Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
âDonât worry, she canât plot against me, â he lanjin said. She suddenly raised her beautiful eyebrows and asked unhappily, âwhy? Does Mr. Qiao dislike the fact that Iâve been foolishly pregnant for three years? â
âI donât dare. â Qiao Hanye was stunned by the âkilling intentâ all over her body. He immediately raised his hand and surrendered, saying, âthe fool is me, and definitely not you. â
âYes. â Hearing this answer, he nodded.
Qiao Hanye approached her. She threw him with a pillow and said, âmaintain a safe distance. â
âAHEM. â Qiao Hanye coughed twice in a deep voice after being deliberately reminded by her. He remembered that every time he got close to her, he would be unable to extricate himself from his burning desire.
He tactfully sat beside her and said in a low voice, âwhy donât you hug me? â
âDo you want it to be a girl or a boy? â She said while touching her abdomen.
Although she didnât know the babyâs gender yet, she longed for his arrival. It was as bright and beautiful as spring, full of hope. Thinking of this, he lanjinâs eyes became much gentler.
âHanye. â Not hearing the manâs reply, she couldnât help but poke his arm.
Qiao Hanye snapped out of her charming eyes and said in a low voice, âof course itâs a girl. â
âWhy? â She was a little curious.
âI hope sheâs like you, â Qiao Hanye said in a low voice.
In reality, he was deeply afraid that the boy would take away his sense of presence, just like that dog. Its existence made him feel very dangerous. If he gave birth to another boy, wouldnât that be turning the world upside down?
âThen give birth to a girl, â she said in a low voice.
The two discussed as they discussed the name.
Qiao Hanye narrowed his black eyes at her desire and anticipation. He looked at her worriedly, deeply afraid that the child would cause her blood disease to relapse again, and might even take her life.
âAh Jin, how about... â Qiao Hanyeâs Adamâs apple moved. He wanted to say how about not giving birth.
However, when he met her longing eyes, the twinkling star-like light made him unable to open his mouth.
âWhatâs wrong? â She asked.
âHow about a kiss? Iâll tell you. â Qiao Hanye shamelessly asked for a kiss, but was pushed away by her disdainful hand. When he got up and was about to leave, she suddenly turned around and held the manâs handsome face.
âOh. â Qiao Hanyeâs thin lips were kissed by her, and the next second, pain came from the tip of his nose.
He lanjin bit lightly, turned around, and ran upstairs.
âYouâre such a bad woman, â Qiao Hanye said in a low voice. He got up and followed behind her. He lanjin ran quickly, turned around, and locked the door.
She leaned her back against the door, the smile in her eyes disappearing.
How could she sense Qiao Hanyeâs worry? She even felt that he didnât want to have children. Could it be because of her old illness What kind of poison was this It had never been detected.
âEven if I have to risk my life, I still want to give birth to you safely, â she said softly as she looked at her stomach.
Even if she was poisoned and died soon, she still hoped to leave Qiao Hanye a memory.
Thinking of this, he lanjinâs almond-shaped eyes deepened.
âWhat if in the future, mom... â she didnât dare to imagine. She dragged her heavy steps to the dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror.
She took out her phone and called an Nuan. She said in a low voice, âan Nuan, letâs talk about the next plan. â
âSo urgent? Didnât you say to take two years off? Are you too tired from being pregnant? â An nuan sat there with her legs crossed. Hearing her words, she was obviously a little worried.
âThereâs no suitable or not. I want to earn more money for milk powder, â she said.
She had to leave something for the child. Qiao Hanye had countless assets. After all, they were his Even if they were in her name, they were not earned by her.
He lanjin was an independent woman. She longed to earn more money and give herself or the child a more fulfilling life.