After I left my job, I became pregnant with my ex-boss’s child.

Wei Yan specifically called him a gentleman to prevent Leng Yeting from being shameless.

Although Leng Yeting was a bitch in the past, he was still a bit aloof.

just now……

She underestimated the bad nature of men.

Although there was a quilt and clothes between the two of them, Wei Yan still felt stuffy.

The man's dangerous aura, which was a bit alcoholic, was right next to his ears, and Wei Yan felt that his whole body was hairy.

She moved hard. The man was very strong, but she couldn't shake him at all. Instead, the atmosphere became a little ambiguous.

Wei Yan grabbed the corner of the quilt and said in a hateful tone: "Aren't you afraid that I will come to you again?"

The feeling of being suddenly shocked last time was instantly recalled when Wei Yan reminded me of it.

Leng Yeting raised his eyebrows: "Are you still carrying that thing with you?"

Wei Yan has long been lost.

But we can't admit defeat easily now.

She was deliberately vague and narcissistic as she said, "After all, some people... As a fairly good-looking woman, I always have to learn to protect myself."

Leng Yeting looked at her little expression and almost laughed angrily at her.

The tip of his tongue touched the back molar, and he looked at the little pride in the corner of her eyes and eyebrows. How could he not see through her little thoughts.

Leng Yeting stood up with a half-smile.

Just when Wei Yan's eyes widened in surprise, thinking that he really let her go so easily.

He suddenly lifted the quilt...and then put his hand inside the quilt.

The man's tone was extremely harsh: "Then let me check and see where it is."

Wei Yan held it back again and again, but still couldn't hold it back: "You... bastard!"

Leng Yeting had already gotten into the quilt, put his big palm on her waist, and pulled her into his arms with a strong force.

Wei Yan jumped vigorously in his arms like a little grasshopper whose sensitive spot had been hit.

Leng Yeting's tone suddenly became dangerous: "If you dare to act again, I will really kill you tonight."

Wei Yan was stunned...

What this means is, what is he not prepared to do?

She originally had her back turned to him because of the struggle.

When I heard his words, I couldn't help but turn to look at him.

Just as Leng Yeting also lowered his eyes, his gaze moved from her fair neck up to her red lips, and then fell on her eyes.

The two of them had different thoughts, and for a moment they both remained silent in tacit agreement.

The expressions between them are particularly complicated.

His body temperature has always been higher than hers, and now the two of them were close to each other, and the warmth gradually spread from their bodies to their hearts.

After she leaves, maybe in this life... she will never have the opportunity to look at his face calmly and up close like this again.

She had to admit that even after four years of working together, even though she knew very well in her heart how ruthless he was, just looking at him quietly like this, her heart still... throbbed uncontrollably.

Wei Yan suddenly felt sad.

She lowered her eyes, turned her head away from him, and simply closed her eyes.

From Leng Yeting's position, he could clearly see her side face, and naturally he could also clearly see her slightly trembling eyelashes, knowing that she had not fallen asleep.

He moved his fingers slightly, but in the end he just held her tighter and said nothing.

Wei Yan didn't know when she fell asleep.

When she woke up, Leng Yeting was still sleeping next to her, breathing slightly longer, and his hands were still domineeringly wrapped around her waist.

She carefully tried to move his hand away and stood up, but as soon as she moved, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The two looked at each other, and Wei Yan froze, as embarrassed as a thief.

But she calmed down quickly and naturally pulled away his hand: "I'm going to wash up and have breakfast with Grandpa Jin. Then we have to go back."

Leng Yeting didn't say anything, but stood up and sat up.

Wei Yan stood up and left the room.

As soon as she left the room, she discovered that... Grandpa Jin's room door was actually open.

Her heart sank suddenly, she felt something was wrong, and a subtle uneasiness welled up inexplicably.

She walked towards the door of Grandpa Jin's room: "Grandpa Jin? Are you up so early?"

No one answered.

She walked to the door and saw that the mattresses were neatly folded. There was no one on the bed, and no one at home answered her.

Wei Yan turned around sharply and met Leng Yeting's cold, deep eyes.

Wei Yan was inexplicably panicked: "Where are the people?"

Leng Yeting frowned when he thought of the old man's strange attitude the night before.

The two said nothing and rushed out of the house in tacit agreement.

As soon as he rushed out of the house and saw the situation in the yard clearly, Wei Yan's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Leng Yeting grabbed her and kept her from falling to the ground.

In the yard, the old man was holding the wooden sculpture in his arms, lying on the rocking chair under the locust tree with a peaceful face.