Song Yiyi was too surprised, her peach blossom eyes opened and looked at him, "What about you?" Are you sure you're alright? ”

Fu Jin glanced at her, "I just recovered, and my body is a little weak." ”

A bit of a void?

Song Yi let out an "oh" and touched Fu Xiaosong's fleshy hand, a little nervous, "Then I won't go to work tomorrow and take care of you at home?" ”

Fu Jin stared at her with sleeping phoenix eyes, "Want to take care of me at home?" ”

Song Yiyi, "......"

Why is it always a little overwhelmed to face him?

For a while, I didn't know what to say, and I had a difficult feeling of heart attack.

After a long time, I breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm also for myself, if your rival comes, you have a mistake, I won't be a little widow?" ”

After saying that, she blushed, what was she talking about!

Damn, has the brain been eaten by a dog?

Fu Jin laughed, "Is this so?" ”

Song Yiyi didn't dare to look at him, looked at Fu Xiaosong.

Fu Jin said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I won't let you become a little widow." ”

Song Yiyi, "......"

It's over, and fireworks start to go off in my head again!

Fu Jin raised his arm and rubbed Fu Xiaosong's long fingers across her cheek, "Sleep, you'll be fine tomorrow." ”

Song Yi shrank his shoulders and didn't dodge, his voice trembling, "That's good." ”

Fu Jin, "But it's okay to go to work, but I have to pick it up." ”

Song Yiyi, "Aren't you physically weak?" ”

Fu Jin, "Tomorrow morning will be worthless." ”

Song Yi's heart was about to explode, "I... I'm sleepy, let's sleep. ”

Fu Jin said "um" in a sexy voice, took the phone, set an alarm clock, and turned off the lights.

The bedroom darkened for a moment, and Song Yiyi felt much better.

Quietly glanced at Fu Jin's direction, couldn't see the outline of his face and facial features, and rubbed his hot face.

Before he asked her if she was afraid?

Do you want to live a normal married life with her?

He took a deep breath and was distracted by something else.

Thinking of Xiao Jiu, my heart is a lot more stable.

However, he said that the child in the photo is not Xiao Jiu, so who is it? It really looks like her.

looked at Fu Jin again, a little nervous.

Little Nine ......

Forget it, she doesn't want to.

……

Early the next morning, Fu Jin got up, glanced at the sleeping Fu Xiaosong and Song Yiyi, rubbed the Adam's apple, and got out of bed.

On the terrace, the morning breeze and the morning sun, the whole villa garden is clothed in a layer of xiaxia clothes, which has a different kind of beauty.

He turned around, his eyes fell on Song Yiyi, and after a long time, he shouted in a sexy and charming voice, "Wife, get up." ”

Song Yi was in a daze, hearing the beautiful voice of a man who can make people pregnant, he opened his eyes, and his peach blossom eyes were still a little foggy.

Turning his head sideways, he wasn't in bed.

He was the one who woke her up just now, right?

Fu Jin said in a low voice, "This way." ”

Song Yi looked for prestige, a handsome and good-looking man, in the morning light and morning glow, that knife-like handsome face, sword eyebrows, sleeping phoenix eyes......

It seems to be all glowing, with a strong hormonal light!

The thin lips pouted with a touch of uninhibited bewitchment, just so far away, the ascetic and seductive breath came to the face, there was a thrilling feeling, her heart beat like a drum, hit her whole body soft, hit her palms sweating.

Fu Jin raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, "It's seven o'clock." ”

Song Yi let out an "oh" before he realized that he had stared at him for a long time, and quickly got up, his face flushed with embarrassment.

Does she look too?

Is it the happiness or sorrow of Yan Dog?

Got up and ran to the bathroom!