After being pregnant with the baby of the president next door [Transmigration Book]

"Isn't this a fact that everyone knows?"

Facing Chu Yiyang's gentle eyes, Cheng Yiqin didn't know what to say for a moment, and he squeezed for a long time before forcing out such a sentence, but managed to make the man opposite him chuckle.

"Where's the face?" Chu Yiyang asked, wanting to tease Cheng Yiqin.

"Isn't the face here?" Cheng Yiqin stretched out his left index finger and poked his cheek lightly, and his tender face sank into a dimple immediately, "Didn't you just praise it for being cute?"

Touching the sparkling diamond out of the corner of his eye, Chu Yiyang shifted his eyes from what Cheng Yiqin called "cute face" to the engagement ring on his raised left middle finger.

The hand casually resting on his lap touched his diamond ring which was the same except that it was slightly larger in size. Chu Yiyang kept facing Cheng Yiqin, and said with a smile: "I can't say no to you, whatever you say is fine." What."

What he praised was not Cheng Yiqin's cute face, but if Cheng Yiqin wanted to understand it that way, there seemed to be nothing wrong with him, this person's face was quite cute.

Chu Yiyang was "defeated", and Cheng Yiqin showed a triumphant smile—perhaps, bickering with the president is also a joy in life.

After the meal, according to the usual practice, the two of them still have a daily walk.

It's autumn now, and the length of the day is slowly changing as the days progress further.

Cheng Yiqin and Chu Yiyang were strolling slowly on the greenway, and a neighborhood resident who was walking a dog smiled at them as they walked past them—it was a gray-haired but benevolent grandfather.

Chu Yiyang didn't see any change in expression, but Cheng Yiqin next to him blinked because of doubt and immediately smiled back at the old man.

After the old man left with the golden retriever, Cheng Yiqin turned his head and asked Chu Yiyang, "Do you know the old man just now?"

"I don't know." Chu Yiyang's expression remained flat, as if nothing had happened.

Cheng Yiqin let out an "oh", turned around again and glanced at the back where no one was there.

He must be a very friendly grandfather.he thinks.

The sky was getting dark quickly, and the greenway was next to the lake, and the breeze changed from a comfortable breeze that brushed against the face to a chilly breeze, and the two of them took a shortcut and took a detour back after walking for a long time.

What Chu Yiyang was afraid of was that Cheng Yiqin would catch a cold. Although he added a coat for him when he went out, the coat was still too thin.

Later, the moon rises to the branches, casting soft light on the earth.

Standing in front of the window, Cheng Yiqin looked to the right, and faintly saw the cold white light emanating from the study next door.

It was after nine o'clock in the evening, he and Chu Yiyang both finished taking a shower, one was about to go to bed and watch a movie with Chu Yiyang's laptop, and the other was busy working in the study.

Chu Yiyang brought the laptop from his own study room, but there is no computer desk, so watching a movie on the bed would obviously be a bit difficult, and Cheng Yiqin is not very carefree, so he didn’t turn on the computer after all, just got out of bed Put the closed computer together with the charger on the sofa next to it.

Turn on the phone and click on the software, bought a computer desk and Cheng Yiqin stood in front of the window in a daze.

Their house is sandwiched between several other villas, and the view is blocked. From this second floor, they can't see anything, only the street view can be seen from the balcony.

Cheng Yiqin didn't know how Chu Yiyang was doing with his work. He wanted to visit him, but he was worried that he would disturb his work, so he hesitated for a long time and went back to bed.

The air in the dark room was cold, only the computer on the desk cast a cold light, reflecting on the face of the man sitting in front of the computer desk, which made his face look even paler.

He rested lightly on the keyboard with one hand, rested his index finger on the table with the other hand, rubbed his eyebrows lightly, tilted his head slightly, and frowned slightly.

"Boom boom boom——"

This document was really a headache, Chu Yiyang was stunned, and when his brows became more and more tightly wrinkled, he suddenly heard a knock on the door that was neither soft nor heavy.

"come in."

He looked up at the door, although he couldn't see who was outside the door, but he knew it was Cheng Yiqin without thinking, after all, there were only the two of them in this house.

Two seconds later, the door was slowly opened, and the warm-toned lights from the corridor came in.

At the same time, Cheng Yiqin's head came in through the crack of the door, and after finding out exactly where Chu Yiyang was, he smiled slightly at him, but Chu Yiyang always felt that there was a bit of embarrassment hidden in it, "Well...how is your work?" gone?"

"Still dealing with it." After seeing Cheng Yiqin's face clearly, Chu Yiyang's slightly stiff face against the white light finally changed his expression and gradually softened, "Why are you here?"

Cheng Yiqin pushed open the door and walked in, then turned around and closed the door lightly.

Only then did Chu Yiyang see clearly what he was holding - a glass of milk and a navy blue blanket on his arm.

"The milk is freshly warmed up, so hurry up and drink it while it's hot." Cheng Yiqin put the milk on the open space next to the computer, and when he turned around, his eyes flicked across the computer screen to Chu, who was only wearing a thin pajamas. On Yiyang.

Cheng Yiqin stood behind Chu Yiyang and covered him with a blanket, his movements were gentle, as if he was caring for a very important baby.

The blanket had been placed on the sofa all the time, and Cheng Yiqin brought it up after going downstairs to the kitchen to heat up the milk.

Tucking the blanket in front of Chu Yiyang, Cheng Yiqin was about to withdraw his hand, but Chu Yiyang grabbed it and held it firmly in his palm.

"Why are your hands so cold? Don't get cold, go back to your room." Pressing the protruding diamond ring against his fingertips, Chu Yiyang's strength increased a little.

"This one is warmer, try touching this one." Cheng Yiqin stretched the other hand that had held the milk from behind Chu Yiyang to in front of him.

Chu Yiyang lowered his eyes and glanced at Cheng Yiqin's flying hand, "What? Are you throwing yourself into your arms?"

"Huh, that's a good idea." Cheng Yiqin snorted softly, and withdrew his hand, "Go to work, I won't bother you anymore."

"En." Hearing that he was leaving, Chu Yiyang's eyes dimmed instantly, "Go to sleep."

"Remember to drink milk, milk gets cold too quickly, don't drink cold ones." Cheng Yiqin gave a final reminder and went out, closing the door gently.

Chu Yiyang's study is very cold, Cheng Yiqin doesn't know why a rich man like him can't install a heater in the study.Looking at the white carved door again, he pouted and turned to the next bedroom.

After Cheng Yiqin left, the slightly warmer study room returned to the original icy temperature. Chu Yiyang's gaze fell on the glass of milk for a moment, and he finally picked it up and drank it in one gulp.

The file was sent by assistant Xiao Yuan temporarily and asked Chu Yiyang to handle it. At first, Chu Yiyang asked her why she didn't ask the vice president to deal with it. After saying that, he remembered that the vice president went abroad on a business trip.

It's really a headache... Chu Yiyang still remembers what he said to Cheng Yiqin in the morning, and now it seems that he has no choice but to let it go.

It was midnight when he came out of the study, and the lights in the corridor were still on. Chu Yiyang went to the bathroom and came back, carefully opened the bedroom door, and at the same time pressed the corridor light switch on the white wall.

With a "snap", the corridor went out instantly, and a ray of light emerged from the bedroom in the darkness.

Cheng Yiqin slept soundly, looked quiet and well-behaved, and the warm light reflected on his face, giving him a peaceful "time is quiet".

Chu Yiyang walked up to him, put his cold hand that was outstretched outside back into the quilt, and stared at the delicate sleeping face of that man for a long time.

After a while, a smile finally appeared in the man's eyes. He leaned over and kissed the sleeping man's forehead, straightened up and got on the bed from the other side.

After lying down, he stretched out his hand to pull the bedside floor lamp, and slowly turned it off.

"Good night, Cheng Yiqin."

These few gentle words floated in the air, and they were fleeting.