Admit your mistake

Author: Sicilian Fish

"Remember the scoring system we talked about before? If I knew something and didn't report it, you can deduct points from me, and I will make up the points in the future. Or you can punish me now."

Qiu Ying remained silent, and Ye Yifan became a little anxious: "Honey, I accept the punishment. Don't ignore me."

She originally didn't want to delve into this matter, she just wanted to hear his explanation and see his attitude of admitting his mistake.

He is a person engaged in scientific research. In order to convince himself, he even used fate and destiny, which proved that he was eager to admit his mistake.

At this moment, it is the best time to make a request. Let's make a request carefully: "Then let Chunya come over and accompany me."

He frowned: "No, Chunya can't control you. Don't be busy thinking about that every day."

She raised her eyebrows, lowered her head, and bit his ear with her lips: "No, I promise to be the same as when Aunt Li was at home."

After her pregnancy, her skin got better. She was as fair and translucent as a porcelain doll, her almond-shaped eyes were as bright as silk, and her pouty lips were delicate and red.

She was acting coquettishly at the moment, like a charming little fox.

"Okay." He sank in, his breathing became hot, he held her face in his hands, kissed her tender lips, and outlined the shape of her lips bit by bit. The kiss was lingering and long.

"Promise me that you must be obedient. And you must make sure Aunt Li does it until the end of the month."

"Okay, I want to write a script. Can I write it in a notebook?"

"You can't write for more than two hours a day. You can write for half an hour and then get up and rest for half an hour. Can you do it?"

"Can."

In the afternoon, Blues Pregnancy Yoga Studio.

"Mrs. Ye, these yoga clothes were chosen by Mr. Ye for you. They are all washed and disinfected. You can choose any one you like."

Coach Chen of the yoga studio, she is not only the owner of the yoga studio, but also the most famous yoga instructor.

Qiu Ying chose a set of macaron-colored yoga clothes, with a half vest on top, peach pants on the bottom, and two braids.

There were a total of five pregnant women in this experience class, which was held in a relatively small yoga room.

Next to it is a large yoga room that can accommodate 30 people at the same time. The outdoor sofas are filled with men accompanying their wives, most of whom are sitting with their heads down and playing with their mobile phones.

Ye Yifan can be said to be the one among the men who watches his wife's movements most carefully.

"Holy crap, is this a pregnant woman? Her waist is as thin as a water snake." A man in a white jacket sitting in front of Ye Yifan said to the man in a blue suit next to him.

The man in the blue suit followed the gaze of the man in the white jacket and whispered, "These breasts must be 34D!"

"She looks quite innocent," the blue suit added.

"Tie a braid to make you look pure, those eyebrows, those eyes, especially those lips...tsk, tsk, tsk," the man in the white jacket looked envious.

Ye Yifan looked around. Among the pregnant women here, only Qiu Ying was wearing braids.

Hearing the two men discussing his wife, he clenched his fists involuntarily.

"How could her husband be willing to let her get pregnant so early?"

"That's right, if it were me, I would sleep with her for at least another two years."

The two men continued to talk nonsense.

When he was about to raise his fist, Qiu Ying smiled at him.

After ten minutes of yoga, her porcelain-like skin was covered with a thin layer of red light, her smile looked sweeter, and her mouth was red and tender.

He had kissed this mouth countless times, and now he still had the urge to run over and kiss her immediately.
Chapter completed!