Special Chapter: Jung so-yeon's Nightmare (1)
"Ah~"
High-pitched screams echoed in the huge empty seaside villas, worrying and curious. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
Zheng Xiuyan, who was still asleep a moment ago, sat up in horror, opened her small mouth wide, and breathed in the fresh air.
Looking at the familiar facilities in the house, touching the soft silk quilt and blowing the fresh sea breeze, she had a sense of steadiness.
It turned out to be a dream!
Good thing it's a dream!
Otherwise......
Qi Zimo, who had returned from the morning transportation on the beach, passed by the bedroom and unexpectedly found that Zheng Xiuyan, who was used to getting up late, had woken up, but she didn't seem to be awake, covering her face with her hands and hanging her head slightly.
"Today was good, better than the alarm clock. β
Qi Zimo knew that the girl was so angry when she got up, so she gently leaned over and hugged her, and her free hand broke her hands and prepared to take over the task of massaging her eyes.
When her delicate facial features were revealed, Qi Zimo realized that something was wrong. Zheng Xiuyan's melon seed face was pale and bloodless, her forehead was full of beads of sweat the size of beans, and her back against him was also wet, and sweat kept seeping out of her thin pajamas.
"What's wrong?
Qi Zimo's first reaction was a high fever, and he used the back of his hand to feel the temperature of her forehead, and it was not abnormal as he imagined.
"Nothing. β
Zheng Xiuyan didn't show any signs of weakness, and her voice was full of confidence.
But everything is very abnormal, when will Zheng Xiuyan be so well-behaved and quiet, there must have been something happened during his departure that Qi Zimo did not know.
The anxious Qi Zimo frowned and stared at her, hoping to see something, but Zheng Xiuyan was rarely not affected by his forced gaze, and looked at Qi Zimo by herself. From her brow to her eyes, from the bridge of her nose to her lips, she had certified her focus, and it was as if time had gone back to the night they had met, and she had gazed at him like this.
Qi Zimo, who knew that he couldn't get an answer, reluctantly notified Mr. Jia to come, and Zheng Xiuyan's state was really difficult to reassure.
"How?"
Outside the bedroom door, Qi Zimo asked Dr. Jace, who had just removed his stethoscope.
"Preliminary check, everything is fine. β
The doctor's answer made Qi Zimo even more puzzled.
"Could it be pregnant?"
Qi Zimo heard the old man say that a woman's mental and physical state is extremely sensitive from pregnancy to childbirth, so he tentatively guessed it.
Dr. Jess understood his intentions and decisively rejected the conjecture.
"No, but are you planning to tie the knot lately? β
Qi Zimo was silent for a moment before he spoke: "Yes, I will give her a wedding after a while"
Although he said this in his mouth, he didn't agree with it in his heart, because Qi Zimo hadn't revealed this idea to anyone yet.
"That's hello. Just in case, it is recommended that your lady go to the hospital for a comprehensive and detailed examination. β
"Thank you. β
When Qi Zimo walked into the bedroom again, Zheng Xiuyan was obviously in a much better state, she threw her soaked pajamas aside and changed into a set of underwear.
Qi Zimo sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed her hand and rubbed it.
"What's the matter, tell me the number? You also know that I am not small!"
Zheng Xiuyan gave him a smile every day and said "um" softly.
Qi Zimo also smiled, but sighed lightly in his heart, and still didn't ask anything.
"Okay, let's talk about it when you want to. β
Qi Zimo lifted the silkworm quilt, hugged her to her feet, turned around and picked up the red DIOR dress that had been prepared last night on the small sofa and put it on for her.
"Husband!"
Qi Zi, who was fiddling with the complicated skirt, suddenly heard a delicate call from the top of his head, and when he looked up, he saw a Yin Tao's small mouth coming from the face.
Zheng Xiuyan, who was standing upright on the bed, was not cramped, not shy, obediently cooperated with the man's movements, and enjoyed the gentleness that the man inadvertently revealed.
The dedicated man is handsome, and the man who focuses on serving women is too tempting, Zheng Xiuyan did not resist the seduction of the sexy back of Qi Zimo's head, and kissed it hatefully.
A wolf kiss, a wolf kiss from the woman's initiative.
The two thin lips rubbed rudely on Qi Zimo's mouth, and Zheng Xiuyan, who tasted the sweetness, did not stop at the taste, but skillfully stretched out her little fragrant tongue and kept teasing her man's mouth, looking forward to the other party's powerful counterattack, longing for the domineering sense of conquest.
It lasted five minutes, if it weren't for Zheng Xiuyan's breathlessness, the time would definitely be more than that, as can be seen from their level of unforgetful dedication.
Zheng Xiuyan licked her lips unsatisfied, at this time, her face was ruddy, her face was radiant, and her peach blossom eyes were smart again, and the spring mixed in them could not be hidden.
The vivid tsundere girl Zheng Xiuyan is back.
"How much better now?"
"Inside. The corners of his mouth raised a familiar amplitude, and his voice was as sweet as ever.
"It's good to replace me!"
Zheng Xiuyan comprehended, glanced at him with deep meaning in her eyes, and then stood up straight again, her hands were raised, and the meaning of her body was already very clear: "Pick it off for me as you put it on, and then let you hehehe......"
Qi Zimo patted her buttocks angrily: "Where do you want to deviate? I mean you haven't brushed your teeth yet, this kissing experience is terrible." β
"Yikes!"
The embarrassed Zheng Xiuyan slapped Qi Zimo's strong biceps.
"Alright, go wash up, I hope to see you neatly at the table in half an hour. β
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Zheng Xiuyan jumped off the straight-legged bed, pushed away Qi Zimo, who was in the way, walked barefoot into the bathroom, and deliberately took a figure-eight step that made the man very unhappy.
It was enough for the princess to be angry, and half an hour later she was punctual and obedient to enjoy her freshly hot breakfast. The breakfast style is traditional and simple, Zheng Xiuyan didn't taste it carefully, and after eliminating it by two, she shouted casually in the direction of the study, but she was swinging her legs gracefully, looking at the beach outside the floor-to-ceiling window and doing nothing.
Santa Monica in March is a pleasant spring and a pleasant climate. The cruise ships on the sea sailed out of the port in groups, and the whining of the whistle echoed each other, so lively, and even Zheng Xiuyan, who was a sloth attribute, was also teased.
"That's it! In the afternoon, whether he has anything to do, he must accompany me to the sea, otherwise the yacht in the private harbor will be rusty. β
Even if Zheng Xiuyan knows that her yacht is maintained by a professional team, even if she knows that Qi Zimo's schedule is compact and not easy to change, it does not prevent her from acting arbitrarily.
Some people hurt, some people spoil, some people love, if you are not willful, then she is still Zheng Xiuyan?
But this time, her good wishes were quickly disappointed.
The sound of steady footsteps came from far and near, Qi Zimo saw the empty dinner plate, nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his big skeletal hand and rubbed it on the top of Zheng Xiuyan's head as a reward.
"There's plenty of time, but it's better to prepare in advance, with heels and handbags on the shoe cabinet, Alba and Bryant autographing photos on the mahogany coffee table, and don't forget to bring some hygiene products, you ate three ice creams last night and you may have a messy period. β
Zheng Xiuyan was about to announce the plan she had conceived before, but she was preempted by Qi Zimo's long instructions, and she was confused.
βWhat?β
Qi Zimo sighed softly when he heard this, put down the kitchenware he was cleaning, turned around and walked out of the kitchen.
"At two o'clock in the afternoon, the New York flagship store opened, remember?"
"Ahh
"Can I ......," she asked by chance.
"No, you can't. There was no surprise answer.
The first branch in the United States, the importance is self-evident, Zheng Xiuyan also understands that she has to go, and she is only a symbolic struggle, after all, it is too disappointing.
At the gate of the villa, Zheng Xiuyan pouted and took the handbag from her lover quite reluctantly.
She stood and waited for a long time, but Qi Zimo didn't say anything.
"Anything else you forgot to bring? By the way, drive carefully, your heels are a little high. β
In this regard, Zheng Xiuyan did not appreciate it, and turned around angrily, still slandering fiercely in her heart: "It's another dry advice, no action at all, and I'm not really your daughter." β
Qi Zimo, who returned to the study, suddenly understood why Zheng Xiuyan suddenly played a petty temper again, but it seemed to be a little late.
Hey, they're middle-aged women in their early thirties, and they're still doing the same thing as little girls.
Just thinking about it, the graceful figure of the tsundere reappeared in Qi Zimo's field of vision.
She threw the car on the road, stepped on her high heels, stepped over the fence of the back garden, stepped on the gardener's carefully tended flowers and plants, and made the last leap to climb the window of the study.
"Jump!" Zheng Xiuyan was full of sweat and patted the window.
"Were you still there when I got home?"
Without giving Qi Zimo, who was close, a chance to speak, she asked eagerly and expectantly.
The hope in those eyes was something he had never felt in this independent woman before.
The subconscious hesitation in Qi Zimo's eyes made Zheng Xiuyan slightly disappointed, but she still waved her hand into the room as usual.
"It's still there!"
The two words were like heavenly sounds, and joy filled Zheng Xiuyan's cells in an instant.
"I'll be waiting for you at home. Qi Zimo said again.
Zheng Xiuyan was so happy that she danced with her hands, but she forgot that she was still hanging in the air, as soon as her hands were loosened and her feet were suspended in the air, the whole person fell towards the flowers.
Fortunately, Qi Zimo's eyes were quick, and he stretched out his long arm and pulled it tightly.
Looking at her frightened and confused appearance, Qi Zimo was amused and cherished.
He poked his head out of the window, his lips bowed and imprinted on Zheng Xiuyan's lips, which were still chirping.
Qi Zimo closed his eyes and tasted the sweetness of Zheng Xiuyan, and he remembered an old song--- Lovely Woman.
Finally kissed, causing the old lady to wait at the door for most of the day. Zheng Xiuyan clicked her mouth while thinking.
A rigorous and elegant study, a vibrant garden.
A traditional quiet man, a tsundere woman.
One is at a high level and one is at a low level.
Two environments, one wall.
Two worlds, one pair of people.
Two hearts, one love.