Anze hugged Cheng Beibei, clasped his big hands firmly on her waist, lowered his head and kissed Cheng Beibei's smiling lips to relieve his lovesickness...

Cheng Beibei's body twisted for just a moment. When Anze lowered his head and kissed her lips, he put his hands around Anze's neck and leaned into Anze's arms. On the sofa, the two of them were close to each other.

Together, the lips are stuck together, inseparable. The suffocating kiss sweeps across every part of the lips, leaving Anze's breath everywhere.

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three days later

"Belle..."

Qiao's mother opened the door and walked in. She looked at Shabelle who had gotten up from the bed and was standing by the window, looking quietly at the door downstairs.

That expression, that look in her eyes made Qiao’s mother feel nervous...

Holding the soup in his hand, he walked over.

When Shabei'er heard Mama Qiao's voice, she turned her head...

"Mom Qiao."

Stepping forward, we headed towards Mama Qiao to greet...

"Why don't you lie down in bed and have a good rest? The doctor said you lost too much blood and need to rest for half a month before you can get out of bed."

"I'm fine. I'm almost frozen in bed."

Shabei'er shook her head at Qiao's mother, and then sat on the sofa beside her with Qiao's support. She reached out and took the soup handed over by Qiao's mother. These days, Qiao's mother has taken good care of her, and the one named Feng Shao

The man... never appeared again...

With a somewhat gloomy look in her eyes, Shabelle drank the soup, feeling an increasingly bitter taste in her throat...

Shabelle drank the large bowl of soup brought by Qiao's mother and put down the bowl...

"Mom Qiao, thank you."

"Silly boy."

Mother Qiao touched Shabelle's silky long hair, with a look of pain in her eyes. Holding the bowl in her hand, she was about to get up and go downstairs. She seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Shabelle looking a little distracted, and then gave the bowl in her hand to

Put it down, then looked at Sha Bei'er and said: "Bi'er, you and Feng Shao... have known each other before?"

Words of temptation…

Shabei'er pursed her lips, knowing that since Feng Shao came, Qiao's mother was very curious about Feng Shao and herself. Coupled with her own reaction, it was difficult not to remind Qiao's mother of something, but...

"Mom Qiao, I'm sorry..."

She is not even sure whether he will approve of the child in her belly, let alone what he meant when he just dropped two sentences that day... 13acv.

"Hey, you silly boy. Be good and lie down on the bed."

"good."

Shabelle nodded obediently, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down. After closing her eyes, Qiao's mother turned and left. When she heard the door closing, Shabelle slowly opened her eyes again. Her hands were conditional.

Reflexively, he touched his lower abdomen, gently rubbed his abdomen, and murmured: "Baby, daddy won't want you, right?"

A somewhat fragile voice, with uncertainty and a trace of unconcealable sadness...

From Qiao Ma's hesitant words and eyes, from Mr. Leng's attitude towards him that day, from the small amount of information I found, I already know what kind of identity he is. From the joy at the beginning to the worry, fear and timidity, no matter how

I don’t know what he is thinking, and I don’t know how he will deal with the existence of this child...

If he doesn't want...

"Baby, you are mine..."

She gently caressed her lower abdomen with her hands, and could already truly feel her presence. That feeling of close connection was already the most important part of her life, and she couldn't let it go.

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"Grandpa, grandma."

After receiving the call from Qiu Yuan, Anze drove to City C and parked the car outside the Qiu family mansion.

"Ozawa, Beibei, come in quickly."

Lan Yuan took Cheng Beibei's hand and walked in...

Qiu Ze was in the company, and Qin Ziyan knew that Anze and Cheng Beibei were coming today, so she sent her two children over early in the morning. When the two children saw Anze, they called them brother and sister in admiration.

Cheng Beibei was in the garden downstairs, and two children were playing around. Cheng Beibei, Lan Yuan, and Qin Ziyan were chatting.

Anze and Qiu Yuan went upstairs and entered the study together...

After walking into the study with Qiu Yuan, Anze closed the study door...

"grandfather."

"Well, sit down and talk."

Qiu Yuan looked at the child he was satisfied with. Although he was not his own grandson, he loved him no less than his own grandson. Such an outstanding child made him proud.

Especially this time in dealing with the terrorists who escaped a few years ago. Although they teamed up with the underworld, the superiors were very satisfied with this deployment. This also made Qiu Yuan very proud. He was indeed a child he valued.

, let him grow a face...

"Have you thought it through?"

"Um."

"Next month, you will help grandpa train a group of people for a month."

"good."

Anze nodded and was about to talk to Qiu Yuan about this matter, but he didn't expect that Qiu Yuan had already arranged it for him.

Next, Anze and Qiu Yuan had a very speculative talk in the study. Downstairs, Cheng Beibei helped Qin Ziyan...

In the afternoon, on the way back, Cheng Beibei sat in the passenger seat and looked at Anze's profile. After receiving a call from Qiu Yuan, it happened to be the weekend, so the two of them came over together. Today, Anze and Qiu Yuan

We chatted upstairs for a long time. Looking at Anze's expression, although it didn't fluctuate much, he was obviously in a good mood...

When I got home, Fangli Beibei fell into Anze's arms.

"Beibei, next month I will go to the army to train a group of new recruits."

"Smelly Anze, don't you no longer have to leave for ten days and a half months from time to time?"

Cheng Beibei looked at Anze, although he didn't say anything... but...

"Um."

After the special training next month, there will be an exercise between the Western Military Region and the Military Region here, and he was originally planning to use this time to gain a foothold in the army. Qiu Yuan gave him a good opportunity, and this time the special training was

It is to let him establish his authority in the army.

"Stinky Anze."

Cheng Beibei threw herself into Anze's arms and rubbed Anze happily, her anxious heart finally letting go...

Anze hugged Cheng Beibei. Regarding Feng Qingyu, what Feng Qingyu said to him when leaving Sicily made him tighten his arms and hold Cheng Beibei in his arms.

Hug him tighter.

Regarding Feng Qingyu's injury this time, he and Feng Qingyu had the same idea, that is, they wanted to hide it from Beibei...

Although Feng Qingyu said that he was protecting Beibei, Anze knew very well that he owed Feng Qingyu...

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city ​​a

Jardine Garden

The most famous restaurant in City A. The chefs here are famously arrogant. They only serve twenty tables every day, and this arrogance is still the most famous restaurant in City A. No one has ever dared to cause trouble for Yiheyuan.

Everyone knows how hard the backstage of this restaurant is.

Fu Jinyu was sitting in the box, looking at the woman sitting opposite. She had just returned from abroad, with a perfect and exquisite appearance, and there was no flaw in her appearance. Sitting opposite him, she was drinking tea elegantly, but that cast a shadow on her.

The eyes on him seemed like they wanted to devour him.

This is already the third chance encounter he has had in half a month since he came back, and the person he meets each time is different. If it were before, he wouldn't mind letting such a chance encounter turn into an affair. Anyway, he can sit here.

The purpose of a woman is not to throw herself into someone else's arms in order to achieve her own goals...

As for him, he will not eat anything that comes to his door. When the time comes, he will not be able to achieve his goal after being eaten, and it will not be him who vomits to death...

But now, he felt nauseated by the scent in front of him that he had previously called charming.

He stood up without any dignity, turned around and left without saying a word. He closed the door and left the livid-faced woman behind him.

After driving and returning home, it was rare today that I saw a busy man sitting on the sofa in the living room. And the woman sitting next to him was his future wife, Qiu Minghui, who should be called his stepmother.

"stop."

The figure who was heading upstairs was stopped by Fu Weiguo. The words he spat out were calm, but his eyes were sharp.

"Is something wrong?"

Fu Jinyu stood still and looked at the man who remained unfazed, the man who held the power to turn clouds into rain.
To be continued...