217: How are you going to comfort me?
"Not pregnant?"
Qin Zhai, at the dinner table, Qin Lao's eyes widened, and a question came out of his mouth.
After menstruation for half a month, it's not pregnant, pregnant, how did Lao Jiu do it?
didn't avoid it, pregnant, the two of them had a normal schedule and were healthy, but they weren't pregnant, and Qin Lao was a little disappointed.
Since An Nianhua said that he was expected to get married after the year, he was looking forward to holding his grandson every day, but he didn't expect the bamboo basket to be empty, and he was very anxious.
Qin Yunqing held the dishes and chewed slowly, "From a medical point of view, pregnancy and pregnancy need to be prepared in advance, such as smoking, drinking, work and rest time, diet, these must be paid attention to, and Lao Jiu is too frequent, not only hurts the body, but it is not easy to conceive." I already reminded him this morning, and it's up to him what to do next. β
"Theoretically, that's the case, but you can't put pressure on them, this kind of thing is sometimes very strange, you can't get pregnant when you want to conceive, and you don't want to get pregnant unexpectedly when you don't want to, so the mood is important." Qin Yunruo spoke.
At the dinner table, Rong Zheng was also there, he listened from beginning to end, and there was nothing he wanted to say.
In the past two days, he was devastated and wanted to find some bullish and forced books to read, and pretended to be forced when necessary, but he didn't want to, and he didn't read a few hundred words, and his eyes hurt and he was sleepy.
"This matter is still being discussed after the year, the day after tomorrow Ning Ning and Qin Mo are on vacation, let them come back for dinner tomorrow night, if Ning Ning goes home the day after tomorrow, we have to prepare things in advance, don't let the family go back empty-handed."
Hearing this, Rong Zheng squeezed out a smiling face and looked at his own emperor's mother, "Mom, you are so careful, Uncle Nine will thank you." β
Qin Yunrong glared at Rong Zheng, "You kid has been nervous lately, what are you doing?" Yesterday, your dad's study was turned upside down, what are you trying to do? β
Rong Zheng's face was a little unnatural, and he kept smiling dryly, "I am also the top person in charge of the company now, I want to read more books, pretend to be a faΓ§ade, and I can also say some chicken soup when the leader speaks, otherwise it will be too inferior." β
As soon as the words came out, everyone looked at Rong Zheng with a look of disbelief.
"Ah Zheng." Old Qin stared at him with sharp eyes, "I heard that your company will go public after the year?" β
"Yes." Rong Zheng straightened his waist, "The Spring Festival is approaching, in order to show my support and help to Uncle Nine over the years, I will hand over 30% of the company's shares to the little aunt as a Spring Festival gift, I don't know what the aunts will give." β
Ahaha... Since Uncle Nine and Aunt Xiao are going to come to dinner tomorrow night, he has to do a good job in advance so that he can invite credit, and maybe he can buy a new car again.
Pink is pretty good, but he only has one, and he can't change it when he's in a bad mood.
Uncle Jiu's garage has several cars, domineering and expensive, but those are not in line with his temperament.
"I'll give you a check, this is practical, buy whatever you want." Qin Yunruo spoke.
Giving gifts, she doesn't know what the other party needs, she buys it herself, which is the most practical, but one thing is not very humane.
"My own family, what kind of check to give, vulgar." The old man glared at Qin Yunruo.
"It's a good person." Qin Yunruo retorted.
"Ahaha, Mom, let's not send a check, why don't you go to the temple or something, and help Uncle Nine ask for a son Guanyin?"
******
"General Administration Lu, it's time to go to Xicheng District."
The assistant couldn't find Lu Huai'an in Starbucks, so he came out to look for it near the cafΓ©, but he didn't want to, Lu Huai'an stood at the intersection, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he stood so fixedly.
The intersection happened to be an outlet, and the cold wind was blowing directly, and he felt cold and panicked, wasn't he cold at the General Administration of Land?
When the assistant approached and saw Qin's office building, he wondered, could it be that the General Administration of Lu saw Miss An and Mr. Qin together, so he was so sad?
"General Administration of Lu, it's almost time, it's time to go." Assistant reminders.
Lu Huaian retracted his gaze and asked, "How long have you been out?" β
"Just came out."
Leader Lu said this, could it be that he has been blowing cold wind for a long time?
Oh... People are already famous, have you forgotten?
There is no grass at the end of the world, why bother to love a flower.
"Let's go."
The two got into the car, and Lu Huai'an pinched his temples with a faint pain, which was estimated to be the result of the cold wind.
"Xiao Li, how can you forget someone?" Suddenly, Lu Huai'an opened his mouth and looked out the window with slightly cool eyes.
Assistant Li was surprised, and pondered for a while before speaking, "The first is time, and the second is new love." Depending on your current situation, finding a girlfriend will do the trick. If you can't forget jΓ¬ when you find a girlfriend, it can only mean that the new love is not good enough. β
In the past, he only paid attention to Miss An's movements, where did he need to answer these questions, hey... The leader's heart is unpredictable, and it is his assistant who suffers.
Also, don't you pay attention to Miss An, why are you sad again?
It turns out that women are not the only ones who are fickle.
Lu Huai'an closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "After the year, you can help me arrange the blind date program in the city." β
Assistant Li: "..."
Isn't it, Leader Lu, why do you say that he is also the second generation of officials, you have to have a figure, you have to be good-looking, you can't do this, right?
Your mother has arranged for you before, but this time, are you stimulated or are you really dead?
He hoped it was the latter.
Digging the foot of the wall or something, it's too lacking in morality.
****
After lunch, An Yining came back from the bathroom and saw Qin Mo sitting comfortably on the sofa, flipping through the materials she brought.
Seeing An Yining coming in, Qin Mo raised his eyes and looked at her, "Discuss the matter of the press conference with Zhang Li in the afternoon?" β
An Yining sat beside him, tilted his head, rested his head on his shoulder, and put his arms around his arms with both hands, "Well, this matter was determined a year ago, and a press conference will be held directly after the year to save trouble." β
After the Spring Festival, I have to be busy with summer things, and when I think about it, there are really a lot of things that I can't do anymore.
Qin Mo lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on her smooth forehead, and then he put down the Wen JiΓ n in his hand, turned sideways slightly, and landed a light kiss on her forehead.
"Make me happy in vain, it turned out to be a passing." Qin Mo pretended to be sad, and put one leg on the other, "I'm in a bad mood, how do you comfort me?" β
An Yining tilted her face and blinked, "I'll see if it's cracked or broken." As he spoke, his palm pressed against his heart through his coat, "It's fine." β
As soon as her hand was touched, Qin Mo's big hand covered hers, and he looked at her with deep eyes, "Wife, let's go for a lunch break." β
An Yining looked at his face and saw that he looked tired, so he nodded.
He didn't sleep well last night, he must have made trouble after drinking, and took her to the hospital early in the morning, and then went to work.
For no reason, An Yining suddenly felt distressed.
In the lounge room, there is a rectangular sofa with a small area, and a thick blanket is placed on it, which should be Qin Mo's usual use, but now the two of them seem to be a little crowded.
After closing the door, Qin Mo took the lead in lying down, pulling the blanket to cover it, An Yining felt a little embarrassed when she saw this.
"Someone shouldn't be looking for you later, right?"
Although the two have a public relationship, she doesn't feel good about sleeping together in the company.
"They don't dare." Qin Mo leaned sideways and pointed to the position next to him.
Seeing this, An Yining took off her shoes and was about to lie down, but before she could lie down, she was hugged by Qin Mo and wrapped around her hands and feet.
"You tap, I'm almost out of breath." It's too tight.
The two were tightly pressed together, especially their chests, which were a little impenetrable, and this posture was not very comfortable.
Qin Mo's dark eyes stared faintly at the face in front of him, hooked his lips and smiled evilly, "Don't you like this posture, for the queen." β
Ah, An Yining's face turned crimson, and the turbulent picture of this morning appeared in her mind, and the whole person burned.
"You let me go first, I won't be able to sleep later." An Yining propped herself on the sofa with her hands, trying to get up.
Qin Mo didn't show any signs of letting go of her, but instead pressed her head with one hand, his thin lips pressed against the side of her face, and his warm breath spilled along the collar inside, and for a while, the skin above her neck was hot.
"Wife, I love this morning's position."
An Yining glared at him with a blushing face, "Qin Mo, do you still want to take a lunch break?" β
Aren't you sleepy, how can you still have the spirit to discuss this?
I want to join Fei Fei in the office, can I still concentrate on my work later?
Are you sure it's really good to talk about it now?
Qin Mo held her face, "Wife, there are some things that can't be said, they can only be used, and some things need to be communicated. β
An Yining glared, shameless...
Qin Mo hooked his lips and smiled, "This can be very deep." β
Well, and the scenery in front of you, at a glance.
An Yining's face turned red, her eyes dodged, and she was speechless for a while.
Qin Mo, can you be more shameless?
"And." Looking at her crimson face, Qin Mo reached out and touched it, "It's easy to be high." β
As soon as the words fell, An Yining's eyes were closed, and her face was twisted to the side, but she was shouting in her heart: No, shame, shameless, faint soul...
100,000 grass and mud horses were constantly galloping in her heart, and An Yining was about to be unable to stand his such glamorous words, which simply shocked her ears too much...
Suddenly, Qin Mo turned over and put her aside, he still held her, "Sleep." β
The hoarse voice was tired, and after that, Qin Mo didn't move anymore, An Yining opened his eyes and saw that he had closed his eyes.
She blinked, really slept?
This... It's changing too fast, isn't it? -
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