Dressed as a villain's squeamish little crying bag

Looking at Qiu Haiyan's gaze, Qiu Yuning felt like sitting on pins and needles, fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead and back, and asked him to reach out and wipe it off from time to time.

Zhou Mingmei noticed his movement of wiping sweat and asked, "Is it so hot?"

Qiu Yuning forced a smile on his face, and said in a difficult voice, "A little bit."

Zhou Mingmei got up and looked for the air conditioner everywhere, and found the remote control behind her, and lowered the temperature by a few degrees, "Is this still hot?"

Qiu Yuning said vaguely, "It's okay."

He Zhiyuan said: "This temperature is too low, you will catch a cold."

Zhou Mingmei listened, and turned it up again, "Is this still hot?"

"No, it's not hot anymore." It wasn't a problem with the air conditioner at all, Qiu Yuning let out a sigh of relief, and sat closer to He Zhiyuan.

Zhou Mingmei couldn't chat with He Zhiyuan for too long. At noon, she had to cook lunch, so she called Qiu Yuning and Qiu Shuohai to continue chatting with He Zhiyuan, and called Qiu Haiyan again, saying, "Come here and help me wash the vegetables."

Qiu Haiyan didn't say anything, she took one last look at Qiu Yuning, and went to the kitchen with Zhou Mingmei.

Just as Zhou Mingmei put the rice down, she remembered that Qiu Yuning was going to have a physical examination. She turned her head and asked Qiu Haiyan, "Don't you still want to take Ningning to have a physical examination? Why don't you go?"

Qiu Haiyan said calmly: "If he doesn't want to, what can I do?"

Zhou Mingmei glanced at her, and said, "Why doesn't he want to, if you want to take him there, take him there quickly, it's time for lunch now."

Qiu Haiyan didn't speak.

In the living room, Qiu Yuning took out a wet tissue, wiped off the sticky sweat on his face, looked at He Zhiyuan, and said, "Is that what you meant yesterday?"

He Zhiyuan peeled a peanut in his hand, brought it to his mouth, raised his chin slightly, and signaled him to eat it.

Qiu Yuning glanced at Qiu Shuohai nervously, reached out to take the peanut, ate it into his mouth, and said vaguely, "I can eat it myself, so you don't need to peel it for me."

Qiu Shuohai didn't notice their small movements. He searched with his mobile phone and asked He Zhiyuan: "My English is not good, what should I do if I can't understand what they say when I go outside to play?"

He Zhiyuan glanced at him and said, "Translation software, travel is enough."

"That's it." Qiu Shuohai laughed and said, "That's good."

He asked again: "You spent so much money to travel to us, why don't you go yourself?"

He was obviously looking for a topic, and chatted with He Zhiyuan.

Knowing that He Zhiyuan was impatient to deal with him, Qiu Yuning said, "Brother, I still have something to tell He Zhiyuan, let's go back to the room first, you don't want to come with me."

Qiu Shuohai was interrupted, and some words were a little unpleasant, "You stay with him every day, what else can you say."

"..." Qiu Yuning said, "We want to talk about volunteering."

Regardless of Qiu Shuohai's reaction, Qiu Yuning took He Zhiyuan straight upstairs.

Qiu Haiyan in the kitchen heard the movement, put down the dishes and wanted to follow, Zhou Mingmei called to her, "What are you doing, wash the meat quickly, it's past ten o'clock, and fry some more dishes."

Qiu Haiyan said: "Why are you cooking so many dishes? You really treat him as a guest."

Zhou Mingmei felt strange when she heard that her tone was wrong. She looked up at her and said, "What's the matter with you? You lose your temper as soon as you come back. Who owes you money? You have time to lose your temper with him, but you don't have time to find a partner." Come back? How old are you? You don’t even have a date. Aunt Fang’s daughter Lingling next door has a second child. What about you? I’m ashamed to say it when someone asks me, shame! You really don’t look much like that You are outstanding, you don’t have a job, and you still choose like this. Among the men I found for you, none of the conditions are better than yours. You still choose, and I will see what men you can find by then..."

Qiu Haiyan choked for breath and didn't speak. Zhou Mingmei said that she was ashamed if she wasn't married. If Ningning's affairs were revealed, she could imagine with her toes what the family would be like.

Is it necessary to make such a big fuss?Qiu Haiyan had no idea, but in Zhou Mingmei's rambling words, she also gradually lost her temper.

Since he likes it, it's better to let him go, and when he stumbles, he will know that he is wrong.

After making this decision, she let out a sigh of relief, walked back, and continued to wash the vegetables.

Qiu Yuning brought He Zhiyuan into the room, closed the door, and locked it by the way.

After doing this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You didn't see my sister's face just now, it's really ugly."

He Zhiyuan didn't speak, but reached out to touch his neck, followed Qiu Yuning's posture of raising his head, and caressed his jaw line.

Qiu Yuning looked up at him, her eyes were bright, her lips curled up, and she smiled, "You are so courageous, you dare to come to my house."

In her own bedroom, Qiu Yuning's tense body slowly relaxed.

He Zhiyuan looked at his pale face, and asked in a low voice, "Scared?"

Qiu Yuning nodded honestly, and said in a low voice, "It's a little bit, I'm afraid my sister will say it directly."

He Zhiyuan said: "She won't say it."

Qiu Yuning looked at his face and asked in a low voice, "Why are you so sure?"

He Zhiyuan looked at him and said in a low voice, "Because she is your sister."

Qiu Yuning didn't quite understand, He Zhiyuan pinched the soft flesh on his chin, smiled softly, and added: "Because she is a good sister, she knows that speaking out is not good for you, so she won't say it. "

Qiu Yuning was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a flood of numbness in his heart, and his nose also became sore, "...that's it."

He fell silent, and it was He Zhiyuan who slid down the finger pinching his chin, lifted his clothes, and said, "Let me see your belly."

Qiu Yuning lowered her eyes in embarrassment, but took the initiative to take the hem of the clothes in his hand, slowly rolled it up, and stretched it out in a bright light (exposing his slender upper body.

His skin is very fair, but that whiteness is not dead white, but a very transparent, beautiful, and soft white, with a faint powder in the white, which is as moist and clean as white pearls. color.It is also because of the whiteness, so it is easy to leave marks, and a layer of red in different shades can quickly appear with a light kneading.

And He Zhiyuan actually likes to leave traces on him, leaving them everywhere, so that there will be a secret pleasure of imprinting his own traces on him inside and out.

In fact, in the scene yesterday morning, he also (pinched, gnawed) left large marks on Qiu Yuning's back and thighs. By now, the red marks on Qiu Yuning's back have not faded, and the body is probably only the belly. Blocks are visible.

Qiu Yuning obviously thought of this too, and couldn't help but glared at him, with a bit of complaint in his voice, "Fortunately, you didn't gnaw your stomach, otherwise the doctor would have seen it, and it would be embarrassing."

He Zhiyuan bent his lips and reached out to touch his stomach. It felt like touching a piece of warm silk, so slippery that he could hardly pinch the flesh. He looked down and his voice was a little lower, "No wonder you are so fat. "

Qiu Yuning's stomach has already raised a rounded arc, even if he deliberately sucks his stomach, there is still an obvious arc. In fact, he should be suspicious at this time, but helplessly, his gender will not make him think of such a thing at all superior.

Qiu Yuning said anxiously: "The doctor said that I am [-] weeks old, this size is actually a bit small, and said that my progesterone is low... I don't understand."

He Zhiyuan suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, and asked: "The doctor said he would give birth (milk?"

Qiu Yuning: "..."

Qiu Yuning panicked, "I didn't ask the doctor! Probably not?"

Seeing that he was really flustered, He Zhiyuan comforted him, "Don't be nervous, just ask when the time comes."

Although Qiu Yuning felt that he was not that manly, he recognized his identity as a man.

When it came to pregnancy, he felt shocked, unbelievable, flustered, nervous, fearful and awkward. After accepting the fact, he wanted to give birth, because this was his and He Zhiyuan's child. Just let him feel sweet, he was looking forward to it, but it is one thing to accept having a baby, and another thing to accept milk, and that is too scary.

He Zhiyuan said: "Don't be so afraid, even if there is, it's not a bad thing."

Qiu Yuning said: "Isn't that bad? It's so weird, I don't want it." He became anxious again and said, "I'm going to ask the doctor today."

He Zhiyuan said: "Tomorrow, I will accompany you."

After hearing this, Qiu Yuning breathed a sigh of relief, laughed, and whispered, "My sister is going to take me to the hospital this morning. Fortunately, you came early, otherwise she would have to change clothes and take me there. , really scary."

He Zhiyuan looked at his smiling face, his heart moved slightly, his fingers lifted his chin slightly, and he lowered his head to kiss his soft lips.

Qiu Yuning's vague voice overflowed, and he muttered to He Zhiyuan, "Slow down..."

He Zhiyuan kissed Qiu Yuning delicately, holding his cheek with his palm, breathing intertwinedly, and the air was filled with a tender and gentle atmosphere.

Qiu Yuning put his arms around He Zhiyuan's neck, and he kissed deeply, Qiu Yuning couldn't help swallowing saliva from the kissed mouth, and couldn't help pushing He Zhiyuan's waist.

After the kiss was over, He Zhiyuan backed away a little, looked at Qiu Yuning's rosy face, and smiled softly.

Qiu Yuning was so kissed that his vision was blurry, seeing the smile on his lips, he felt dizzy, and he said dizzily, "Don't wipe the (gun (fire (fire, there is still Where's your baby?"

He Zhiyuan looked at his staring eyes, leaned over and kissed his wet eyelashes, and said softly, "No."

The warm breath of his breath made Qiu Yuning close her eyes, feeling that the eyelids touched by him were slightly itchy, with a numb feeling.

At this moment, there was not much to say, Qiu Yuning hugged He Zhiyuan's waist, pressed his forehead against his chest, and buried his face in his arms.

He Zhiyuan gently stroked his back without making a sound, the two hugged each other, quietly enjoying this quiet time together.