Fairy. Ran: [I heard my husband say that Mr. Wen stayed up two all-nighters and rushed back, judging from my experience as a person who came over, it is estimated that he will not be able to get up so quickly, hahahaha......]

Rong Yan: "......"

The pot calling the kettle black!

Rong Yan changed her notes according to their format.

Fairy. Smoke: [Tell me a secret, my phone broke and just repaired it.] 】

Zhao Nuan replied in seconds, [The battle is too fierce and broken? Did you use the shirt I gave you to play? curious.ipg]

Rong Yan: "......"

She doesn't really want to pay attention to Zhao Nuan now.

Shen Qingran laughed when he saw the information in the group, and Xie Heng on the side was taken aback, pretending to drink tea calmly, watching her hold her mobile phone and laughing happily, crackling and typing.

Fairy. Ran: [I'll just say, these stinky men like this, do you want me to recommend a few to you to enhance your relationship as a husband and wife.] 】

Rong Yan: "......"

She didn't even want to pay attention to Shen Qingran now.

Will quitting this group affect the relationship between girlfriends?

Rong Yan simply pretended to be an ostrich, but they were still teasing her in the group, and they had no choice but to use a trick.

@仙女. Nuan: [Do you still want to get off the list? ] 】

Zhao Nuan closed the microphone for a second.

@仙女. Ran: [Do you remember the "princess head" you cut when you were a child? I think your husband must be very interested, I have pictures here! 】

Shen Qingran may not remember what she thinks, but it was her black history, she was stupid and cut her hair by herself, cut it messily, and knocked out her front teeth at that time.

As a delicate princess, Shen Qingran destroyed all the photos after being sensible.

Fairy. Ran: [Why do you still have ??!! Hurry up and hand over the photos, or you will break off the relationship for a month! 】

Fairy. Smoke: [Then let's break off the friendship for a month.] 】

Shen Qingran was about to explode, lying on the sofa and pounding the pillow to let it out.

Xie Heng was taken aback again.

It's so uncertain, it shouldn't be pregnant.

As soon as this thought came out, Xie Heng was full of joy, he put down the teacup and walked to Shen Qingran's side, "Wife, don't be angry, pay attention to your emotions." ”

He tried hard to smooth his hair, and soon coaxed his kissing wife to be happy, and took the opportunity to ask, "Do you feel sick and sick to your stomach?" Why don't we wait for Rong Yan to go to work tomorrow and go to her hospital for a check-up? ”

"Why do you do the test?"

Xie Heng carefully touched her flat little belly, "According to my observation, you are most likely pregnant, and you were so tired last night, I don't know if it hurt our baby." ”

Looking at his smirk, Shen Qingran felt that he had a brain disease, "Husband, I don't think we should go to the obstetrics and gynecology department, we should go to the brain department to register." ”

"Huh?"

Shen Qingran raised the pillow and hit him violently, "You are just pregnant......"

Dog man, now that she is at her most beautiful, don't you know that what she is most afraid of is having a baby at this time?

I also dared to ask her to go to the hospital for examination.

Xie Heng was beaten and didn't dare to hide, "Wife, don't fight, I was wrong, you are not pregnant, it is me who is pregnant, I am ......"

…..

In the bathroom, standing in front of the sink, looking up at himself in the mirror, his eyes were slightly swollen, and he remembered the picture of crying in the bathtub last night and begging for warmth.

The temperature on his face rose, and his fair and delicate face was dyed red, so he washed his face with cold water with his hands and forcibly lowered the temperature.

After a simple wash, he went downstairs, and Rong Yan dialed the phone to ask Aunt Xiang to come over.

On weekdays, the maids at home rarely appear here, so try not to disturb them, unless she calls Wen Jingchu to call them.

The maid at home had already prepared lunch, and when she saw that Rong Yan didn't get up for a long time, she guessed why

What's more, before Mr. went out, he was like a spring breeze, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"Ma'am, do you want to dine now?"

Rong Yan nodded, "What about sir?" Out of the house? ”

I didn't leave a message for her, and I couldn't see his figure, so I didn't know where he went.

"Mr. went out at about eleven o'clock, went to his wife's mother's house to have lunch with Mr. Rong, and explained that he would come back at about two or three o'clock."

It was as if the bedside table cup was pressed with a small note, and she didn't take it.

I was going to go back to dinner with my grandfather tonight.

The dog man may still have a little conscience, and he can't bear to let her run around again in the afternoon, so he went back to the Rong family's old house to have lunch with his grandfather first.

Forget it, she has to go home before the wedding anyway, and the wedding date is close, and she doesn't have the strength to sit back and forth for two or three hours now.

Aunt Xiang asked someone to bring out the prepared lunch.

She opened the stew pot and filled half a bowl for Rong Yan, "Madam, this is the black chicken soup that Mr. specially let us stew, saying that it is for you to replenish your body." ”

Aunt Xiang had also worked in other people's families before, and she was also from a wealthy family, so she only came here five years ago, and she was also quite famous in this industry because of her outstanding ability.

Wen Jingchu invited her here not to simply take care of food and daily life, but to manage large and small things, and be regarded as a housekeeper and take care of other servants under him.

The husband was very attentive to his wife, and the husband and wife were in love and harmony, which was only beneficial to those of them who worked in the house.

The family where she worked before, the young couple got married out of a business marriage.

These two people often quarrel when they play their own games, a small quarrel in two days, a big quarrel in three days, and they will drop things when they quarrel fiercely.

It's also a bad idea to work there.

After working for so many years, I have seen a lot of couples get along.

Now that Mr. and Mrs. are newly married, the relationship is naturally good.

Aunt Xiang is at this age, she is a person who has come over, she must understand what Wen Jingchu means by this, and Rong Yan's face burned again.

"Aunt Xiang, I'll just come by myself, you can get busy."

Aunt Xiang smiled, and also understood that Mrs. was a thin-faced person and was easily shy, "Okay, call us if necessary." ”

"Hmm."

Rong Yan drank the soup, and there was a hint of sweetness in his heart.

On second thought, the soup was not stewed by him.

It's just that there is something so touching about such an order, which makes Wen Jingchu think that she is so coaxing, and he has no scruples about tossing her to death in the future.

Wen Jingchu arrived home at about three o'clock, and asked the maid at home that Rong Yan had gotten up for lunch, but when she returned to the room, she was nowhere to be seen.

Walking out of the bedroom door, Wen Jingchu's eyes fell on the passage on the left.

A few days after he was on a business trip, Rong Yan mentioned to him that she would convert the collection room on the second floor into her meditation room.

The collection room is located at the corner of the right turn at the end of the passage on the second floor, and the windowsill is opposite to the corner of the garden, planted with several trees, and the leaves extend to the window.

After looking around the empty house at home and not finding a suitable meditation room, Xiang listened to her idea and asked her to look at this collection room.

Rong Yan took a fancy to this one at a glance.

Wen Jingchu likes to collect all kinds of antique treasures, and there are several collection rooms on the second floor, so she asked if she could vacate this one for her to change into a meditation room.

The door was not closed, and Rong Yan was packing up her Buddhist books inside.

There are a lot of books related to Buddhism on the bookshelf in Mr. Rong's study, and Rong Yan sent them a few days ago.

This meditation room is very large, and Rong Yan wants to use it as a study room, so as not to waste such a large space.

Hearing footsteps, Rong Yan turned his head to look out the door.