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"Seven, go into the house. Jian Yiyang lowered her head slightly and whispered softly in her ear, the usual gentleness and the overtime look and attitude towards Jian Ming were completely opposite of positive and negative poles.

His meaning was obvious, he didn't plan to let him enter the house and sit down to talk to him about his father-son relationship, so he just stood here and said something if he had something to say. Of course, he wouldn't let Chu Qi stand here with a big belly to accompany him.

"Oh," Chu Qi replied, smiling at him, and turned to enter the house.

"If you have something to say, it's late, we have to rest. Leaning against the door, he looked at him and said coldly, as if the person standing in front of him was not his father at all.

"Grandma has suffered a stroke and is completely paralyzed, even if she forced your mother to death at the beginning, it can be regarded as paying off now. You ......" looked at Jian Yiyang, paused slightly, and his tone was tentative, "Can you not do anything to grandma?" she is old, and now like this, even if she doesn't have a stroke, she won't live for a few years. You should do your filial piety and let her survive the rest of the years, right?"

Jian Yiyang sneered, there was no expression on his cold face, and it still gave people a chilling coldness. Then the corners of his lips turned up slightly, and the curvature was full of disdain and scorn, "Filial piety?

Jian Mingchao didn't understand what he meant, but he just stood in place in a daze, and once again said in a voice that was almost pleading, "I know, you have a ...... in your heart."

"Walk slowly, don't send. Before he finished speaking, Jian Yiyang interrupted directly, gave an eviction order, turned around and walked to the back trunk, opened and took out a few shopping bags inside, and then didn't even squint at Jian Mingchao from the corner of his eye, and walked towards the house by himself, closed the door, and left Jian Mingchao standing in the courtyard in a daze.

When Jian Yiyang entered the house, there was no seventh day in the living room, so it seemed that he should have gone back to the room.

Carrying a shopping bag, go upstairs and enter the room.

There was a "whooshing" sound of water in the bathroom, and the bathroom door was not closed, but wide open.

As if telepathically, as soon as Jian Yiyang entered the room, the voice of Chu Qi came from the bathroom: "Husband, come in and help rub your back, people can't reach it." ”

The voice is tactful and crisp, with a hint of coquettishness. With the sound of "whooshing" water, it gives people a hazy and seductive feeling.

Jian Yiyang shook his head with a smile, threw the shopping bag in his hand on the bed, and took off his outer blazer, and then walked towards the bathroom.

If the big bathroom, Chu Qi stood in the shower room with his back to him, and the glass door of the shower room was still not closed, so it was so open. The water from the shower head "gurgled down", pouring down from the top of her head and flowing down her white jade-like condensed muscles.

Although the belly of the seventh year is already very large, even when you look at it from the back, it doesn't feel so bulky, just a little plumper than usual.

At this moment, in fact, it is not completely facing away from him, but slightly sideways. The shoulder-length jet-black show hangs down, and under the combing of the clear water, it is even more supple.

Looking at it from Jian Yiyang's perspective, her body is exactly in an "S" shape, which is perfect for lordosis and backwards. Even the hips were slightly higher than usual, and she was casually rubbing her body, completely oblivious to the man standing behind her.