Chapter 140: Give pointers?

He laughed lazily, and his hoarse words fell along with the action of unbuttoning her in his hand:
"I didn't say I didn't like it, I like all your clothes."
Saying: "..."
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It was four o'clock in the afternoon when Yannian woke up.
She was lying on the sofa in Jiang Beiyuan's lounge, her ponytail was loose, and there were still many marks on her body.
After moving, the blanket on his shoulders slipped down.
Her waist and two legs hurt a little, but instead she saw a yellow skirt on the ground, all broken.
His habit is really bad. He likes to tear his clothes when he is excited. Isn't clothes money?
Why does she have so many clothes for him to tear every day?
But there is a clean set of women's clothing on the coffee table, which is pretty good.
It is a high-necked sweater and trousers, the material is very good.
He was thoughtful, and he knew to buy high-necked clothes to cover the strawberry print on her neck.
After Yan Nian got dressed, she sat on the sofa and played with her mobile phone for a while. Jiang Beiyuan hasn't returned yet, so he should be undergoing surgery.
She didn't want to wait anymore, and planned to go back to the flower shop. Anyway, there is still a lot of time to meet in the evening, which is not bad for a while.
I felt something was wrong just to go out.
I don't know what's going on, but the doctors who came and went all pointed and whispered to her.
Yannian pretended not to see anything, and left the hospital all the way to get into a taxi.
The taxi galloped away, and she did not see a woman in a peaked cap hiding behind the back wall of the hospital, with a sinister smile on her lips.
Back to the flower shop, Yan Nian first thing is to look in the mirror.
There is nothing dirty on her face, her hair is not messy, and the prints on her neck are covered by the high collar, so she can't see anything at all.
So what are those people pointing to her? ? ?
Forget it, no matter.
Early the next morning, Yannian's mother Ma Xueyan suddenly came.
It's not cold in Lucheng today, but Ma Xueyan wears three layers inside and three layers outside, with a thermos barrel in his hand, which is also three layers inside and outside.
Yan Nian: "Mom, why are you here so good?"
Ma Xueyan glared dissatisfiedly, "Smelly girl, if you don't go back to see me, I can't come to you yet?"
"What are you holding in your hand?"
"Chicken soup, this pregnant woman just needs—"
"Wait, wait, wait!"
Yan Nian made a pause gesture and glared at He Huaiguang, who was surprised that his mouth could swallow eggs.
"What do you look at, the flower shop takes care of you!"
Then quickly pulled Ma Xueyan into the house.
Ma Xueyan was speechless, "What are you doing here? I made chicken soup for you to replenish your body. See how good I treat you, right?"
"Wait a minute, who said I'm pregnant??"
Hearing this, Ma Xueyan's face was full of unbelievable, and her eyes fell on Yannian's flat stomach.
"Your stomach hasn't moved? It's impossible, I don't think Xiao Jiang is that kind of person."
"amount……"
How should she explain to Ma Xueyan that she and Jiang Beiyuan were both in the window period for a long time.
How could it be possible to get pregnant so quickly now that the love has just begun.
"Mom, I am not pregnant yet, and I will tell you when I become pregnant! Just wait for the news at home. If there is nothing to do, don't come to me!"
"Then this chicken soup—"
"Leave the chicken soup!"
She kept it for Jiang Beiyuan to drink at night. Her husband worked so hard every day and said that he must make up for him.