Pregnant with the child of the entertainment industry tyrant

After returning home, Yan Lan had a good rest for two days, during which time she called Zhou Ming to tell her about the past, and agreed that she would be like when she first met her.

He invited Zhou Ming to come to his house for dinner, and Zhou Ming agreed without hesitation, and went happily with the newborn gift he had prepared.

At 10:30 in the morning, Yan Lan greeted her with a smile and waved her hands at the door. Zhou Ming changed his shoes and handed him a gift. Yan Lan turned around and shouted, "Mr. Zhuang."

Zhuang Yunliu, who was wearing home clothes, came out of the kitchen, glanced at the two people standing in the entrance very normally, took the gift from Yan Lan more tacitly, and turned to store it in the living room.

During the whole process, Zhou Ming seemed to see it, but also didn't seem to see it.

It's that kind of...

In a couple, one party has a friend as a guest, and the other party does not know the guest, so they don't talk too much to disturb, which is both cold and polite.

Zhou Ming also glanced at Zhuang Yunliu very lightly——

Although he wanted to open up, he still couldn't be completely frank with Zhuang Yunliu immediately, and it was best like this right now.

The two went to the living room, Zhuang Yunliu shouted again in the kitchen: "Lanlan, what do you want to drink?"

Yan Lan was taken aback, and said loudly, "Let me ask." Then she looked at Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming said casually very honestly.

Yan Lan didn't ask any further questions, and continued to say loudly to Zhuang Yunliu, "Let's have some tea."

"What kind of tea? Is jasmine tea okay?"

Yan Lan looked at Zhou Ming again, Zhou Ming naturally didn't want to bother his master, so he nodded and said loudly, but he murmured in his heart.

...Is Zhuang Yunliu deliberately showing off to him?

Yan Lan invited Zhou Ming to sit on the sofa beside the coffee table, before he could say a few words, Zhuang Yunliu came out with a large tray, which included hot milk for Yan Lan, tea for Zhou Ming, and cut fruit plate.

"Auntie will come to the door at eleven o'clock. The menu for lunch has already been set. You can ask the guests if there are any changes and taboos. If you have any, tell Auntie in advance."

"I see." Yan Lan looked at him with a smile.

"Then you talk, I'm going to the company."

"Okay, slow down on the road and watch your legs."

"Don't worry." Zhuang Yunliu patted Yanlan's head, "Be careful not to eat too much."

"Got it." Yan Lan said impatiently.

Zhuang Yunliu smiled, "Then I'll go change."

3 minute later.

Zhuang Yunliu in a suit and leather shoes came out from the corridor in the bedroom area. When he passed the living room, he didn't specifically come to the coffee table, but walked along the edge to the entrance.

Then came the sound of changing shoes, taking keys, and opening the door.

"Lanlan, I'm leaving!"

"alright, bye!"

"Bang".

The door is locked.

Zhou Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He frowned and looked at Yan Lan, pretending to denounce: "Do it for me?"

Yan Lan lowered her head and raised her hands helplessly, and made a gesture of surrender: "I apologize to you on his behalf. He either really meant that, or he subconsciously. It will be fine after a while."

Yan Lan is very defensive.

Who made them a husband and wife?

Zhou Ming pouted resignedly.

The two chatted about their respective jobs, and also about the dynamics in the circle. After finishing the normal and relaxed topic, Yan Lan seriously asked about Zhou Ming's family situation, especially his relationship with Zhou Yurun. Zhou Ming dismissed it indifferently. waved.

"It's all right! There is no overnight feud between father and son, let alone..."

He stopped in time when the words came to his lips, his face slightly embarrassed.

Yan Lan understood that the sentence after "not to mention" was "You left Sheng Ming, and I also gave up on you".

For Zhou Yurun, as long as he doesn't bully his precious son, everything is fine.

Zhou Ming talked fast for a while, and almost told the truth. He was so careless like most of the time, defenseless and not hiding. The sword is in a slanted state.

He really recovered.

Yan Lan was really happy.

The two chatted more and more relaxed, but Yan Lan couldn't relax, and adjusted her sitting posture every now and then, Zhou Ming noticed it, and said worriedly: "Your belly is a lot bigger, it's completely different from the last time we met, it's only one more moon."

Yan Lan said helplessly: "This is the legendary third trimester."

"Is it very uncomfortable?"

"It's not special, but it's really uncomfortable, from head to toe." Yan Lan looked embarrassed, "The little guy's sense of existence is too strong."

Zhou Ming immediately put on the pain mask.

Yan Lan smiled emotionally, and added: "It's a good thing I have him with me."

Zhou Ming was taken aback for a moment, and the word "who" almost blurted out.

Yan Lan saw his intention, and suddenly remembered that they had a similar conversation the night they met Zhou Ming.

There were so many things that happened that night that it was almost another turning point in his life.

And Zhou Ming was shocked by his words, his eyes became deep, and he said: "You and Zhuang Yunliu...you really...do you love him very much?"

Yan Lan raised her face and nodded.

An empty chase like fetching water for a bamboo basket came to an end. Zhou Ming's eyes showed relief, but he was a little curious and couldn't help asking: "Why? What do you love about him?"

All along, he couldn't figure this out.

Yan Lan sat upright, suddenly it was a bit like a negotiation, and it was much more sincere than all the negotiations in this world.

"I love his appearance, his past experience, all his abilities, and his restrained talent. I love his rich, deep and interesting soul; Thinking wildly and worrying about gains and losses; I also love...the me that exists because of him, the most real, free, and free me who has thrown away all restraints."

Zhou Ming looked bewildered, Yan Lan smiled and said: "You will understand when you find the right person. From this we can see that I am definitely not the right person for you, because what I bring to you is all negative and negative. .”

"But before you and Zhuang Yunliu..."

"It's not the same." Yan Lan said decisively, "What I gave you was one-sided negativity and negativity, but Zhuang Yunliu and I...resent each other, and that kind of pure resentment just shows that we are mutual in our hearts. In love. Divorce . . . is a gigantic quarrel between two confused and immature fellows."

Zhou Ming:! ! !

"When... when did you figure this out?"

How long has passed, it's like a rocket speed.

However, only Yan Lan and Zhuang Yunliu knew that the research and development process before the rocket took off was long and difficult, and it was accompanied by many unexpected failures.

Yan Lan smiled brightly, and said lightly: "After he has figured it out."

After lunch, Zhou Ming sat for another hour or so before politely leaving.

Yan Lan didn't keep him any longer. First, he and Zhou Ming had just resumed their friendship, so he couldn't take a step too fast; second, entertaining guests made him a little tired now; third...

He promised to give Zhuang Yunliu a gift, so he had to leave enough time.

Lying sideways on the sofa, he held his mobile phone and slowly sent messages——

[Mr. Zhuang, I'm here to fulfill my promise. ]

[oh? ] Zhuang Yunliu returns in seconds.

Yan Lan smiled sweetly and passed a recording file.

It's the audio of him answering Zhou Ming's "What do you love about Zhuang Yunliu" just now.

This is an unplanned gift.

When Zhou Ming asked him, he suddenly felt that he wanted to record what he was about to say, and then send it to the person who should hear it most.

Otherwise, it is tantamount to talking in vain.

After the audio was sent out, Zhuang Yunliu didn't reply for a long time. Yan Lan was convinced that he didn't rush to work suddenly, but was shocked.

He raised the corners of his mouth happily, and continued to lay down——

[Next, Mr. Zhuang please open Weibo. ]

Zhuang Yunliu opened Weibo and saw the number one hot search that could not be ignored.

The entry is very concise, with only the word #宵蓝#, he entered curiously, glanced down, and his chest moved with a "boom".

Yan Lan used his personal account to @ his personal account, with the caption: Are you busy?

Zhuang Yunliu understood immediately.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Yunliu, the president of Huanxing, who controls half of the entertainment industry, and his superstar lover, Yan Lan, started chatting openly with @, live broadcasting love, and spreading food wantonly—

@雅蓝: Yan, blue, small, friend, friend. //@Zhuang Yunliu: I just want to embarrass you. //@香蓝: You are embarrassing me, Mr. Zhuang. //@Zhuang Yunliu: Why not do it for me? //@宴蓝: Feel free to be proud, I allow it.By the way, what do you want to eat tonight?buy it for you. //@庄云流: I will be proud if you praise me like this. //@宴蓝: Hahahaha, a wise man will make a mistake if he thinks about it. //@庄云流: ... careless. //@饭蓝: Chatting with you [proud]//@庄云流: What is Mr. Zhuang doing? //@室蓝: [wipe sweat][wipe sweat][wipe sweat]//@庄云流: Chatting with you. //@宴蓝: What are you doing now? //@Zhuang Yunliu: Thank you Mr. Zhuang, I am very happy. @ Feast blue: the same. //@庄云流: What if it’s just nonsense chatting? //@香蓝: If you are looking for me, I am not busy at any time. @ Zhuang Yunliu: Are you busy?

Everyone: ...

Everyone: ………

Everyone: ……………

It turns out that rich people are so boring when they fall in love.

And it's so sour!

But I really want to continue to see what's going on? ! ! !

……

Netizens discussed one after another. At this moment, Yan Lan's gift has been delivered to the third item.

He privately sent a screenshot of his mobile phone address book to Zhuang Yunliu. All the contacts in the picture had their full names, except for one who was left alone and wrote "Yunliu".

[You've broken the way I've been doing things for years. ]

[I will modify it at any time according to my mood, I hope there will be no day when it is changed to "killing a thousand swords". ]

On the other side of the screen, Zhuang Yunliu smiled at the phone, but immediately got wet again.

Not just for this sentence, but for all the things just now, today, and the past.

He loves his indigo very much.

His blue...

Love him too.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, it was almost dark in mid-October. Zhuang Yunliu walked home with the radiance of the city, full of fireworks, and when he opened the door, he saw darkness.

Is Yan Lan not here?

impossible.

"Blue."

While yelling, he accelerated the speed of taking off his coat and shoes. He didn't even bother to put on his slippers, and stepped on the ground with his socks and entered the living room.

"Lanlan, are you there? Lan..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and the footsteps also stopped. Zhuang Yunliu stood there in a daze, and saw the large French windows in front of him, and the outside lights projected inward, reflecting a tall silhouette in a long nightgown. The lines are extremely smooth and just right, including the belly of more than eight months pregnant.

Zhuang Yunliu swallowed.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of light lit up at the side and rear. Looking back, it was the overhead light of the restaurant that was turned on. Under the light, red wine, roses, steak, fish, pancakes and salads were placed on the dining table;

Before he regained consciousness, another beam of light appeared, this time it was the light strip in the living room. The warm circle of yellow light created a warm and quiet atmosphere. The man turned around and walked towards him step by step.

Only then did Zhuang Yunliu see clearly.

Yan Lan obviously just took a shower, with clear water vapor on her body;

She was wearing a thin black silk nightgown that she seldom wears at ordinary times, her feet were bare, and the V-neck on the chest was imaginative.

He actually had his hairstyle specially done, and even painted a light smoky makeup, outlining the sharpness and profundity that he is used to hiding at ordinary times, paired with the smiling eyes that stared straight at him and the meaningful expression of pride, even, even if Ten thousand sentences are completely invincible.

Zhuang Yun's mouth was dry: "You..."

"Before, it was all about small fights, but now it's the main event. Does Mr. Zhuang like it?"

Zhuang Yunliu took a deep breath, put his arms around Yan Lan's shoulders, and lowered his head to kiss.

But Yan Lan let out an "hey" and fought back with both hands, smiling intoxicatingly.

"Mr. Zhuang, shall we play a game today?"

Zhuang Yunliu was at a loss:? ? ?

"You stand there and don't move, don't touch me, and don't touch yourself. You can only let me touch you. I'll see what you will become in the end."

Zhuang Yunliu: ...

"Yanlan kid, you are vicious."

"If you don't promise to stop here today, I will go to bed now and sleep in separate beds."

Zhuang Yunliu: ...

Very good, it was handled tightly.

In the end, changing from the domineering president's old routine of being a lover of Bidong, Mr. Tangtangzhuang leaned against the wall, like a wooden man, and let Yanlan play.

Just as Zhuang Yunliu once discovered, Yan Lan's soul is full of childishness. He plays and stops, and when he gives sweet dates, he just lets the other party lick them and then takes them back, not completely, but It seems to be in front of you, but you can see it but you can't eat it.

The honorable Mr. Zhuang soon went mad.

With a doting and helpless expression on his face, he panted heavily, and when Yan Lan was slowly twiddling his lips, Adam's apple, there, lower abdomen and there with the tip of his index finger, he suddenly broke his defense and rushed forward to hug Yan Lan horizontally , rushed into the bedroom at the fastest speed in his life——

He doesn't like the sofa anymore, the sofa is not big enough, the bed is better.

He wanted to turn Yan Lan over and over on that boundless big bed.

Yan Lan was caught off guard and yelled again with a smile, and warned tenaciously: "What are you going to do? If you break the rules, you will sleep in separate beds!"

"That has to be done this time!" Zhuang Yunliu entered the full beast form, kneeling on both sides of Yanlan's body, crushing him with his lips desperately.

……

In the end, Yan Lan shed tears, his whole body was weak, and he said weakly: "Mr. Zhuang, you are very annoying."

Zhuang Yunliu put his arms around him and said, "It was you who hated it first."

After a while.

"Boss Zhuang."

"Ok?"

Yan Lan sighed faintly.

"I love you."

……

…………

………………

Zhuang Yunliu seemed stupid.

There was no response for a long time, and the whole body was motionless, not even blinking.

After a long time, tears of excitement gushed out of his eyes.

He circled Yan Lan even more excitedly, kissed madly and disorderly, and talked madly and disorderly.

"Lanlan, I love you too! I love you so much! I love you very much! I love you very, very much! I love you, Lanlan!"

"But no matter how much I say, I can't say enough...it's nothing compared to what I want to do to you."

"I also feel that even if I try my best, I can't fully express myself..."

"I really want the baby to be born soon, so that I can...love you completely and unscrupulously, and give you everything I have..."

……

The days bathed in love are full of dreamy happiness. Zhuang Yunliu is more motivated to work. Although Yan Lan temporarily suspends work and waits for delivery, she is actually not idle——

Read books, watch movies, practice piano, listen to new album demos, discuss revisions with colleagues, discuss postpartum work arrangements, and continue to try to write lyrics and music.

This is the life he likes and wants the most.

In the last month of pregnancy, the two carefully abstained from sexual intercourse, the baby continued to grow, and the fetal position continued to descend. Yan Lan's symptoms of chest tightness and shortness of breath improved, and her appetite improved. growing uncontrollably.

Finally, amidst the cautious anticipation and apprehension, the eve of the due date arrived.