Jiang Yaojing is very interested, "Tell me and see."
"You said you were with Shuangshuang for being with me, and Shuangshuang was decided by myself. I shouldn't use him to tie you up. You have the right to choose true love, so..."
"So you chose to leave me with death." Jiang Yaojing's pupils were deep, "Do I have to thank you for your generosity?"
Song Yunyun raised her head and said, "No need to thank you."
Jiang Yaojing, “…”
He speeded up and pulled her back to the room.
When he entered the room, he hugged Song Yunyun in the waist.
Walk towards the big bed.
Song Yunyun turned her head.
Try not to expose your scars to him.
He gently placed the person on the bed.
Song Yunyun lay flat with her face on her side.
江曜景撑在她上方,轻轻的把她的脸摆正,“在我面前,不用躲藏.”
宋蕴蕴还是不适应,这样暴露自己的缺点.
She was used to covering up.
Jiang Yaojing was beside her, her face buried in her neck, her hands gently stroked her bulging abdomen, and a magnetic and hoarse voice rang in her ears, "Yunyun, I like you."
Song Yunyun suddenly grabbed the quilt under her.
"If I don't love you, how could I think of you giving birth to a baby for me?" Jiang Yaojing caressed her cheek. "If you encounter such a problem in the future, just ask me directly and don't run away."
Song Yunyun leaned sideways into his arms, buried her face in his chest, and said, "Okay."
"Yunyun, I miss you very much." Jiang Yaojing lowered his head, his lips crossed her soft hair, put them on her forehead, and gently kissed her eyes, nose tip, and finally his lips...
He kissed deeply and hugged tightly. Song Yunyun's body was soft and powerless, spreading in his arms.
His hands became more and more restless, and his slightly cool fingertips streaked across her neck, brushed across her chest, and finally penetrated into the bottom of her skirt...
Song Yunyun suddenly woke up.
She grabbed Jiang Yaojing's hand and shook her head gently, "No."
A small separation is better than a newlywed.
Facing the person he had been thinking about day and night, Jiang Yaojing was impulsive and wanted to rub her into his body.
“I will be very light…”
Song Yunyun looked at him, "I won't do this month."
Not absolutely, she just doesn't want to.
I don't want to have such a face with him...
Jiang Yaojing was in a very hot mood. He pursed his lips tightly and was silent for a long time to relieve it.
The restlessness was still there, just being suppressed by him. He hugged Song Yunyun and deliberately talked to her to divert his thoughts, "Will you have a daughter this time?"
Song Yunyun said, "I don't know."
She hasn't checked the gender.
她摸了摸肚子,“男孩女孩,我都喜欢.”
As long as it is her child.
Thinking of her, she sighed, "It's all because of you."
Jiang Yaojing's lips pressed against her shoulders, and he uttered vaguely.
He didn't regret it and changed her birth control pill.
He wanted to be with her and have many children.
Song Yunyun was a little sleepy, she was too tired.
She closed her eyes.
I fell asleep while squinting.
Jiang Yaojing couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard he was.
I used to think of her insomnia.
Now it's uncomfortable insomnia.
Looking at the scar on her face, he always remembered that she thought she didn't love her, and when the bomb was about to explode, she pushed him away so hard.
This woman is so stupid.
It was so stupid that he liked it and made him feel distressed.
...
The seminar opens.
In order not to scare people or attract attention, Song Yunyun specially found a makeup artist to cover herself with current makeup techniques.
With the clothes you wear, you can cover up almost the same amount.
Although she is from Z, she works in Mead, so she has to follow the director and another doctor to divide the division.
There are three main positions in the division, one is the organizer, the other is the director who came to Mede, and the other is the deputy director of Huayuan Research Institute.
Everyone sit down.
In the huge hall, many heart experts and aspiring people gathered together.
This should be a medical feast, however, because of the interests, it becomes less pure.
Song Yunyun unscrewed the water on the table, took a sip, and when she put down the bottle, she saw someone at the corner, with a familiar figure, and he was dodging.