Good Morning, Mr. President!

After sending him out, Xia Xingchen asked the housekeeper for a vase, and carefully inserted a flower that he sent himself last night into the vase.

"This flower doesn't look very good, do you like it so much?" Xia Dabai stood at the door, hands around her chest, looking at her with her head crooked.

"You are young and don't understand."

Xia Xingchen felt more and more like the more he looked, the more he thought of the flower arrangement.

"I used to have an uncle pursuing you and when I gave you flowers, I didn't realize that you liked flowers so much."

"Little Master, you don't understand now." Aside, the maid who handed her flowers smiled and answered. "The gift from the beloved is different from the gift from others."

Xia Dabai said with a disapproval, "Your woman's idea is weird. It's obviously the same flower, how can it be different?"

"I'll wait for you to grow up in the future, and naturally understand what I receive from the girl."

Xia Dabai poked his small mouth and turned to prepare to return to his room to study.

"Dabai!" Thinking of something, she stopped him.

"what happened?"

"Mom is going to accompany Grandpa and Grandma to Liangcheng today and pick up grandma for Chinese New Year. I have to take care of several elderly people by myself, so I will not bring you. You must be obedient to Xiaobai at home and obedient.

"Can't I go with you? I've been thinking about Da Mao Er Mao."

"After the New Year, when I'm sending my grandmother away, I'll take you there." Xia Xingchen arranged the flowers and handed them to the maid, letting the maid find a place to put it on.

Xia Dabai's little mouth was angry and reluctant, but he nodded obediently. Xia Xingchen rubbed his little head comfortably, "Go to school, I will change clothes and leave."

Watching the child return to her room, she turned back to the room. I took a pregnancy test stick out of the drawer and went into the bathroom.

Recently, I have been wondering if she is pregnant, so I bought a lot of them when I passed the pharmacy.

She finished the test and waited. After a minute, she was frustrated by a red bar shown above. I don't know if it can't be found now, or it's always been too sensitive.

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the other side.

Vice Presidential Palace.

Early in the morning, the door of the room was knocked.

Jing Yu always slept lightly and moved his body.

"Wake you up?" Yu Zeyao asked in a low voice. He also just woke up. He looked awake and very sexy.

Jingyu then remembered what happened between the two last night. Yesterday his birthday, she made a birthday cake by herself, and waited until midnight, but he came back drunk. And the white shirt also carries the woman's lips.

In fact, she always didn't care about this, or in other words, didn't care if there were other women's lips on his body. However, this time she didn't know what happened to her, and her heart was sore all of a sudden.

It was about waiting too long, and I was completely out of patience.

So, in the end, I threw the cake into the trash can with some temper. Obviously she should be angry, but in the end, Yu Zeyao was so angry that he took her to bed in anger and tossed her for a long time.

Thinking of this, Jing Yu's heart has not faded. With a cold face, unwilling to ignore him, he grabbed the quilt and wrapped himself like a cicada, moved to the edge of the bed on the other side, almost a meter away from him.

Yu Zeyao's long arm suddenly crossed, and rolled her up with the quilt. His tall body was oppressed, and Jing Yu subconsciously raised his hand to push him. But where can her strength be beaten by this man? Yu Zeyao clasped her hands with one hand, and easily pressed her head.

"What the **** are you mad at?"

The man's gaze was fixed, her eyes fixed.

"I'm not angry! Yu Zeyao, you loose me!" Jing Yu was a little guilty and was afraid to meet his eyes. I don't know why, she was a little scared. As if to penetrate her mask and see through her mind.

However, what she was thinking was unknown to herself.

Where will Yu Zeyao loose? Instead she buckled her tighter.

Holding her chin with the other hand, she turned her little face over and let her face her. I looked at her for a while, paused, and looked a little deeper, "... that cake, you made it yourself?"

Tone was softer. There are some obvious expectations.

Jing Yu bit her lip and refused to admit, "No."

Instead of being annoyed, he smiled. "Do you know that your eyelashes will shake quickly when you lie?"

When he laughed, there were two shallow dimples on Jue Jun's face. In such a cold winter, the light that penetrates the haze is very infectious.

He always looks very serious and doesn't laugh very much, especially in front of people. Laughing now, from such a close distance, Jing Yu could actually see God. It's not as serious as it used to be, and it's hard to get close, but it's a bit ... childish.

"What's going on?" Yu Zeyao didn't know what she was thinking about at this moment. She pinched her small Qiong nose, "Zenan said, you've been busy making cakes every day. No need to twist I tried my best to lie to me. "

Jing Yu looked back from his smile, grabbed his hand, and raised his face, "I made it myself, but I didn't learn it to make it special for you. You don't want to be affectionate." "

Yu Zeyao looked at her brightly for a long time, then suddenly leaned down and kissed her on her lips. Jing Yu froze, put her hand on her lips, and looked at him a little puzzled.

Does she talk to him like this, and he is not angry?

"I won't be affectionate on my own." He smiled, converged a little, and then a little more lonely, "I also know very well that what you have learned so hard will not be for me. I'm not that important . "

Having said that, before Jing Yu said anything, he let go of her and stood up.

As he put on his robe, he said, "If you make it for other men in the future, don't let me know!"

Speaking of which, he turned slightly and turned his head to look at the woman who was staring at his woman in bed, "I'm afraid I won't let him eat any more cakes in his life!"

This man ...

Jing Yu wanted to say that this cake was because of him, but the words had not been exported, and he was pressured back by his last threatening words.

He was always so brutal and brutal.

It's really hard to make people like it!

But is it really hard to like? If so, last night ... what the **** are you somehow angry?

"Sir." A solemn voice sounded outside. It seemed that he hadn't heard the answer for a long time, he said: "The Lan Zhan came here early in the morning and said there was something important to discuss with you."