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In these 20 days, in order not to let Tsering Bian Zhen play too tired, Meilang Dorjee only arranged to go to one place every day, and later went to Haikou for a walk.

On the 21st, after visiting the Tropical Marine Zoo, Tsering Bian Zhen and Meilang Dorjee came to the last stop of the itinerary - Xinglong Tropical Botanical Garden, and bought a lot of pure Hainan specialties such as pepper, coconut sugar, cocoa coconut milk, etc., divided into several boxes and packed them as gifts, ready to bring to their relatives at home and the company's brothers and sisters.

After dinner, the moon sprinkles the soft light on Yalong Bay, a different kind of world, huge coconut palms and palm trees swaying in the wind against the background of colorful street lamps, swaying, graceful, and unique.

Tsering Bian Zhen and Meilang Dorjee walked barefoot on the clean beach, looking at the fishing fire in the distance and listening to the wind and waves, and the fatigue of the day suddenly disappeared.

"It's so comfortable, wow, it's so comfortable!" Tsering Bian Zhen liked the strange feeling of the soft sand filling her feet, and cheered loudly from time to time. "If there was such a sea and such a beach in Kunming, how nice it would be!"

Tsering Bian Zhen took a few steps forward, and suddenly felt a convulsion in his stomach, the sour taste rolled, straight to his throat, so he took a few steps forward, bent over and bent his knees, supported the coconut tree with his left hand, pressed his stomach with his right hand, and spit on the ground with a few "uh-oh, uh-oh" a few times and a few blinks.

"What's wrong with you? Could it be that you haven't eaten well and eaten unhygienically?" Meilang Dorjee hurriedly ran over, holding her trembling delicate body with one hand, and patting her shoulder moderately hard with the other hand to relieve the pain of her vomiting, "It may also be a cold...... Oops, how can this be, it must be very uncomfortable, vomit, vomit, vomit is better. ”

Meilang Dorjee secretly wondered in his heart, the Mangrove Hotel is a standard five-star, the catering facilities and services are first-class, and the sanitary conditions are absolutely impossible to be sloppy.

Out of curiosity, Tsering Bian Zhen will change the taste every night, taste Western food, Chinese food, and Thai food, and praise the color and aroma of various cuisines, and feel refreshed, and do not forget to pour a few glasses of beer to help the fun.

The sanitary conditions are fine, and her appetite is very good, how can she vomit?

Oh, yes! I guess it was caused by pineapples or durians bought at roadside stalls during the day. As a young girl, Tsering Bian Zhen has a natural preference for snacks and fruits, and has not tasted the species, looking at its color is green and verdant, and the meat is thick, so it is naturally very coveted, and it is improvised to buy it, and eat while walking.

"Your girls' bodies are not as resistant as our men's, no matter how tempting things on the side of the road look in the future, it's better to eat less," Meilang Dorjee patted her crisp shoulder at a faster pace, and said lovingly, "Even if you want to eat, you have to hold back, and it's not too late to take it back to the hotel and disinfect it with salt water before enjoying it." ”

Tsering Bian Zhen then vomited for a while, took the tissue handed by Meilang Dorjee, slowly straightened his waist, wiped his mouth clean, and then wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, panting heavily.

"Alright, alright, finally not. Alas, alas, alas, it's so uncomfortable," Tsering Bian Zhen opened his sour eyes, only to see the hazy shadow of Meilang Dorjee flashing in front of him, "Okay, let's go back to the hotel." It's windy, and I can't catch a cold. ”

Meilang Dorjee took Tsering Bianzhen's arm, returned to the hotel, settled her on the sofa and sat down to rest, then hurriedly walked to the bathroom, drenched the towel with warm water, and was about to turn around and go out to wipe her face, but Tsering Bianzhen covered her mouth again, hurriedly broke in, and vomited again in front of the washbasin, which made Meilang Dorjee in a hurry.

"Look at your painful appearance, remember not to eat anything on the side of the road in the future!" Meilang Dorjee carefully wiped her sweaty forehead with a wet towel, feeling distressed, and kept patting her back, "Try to spit it out, and then rest and rest, I will call the doctor to check it, I'm afraid it's food poisoning." ”

After spitting it out, Tsering Bian Zhen raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror, with a burst of surprise and excitement in his heart, and suddenly his face was flushed, and it was difficult to hide his shyness.

"Don't look for a doctor, it's useless to have a doctor," Tsering Bian Zhen wiped the stains on the corners of his mouth with a towel, and put his head obliquely on Meilang Dorjee's chest, "This matter has nothing to do with others, it's just a private matter between us, don't let anyone get involved." ”

Meilang Dorjee was stunned, looking confused, and looked at Tsering Bian Zhen suspiciously, not knowing what she meant.

"You're so stupid, so stupid, I've never seen a man as stupid as you in the world," Tsering Bian Zhen smiled shyly, wrapped his arms around Meilang Dorjee's waist, raised his head, flashed his big watery eyes, and said happily and proudly: "I'm pregnant!

"Ah, really, I'm going to be a father, I have a child of my own?" Meilang Dorjee hugged Tsering Bianzhen's light and soft waist hard, his pupils dilated with excitement, and his face was shining. "Great, great, I'm going to be a father, I'm so happy, I have my own child!"

Then, Meilang Dorjee carefully picked up Tsering Bian Zhen, walked out of the bathroom, put her on the sofa, hugged her tightly, didn't speak for a long time, just quietly listened to her rapid breathing, felt her slight trembling, and sucked her fresh body fragrance.

"However, we are not married yet, what will we do when we go back?" After calming down, Meilang Dorjee suddenly remembered this incident.

He stroked Tsering Bian Zhen's beautiful and delicate face and straight and smooth nose, and said very seriously, "This good news came too suddenly! I never thought that we would have a child so soon." ”

"yes, I don't know what to do. What I'm most worried about now is that I don't know what my brother will think," Tsering Bian Zhen deliberately pretended to be helpless, pursed his eyes, and secretly observed Meilang Dorjee's reaction, "If my brother doesn't agree to our marriage, then, what will happen to the child in my womb......?

"No, you must give birth! You don't have other ideas," Meilang Dorjee said in a resolute tone, with a clear attitude, and his emotions were very high: "We must give birth to the child, and we must educate and train him well, this is our responsibility." After returning to Kunming, I will propose to you, and implore your parents and Chairman Gesang Dunzhu to agree to marry me. ”

Tsering Bian Zhen looked at Meilang Dorjee steadily, his eyes flickering in confusion: "What if they don't agree?"

"I will do my best to do my work, and I will do whatever it takes," Meilang Duoji paused, and the expression on his face became more resolute and firm: "As long as they agree, tell me to go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, I will do everything without regrets." ”

Meilang Dorjee's affectionate confession and promise made Tsering Bian Zhen's heart moved.

She stood up, kissed Meilang Dorjee affectionately, and said softly: "My brother has agreed a long time ago, and my Abba and Aunt agreed back then." You big fool!"

Meilang Dorjee was taken aback: "Really?"

"Why should I lie to you?" Tsering Bian Zhen stretched out his slender finger and tapped the tip of Meilang Dorjee's nose: "Moreover, my brother also told me something about you. ”

"What's the matter?" asked Meilang Dorjee anxiously. "Is it because I haven't done my job well and I'm waiting to be criticized?"

Tsering Bian Zhen nodded at him again, smiling like a flower, and his face was bright: "You complete fool! It's a great joy about you." ”

Meilang Dorjee scratched his head, his eyebrows locked slightly: "We already have children, this is the biggest joy, what is more joyful than this?"

"My brother will transfer you back to the headquarters in three months, and first serve as the assistant to the president," Tsering Bian Zhen twisted on his face: "The board of directors will be held in March next year, and President Wan Jinhe will hire you as the vice president of the group company." ”

"Oh my God—that's great. ”

Meilang Dorjee raised his head and cheered, so excited that he couldn't control himself, he threw himself on the bed and rolled several times in succession.