An Zhisu was lying comfortably on the chaise longue, enjoying Ye Lancheng's foot massage. Her belly was already six and a half months old. In the third trimester of pregnancy, edema appeared in both legs and feet. She had to have a massage every night, otherwise the second
The sky will become horribly swollen.
Ye Lancheng never did this task in the hands of others. Although he had returned to work in Shengshi, he never participated in social activities in the evening. He came home from work on time to have dinner with his young wife and give her a massage.
At first, there was really no technique to speak of. An Zhisu was very uncomfortable with the massage, and he was clamoring to go outside to find a massage technician. Ye Lancheng was not willing to let others touch his little wife's feet, so he hired a technician to teach him.
God learned it.
Not only do I massage the soles of my little wife’s feet every night, I also wash my little wife’s hair every now and then. I also accompany my little wife to practice pregnancy yoga twice a week. I even help her apply anti-pregnancy oil every day. I’m so busy.
Feeling dizzy, but enjoying it.
After massaging her soles, she washed her hands and came back to oil her little wife. An Zhisu became a queen, and she was also Wu Zetian, dictatorial and domineering, able to lift Ye Lancheng's nose to heaven.
Ye Lancheng skillfully applied oil on his little wife's round belly. The little wife's belly was really very big. It was only six and a half months old and it was already the same size as when a single child was about to be born. The belly was stretched so much that it became a little transparent.
You can see distinct blood vessels.
Ye Lancheng felt very distressed and gently massaged her belly. Fortunately, there were no stretch marks on her belly yet, otherwise the little wife would have cried. She loved beauty so much that she cried to death when she saw her belly looked like a melon.
"Ouch!" When An Zhisu was enjoying Ye Lancheng's service, the little guy in his belly kicked up and accurately hit Ye Lancheng's palm.
Ye Lancheng also clearly felt the strength of the little feet. He couldn't help but laugh and hit back, warning: "Be honest, you will be tortured."
The unborn little guy couldn't figure out his father's temper and how he was willing to obey. The more Ye Lancheng told him to be honest, the more he would make a fuss in his stomach. He kicked him hard with his little feet and waved his two little fists.
He looked like he was about to come out and have a fight with Ye Lancheng.
An Zhisu ouched and laughed: "Haha, Ah Cheng, your son doesn't listen to you."
"Wait until you come out and see how I deal with him." Ye Lancheng couldn't do anything about the little guy now, but he had already accounted for him.
An Zhisu laughed so hard that he touched the noisy little guy and said, "Little one, do you hear that? If you don't behave honestly, your dad will beat you."
I don't know if An Zhisu's words had any effect, but the little guy slowly calmed down, and even gently touched his mother's palm with his foot, as if seeking shelter.
An Zhisu felt that this son was too cunning and a bit tricky. He knew how to please his parents, knew when to make a fuss, and knew when to restrain himself. His IQ was just like his father's.
"People say that twins have completely opposite personalities. I didn't believe it before, but I do now. The personalities of our two families are very different." An Zhisu said, touching the little guy who was already honest.
Ye Lancheng touched the oil for her, wiped it with a clean towel, then carried her to the bed, kissed her lips and said, "Who gave him a lively and active mother?"
"What's wrong with being lively and active? You don't like it?" An Zhisu hooked his neck and smiled seductively and charmingly.
Ye Lancheng's eyes deepened. Ever since his wife became pregnant, he had rarely touched her. The belly was too big and he was worried about the danger. He tried his best to endure it every time. If he couldn't help it, he would solve it himself.
But the little wife likes to provoke him every time, as if she wants to see his jokes deliberately. Ye Lancheng can't do anything to her. When he really makes him anxious, he takes her hand to help him soothe him. After a few times, the little wife becomes honest.
Already.
"What? Your hands are not sore anymore?" He was wrapped around her neck, and the distance between them was so close that his breath could hit her face, and he could smell her scent.
An Zhisu drew his neck a little closer, and their foreheads were pressed together, and their breathing was mixed together: "How about... do it once?"
Her voice was filled with endless magic, making Ye Lancheng willing to accompany her to hell and eternal reincarnation. He kissed her lips, gently turned her over, and let her lie on her side in his arms.
His kisses spread to her cheeks, her earlobes, and her slender neck.
…
Half a month later.
The wedding of Xia Jingze and Song Jiaren came as scheduled with everyone's expectations. The wedding venue was chosen in a European-style castle, and the decoration of the scene was all done by Xia's mother. It was very fairy tale, dreamy, and beautiful.
Song Jiaren wore the wedding dress designed by An Zhisu. The wedding dress matched the style of the wedding perfectly. The long veil trailed behind her like a mermaid's tail. She slowly walked towards Xia Jingze following the colorful bubbles in the sky, just like
In the fairy tale, the princess walks towards her prince, which is extremely beautiful.
The priest presided over the wedding for them. The handsome groom and the beautiful bride exchanged rings and kissed each other in the presence of relatives and friends, making a promise to be together for the rest of their lives.
When Song Jiaren threw the bouquet, all the single women present ran to grab it, but in the end the bouquet was miraculously thrown into Su Qingchen's hand. Everyone laughed and teased Su Qingchen that it was time to get married.
Su Qingchen suddenly thought of Tang Yue. After realizing it, she knocked on her head. Why did she think of that bastard? She would never marry him even if she was single for the rest of her life.
However, receiving the bride's bouquet is also a joyful thing. She even took a selfie and posted it to her circle of friends with the text: Happy to receive the bride's bouquet.
Ye Lancheng forwarded the screenshot to Tang Yue, with the text: urging marriage.
Tang Yue: Got it.
An Zhisu came over and saw Ye Lancheng chatting with Tang Yue, and said curiously: "You are really becoming more and more down-to-earth, and you even learned how to take screenshots to urge marriage."
Ye Lancheng said without changing his expression: "He is responsible for the morning."
An Zhisu clicked his tongue: "I've always wanted to take responsibility, but I didn't let him go early in the morning. Don't tell me, I'm like a big pig with hooves."
"That must be because he didn't work hard enough." Ye Lancheng concluded.
An Zhisu:......
Why don't you protect your shortcomings like this? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Su Qingchen is the big pig's hooves, and Tang Yue is not unjust.
"I think if you have time to help Su Qingchen get married, you might as well introduce a girlfriend to Jiang Teng. He doesn't even have a girlfriend yet." An Zhisu reminded him not to forget that he also has a single brother.
"A Teng has a girlfriend." Ye Lancheng threw out a bomb-like answer abruptly.
An Zhisu was surprised: "When did it happen? Why have I never heard him mention it, and he didn't bring it to us to see."
"It's lost." Ye Lancheng threw another bomb out: "He has been looking for it and hasn't found it yet."
An Zhisu:!!
An Zhisu was confused, lost his god damn girlfriend?
"It happened when I was a child. A Teng accepted death and she had to do it. I have been looking for it for sixteen years and still haven't found it." Ye Lancheng briefly explained the confusion to her.
An Zhisu hissed. She calculated that Jiang Teng was twenty-eight this year. Sixteen years ago, he was only twelve years old. Oh my god, he had a girlfriend when he was twelve years old, and he still hasn't moved on to another girl after she lost him.
, I have been looking for him for sixteen years, which is worthy of a long-lasting love award.
"I thought Su Ye was the one with the longest love among the four of you, but I didn't expect Jiang Teng to be the one." An Zhisu couldn't help but sigh.
Su Ye guarded Xia Ning for more than ten years, which was already very touching. But Jiang Teng guarded a person who didn't even know whether he was alive or dead, and searched for him for sixteen years, which really made An Zhisu admire him.