.

Su Yan squeezed the hem of the skirt, and walked in tremblingly.

The space in the house is not very large, and the overall style is warm orange. The gray-haired Mrs. Huang is sitting on the soft chair beside the bed.

Hearing the movement, Mrs. Huang stood up excitedly: "Ah, Bao'er, you are here, hurry, show grandma."

Su Yan stepped forward to support her in three steps at a time, and pinched his throat: "Grandma...Grandma, don't get up, I'll come over."

Holding the old lady Huang's wrinkled hands, Su Yan inadvertently saw the retained needle in one of the old lady's hands out of the corner of her eye.