Song Yiqing got out of her busy work and returned home with her tiredness.

Thinking of what Lai Xingcheng said about Wang Chao during the day, she decided to wait for Fang Huai'an to come back and ask clearly.

Fang Huai'an didn't return for a long time, she washed up and lay on the bed and began to count the sheep.

When the little white sheep counted to the second hundred, the bedroom door rang, and Fang Huai'an came back from outside.

"Haven't slept yet?"

"Waiting for you......"

Song Yiqing was wearing cotton pajamas, and her decent long sleeves outlined her bumpy figure.

She folded her hands behind her back, leaning back, her sleepy eyes revealing a little confusion.

Those ambiguous three words hit Fang Huai'an's heart.

His throat was dry and hoarse, and his throat was pounding: "Wait for me, I'll wash first." ”

Song Yiqing's body instinctively played a clever role, and his burning eyes seemed to set her on fire.

Within five minutes, Fang Huaian came out of the bathroom. The water stains on his hair were not dry, dripping down his cheeks and onto the floor.

He only wore half a bath towel, and his upper body was exposed, and the angular muscles could be seen.

Beautiful man out of the bath, but that's it.

Song Yiqing's face was hot, she originally wanted to ask about Wang Chao.

As if he had misunderstood, he knelt on the bed on one leg, his hands propped up, trapping her in the crook of his arm.

"Xiaoqing ......"

Song Yiqing put her hands on her chest and said very sadly: "Wait a minute, I have something to ask you......"

Fang Huai'an leaned over and blocked her lips and swallowed all her next words into his mouth.

Song Yiqing couldn't resist it, and turned into a puddle of water under him in three or two rounds, allowing him to do evil.

The bed in the compound was a little old, and it squeaked, creaked, creaked with the movements of the two of them.

Song Yiqing tossed to the end, she couldn't even open her eyelids, she could only whimper and beg for mercy.

Fang Huai'an was in high spirits, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

He leaned into her ear and drank a cloud of heat: "Didn't you say that you had something to ask me?" ”

Song Yiqing was fascinated and just wanted to close her eyes to replenish her energy.

Fang Huai smiled contentedly, pinned the broken hair on her forehead behind her ear, and kissed her pink cheek.

The sunlight shone into the room again, Song Yiqing's waist and legs were sore, and her indulgence was excessive, causing her throat to be dry and itchy, and she was physically and mentally exhausted.

A handsome face in front of him gradually enlarged: "Are you awake?" ”

Fang Huai'an leaned sideways, he was not wearing pajamas, revealing a large piece of pectoral muscles, and there were dots and marks on it, all of which were good things she did last night.

He smiled at Song Yiqing, Song Yiqing only felt that he was using a beautiful man's trick, and wanted her to not be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

She silently recited the mantra in her heart: "Not busy today? ”

She wanted to ask him why he didn't go to work, but it sounded like a flirtatious question, so she asked instead.

Fang Huai'an sat up: "I'm not busy." ”

It's not that he's not busy, he's just greedy for the temperature in the bed and the soft beauty in his arms.

It is said that the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, and the king will not be early from then on. This kind of happiness, he finally felt.

Song Yiqing's mind kept replaying the embarrassing picture of last night, and her face became pink again.

She forced herself not to get into her brain, and quickly changed the topic: "Wang is out of the question, did you do it?" ”

She asked bluntly, and there was a hint of stiffness in Fang Huai'an's angular back.

The body's responses tend to be more honest than words.

Song Yiqing grasped his change, picked up the pajamas scattered next to him, and put them on his body.

"You're doing the right thing, aren't you?"

She was obviously asking, but her tone was surprisingly affirmative.

Fang Huai'an's mouth pursed into a line: "He bullied you, of course I can't watch you being bullied." ”

So he doubled down on justice for him.

Song Yiqing burst into tears and laughed: "It's really you!" ”

After hearing what Wang Chao did in the hotel, she wanted to die for him, and his ex-wife administered justice.

Fang Huai'an did what she wanted to do, and she was really happy.

I thought she would reprimand herself, but seeing her smiling heartily, it seemed that she was thinking too much.

Song Yiqing wrapped her arms around his neck: "Well done!" But will it hurt you? ”

She was worried that Wang Chaogou jumped over the wall to call the police, in case he left clues and implicated him, it would directly affect his work.

"He didn't dare."

He had hidden so many gold bars and dollars at home, and when he investigated it, he was the first to be implicated.

Even if he was willing to call the police, he and Qi Xun did not leave any fingerprints and footprints at the scene, including voices.

The probability of the escape route being identified is basically zero.

Song Yiqing nodded, Fang Huai'an has always been rigorous in her work, and she doesn't need to worry.

She was staggering about to have breakfast when the phone rang at home.

"Hey, hello."

"Song Yiqing! Didn't you ask me to try on a wedding dress at 8 o'clock? What about you? ”

Lu Xiaoman's roar came from the phone, and Song Yiqing remembered that she had promised her to see the wedding dress today.

She looked up at the clock on the wall, and it was already 8:15.

She was 15 minutes late and had a pregnant woman wait for her for 15 minutes.

Fang Huai'an was cooking noodles in the kitchen, and before the two of them had breakfast, they heard Song Yiqing shouting while running: "Huai'an, I asked Xiaoman to try on the wedding dress, I'm late!" Don't eat it yet! ”

He poked his head out of the kitchen, and she was nowhere to be seen in the room.

He shook his head helplessly.

Song Yiqing ran all the way downstairs and got into the car waiting for her downstairs.

Fortunately, the distance between the two was less than 500 meters, and she was 20 minutes late.

The weather outside was a little cold, and Lu Xiaoman wore a thick down jacket and kept pacing on the side of the road.

Song Yiqing looked apologetic: "Xiaoman, I'm sorry, I'm late, get in the car!" ”

Lu Xiaoman's little face was red from the cold, and after getting into the car, he patted his head: "Song Yiqing, I almost froze to death!" One corpse, two lives! ”

She said exaggeratedly, Song Yiqing bowed her head and apologized: "Don't you old man, then Qi Xun can't ask me for his life!" ”

Lu Xiaoman pretended to lock her neck with cold hands: "Give me back my life......"

Song Yiqing was made by her trouble, and she leaned back and laughed.

"Alright, alright! Stop laughing, laughing makes my stomach hurt. ”

Lu Xiaoman stroked her belly, the month was too small, her belly was not bulging yet, but she could already feel the presence of this little guy.

Infected by her laughter, the little one in her belly seemed to be jumping and jumping.

Song Yiqing grabbed her arm and put her cold hands in her hands: "Blame me!" If Qi Jun knew that his dear wife had been waiting on the side of the road for 20 minutes, he wouldn't know how to feel distressed! ”

Lu Xiaoman rolled his eyes: "I won't tell him this kind of thing!" ”

He is so careful, he will definitely be angry!