Temporary Husband: The Pregnant Wife Runs Away

Zhao Yang, who was leaning beside the car and was about to make a phone call, stared at Tang Xin when he saw Tang Xin come down!

This... what's going on here?

Why is this stupid woman's belly so round? Don't tell her she's fat!

Are you looking for me? Tang Xin stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

Li Yunshen already knew her condition, so Zhao Yang would appear here, the purpose is already obvious.

It took Zhaoyang a long time to recover from her stomach and open the car door for her, Yes, Brother Yun wants to see you.

While speaking, he couldn't help but glance at her stomach.

It's obviously been drained. Could it be that in the month that they left the United States, they quickly gained a belly again? If so, it can't be that big, right?

The child didn't fall. Tang Xin bent over and sat in front of the car, explaining to her with a light smile.

Oh. Zhaoyang responded naively, and after a while, he came to his senses, Who cares if your child falls! Then, he closed the car door arrogantly, sat back in the driver's seat, and drove away.

The car stopped in front of a hidden apartment building. This should be Li Yunshen's house in the city, so it is convenient to rest when working too late.

The house is a loft style, simple and atmospheric, and the decoration is also the cool color he is used to.

After Zhaoyang sent her up, he left quickly. After Tang Xin looked around the house, a picture of how to decorate the corners of each house appeared in his mind.

For example, the large balcony overlooking the busy traffic and the night view from the floor-to-ceiling windows can put a reclining chair, or set up a rattan chair swing...

After a while, she smiled and shook her head, how could this be so?

As soon as she entered someone else's house, she wanted to decorate every corner. Maybe it was because the house looked too much like a model house, so she thought so.

Tang Xin persuaded herself so much that she was unwilling to admit that she was involuntarily thinking of the decoration of the house as the hostess.

Why don't you sit?

The deep voice awakened Tang Xin.

She turned back and saw Li Yunshen came out of the kitchen with the still steaming milk in his hand.

Fresh milk powder. He put the milk on the coffee table and sat down.

Tang Xin had no choice but to sit across from him, stretched out his hand and gently picked up the cup of milk powder that he made himself, feeling dizzy and flattered.

She never thought that Li Yunshen would do such a thing for her one day. Usually, a man like him who is used to giving orders will only be served by others. Where is the need for him to serve others?

Except, of course, that his little star has this special exception!

Do you have anything to do with me? Tang Xin took a sip. The milk powder was not soaked evenly, and it looked like a novice. Didn't he soak Xingxing before?

... Li Yun looked at her deeply and hesitated, You finish the milk powder first.

Then, his hand involuntarily took out the cigarette, but after thinking about it, he threw the cigarette and the lighter into the trash can.

You, are you in a bad mood? Tang Xin asked cautiously.

She knew that he was not addicted to smoking, but only smoked when he had something on his mind or when he was particularly irritable.

It is almost impossible for a man with strong self-control like him to become addicted to something and unable to extricate himself.

Li Yun looked deeply into her caring eyes, stared at it steadily, the more he looked, the more he could not speak.

It's all right! He looked away, glanced at the house at random, and said, How do you feel about this house?

Tang Xin's heart skipped a beat, and there was a bad premonition in his heart...