Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

Huo Yunqiu put the pregnancy list aside, lowered his eyes, and stared at Qin Ruan's flat belly.

Her figure is very good, the waist curve is perfect, there is no excess fat, and the small belly is not visible at all.

Of course, it may also be because the pregnancy is short, and nothing can be seen at all.

The third master stared straight at Qin Ruan's belly, and his eyes were flickering with tiny stars.

There are his sons and daughters, and there is an indescribable enthusiasm in his heart, which is a strange expectation of being a father.

Huo Yunqiu exuded a gentle aura, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xu is because his expectations for the child are too obvious, and his eyes are too hot, and the sense of urgency in Qin Ruan's heart dissipates.

She touched her stomach and her voice was calm: "I think the third master already knew that it was me who was at the Royal Court Hotel that night, and the pregnancy slip you saw just now belongs to me. I am pregnant, what is the third master's plan? "

Huo Yunqiu stared at the part of her wrist that was touching her abdomen, and couldn't help but froze for a moment, Junrong was slightly absent-minded.

He remembered the scene in the dream, the strength with which his hands shackled the wrist, in exchange for the other party's struggle to refuse and welcome.

There were chaotic images in his mind, and the girl was crying begging in his ear, her voice soft and pitiful.

The ignorant girl is as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

It was he himself who painted the color and breath that belonged to him on this piece of white paper.

The process of a girl becoming a woman is his own participation and control.

She is so beautiful, beautiful and independent, and she is pure and charming.

Seemingly cold, in fact, it has a fascinating sexy.

And all this is unknown to outsiders.

The third master Huo, who monopolizes Qin Ruan and knows everything inside and out, knows it best.

Qin Ruan didn't get a response for a long time, and when he saw him staring at his belly again, he couldn't help but wave his hand in front of him.

She called out, "Third Master?"

"Um?"

The hoarse voice is sexy and deep, dark and sultry, and he seems to like the nasal voice very much.

The two sat so close that Qin Ruan could clearly see every eyelash of Huo Yunqiu.

His eyelashes were so long and a little warped, he blinked slightly, as if scratching on Qin Ruan's heart.

Leaving aside the identity of the third master Huo, this man's face is really good-looking, his temperament is noble and elegant, and his appearance is peerless.

With this face alone, Qin Ruan felt that he could do whatever he wanted, and he could be forgiven no matter what he did.

Sure enough, beauty is misleading, and the ancients did not deceive me!

Qin Ruan inadvertently looked away, touched his abdomen lightly, and tried to keep his tone as calm as possible: "the third master hasn't answered my question, what are your thoughts, child?"

"What about you?" Huo Yunqiao hooked his lips and said with a smile: "I remember you are only nineteen this year, do you want to give birth to him?"

"Of course!" Qin Ruan raised his head abruptly, his eyes flashed with vigilant and sharp rays of light, revealing a hint of ferocity.

In the previous life, she failed to keep the child and let him be counted to death. She blamed herself and felt sad.

In this life, no one would want to start with a child.

Anyone who dares to touch her child will fight for their lives!

Han Xian, the culprit in the previous life, and Han Kexin's mother and daughter will have their own evil retribution, otherwise she would not have endured until now and let them jump around!

Huo Yunqiao's understatement and indifferent tone touched Qin Ruan's bottom line.

She never thought that he would not want children.

In his previous life, he named the child, buried her and Huo Yao in Wanbaoshan, and stayed with the mother and son after their death.

So much so that she always thought that Huo Yunqiao was looking forward to the arrival of her child as much as she did.

Qin Ruan's estranged attitude and wanton vigilance were too obvious.

Huo Yunjie's face was as gentle as always, and the smile in his eyes did not diminish. He raised his hand and touched Qin Ruan's soft hair.