Mi Zang Jiao Wife: Baby Where to Escape

  She just stretched out one foot to the ground, just about to step on it, the bed sank slightly, behind her, a warm and slender hand grabbed her ankle and pulled her back.

   "Don't you want to rest? Rest quickly, don't run around."

   "You still don't let go! People have three urgency!"

  "Really in a hurry?" Lu Yichen dragged Jiajia under him.

  Li Jia grabbed the bedpost. She didn't believe that he could really be a gentleman. In the past and this life, her brother was really the same as a different person, and his hobbies were completely different.

  In her previous life, she had never heard of many perverted habits in this life, such as this one.

  She remembered that after receiving the certificate, he was completely exposed and would sleep naked every night! Naked!

  Except for her menstrual period, and the occasional staggered work and rest of the two, she usually never sleeps once.

  Li Jia hasn’t experienced this kind of life for more than a year, and she has restored the memories of her previous life. She is about to forget it, but now... she thinks about it and feels that letting him be a gentleman is simply raining.

   "In a hurry! You let go!"

   "Is it really so urgent?" Lu Yichen whispered. When he spoke, he shamelessly grabbed Jiajia's short skirt.

  Li Jia earned a little, and the skirt fell down, her face suddenly turned green.

five minutes later.

   "Be good, be tired, and take a good rest." Lu Yichen was finally satisfied, with his limbs wrapped around the soft body in his arms, he held his arms around him, and then he closed his eyes comfortably.

  The sky outside the window is completely dark, and there is only a floor lamp with a yellow glow in the room.

  He really is no longer the same as during the day, as if he was going to swallow her with excitement.

  Li Jia breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly opened his eyes to look at the blackness under his eyelashes.

  Yesterday afternoon, he was still in Europe. He woke up this morning and found him standing outside the door.

  Until now, how long has he not slept?

  Li Jia secretly guessed, how was he convinced that he was the person he was looking for? It seems that there was a phone call yesterday, when he warned himself not to approach the two children.

  As a result, in a blink of an eye, he called again and said she was Jiajia.

  The time interval is very short. Thinking of the camera that turned on suddenly at home, Li Jia can vaguely put together some clues.

  Does it really recognize it right away at a glance?

  What if it was him? Can she recognize it?

   Li Jia thought to herself, and then, her face turned ugly and complicated, and she couldn't help covering her heart.

  Have been two lives, haven’t you learned the lesson?

  Why can't you die?

  "Can't sleep?" Lu Yichen's dumb voice sounded over Li Jia's head.

  Li Jia closed his eyes immediately.

  She didn't dare to answer his kind of questions at this time, she was just looking for death.

   "Be good, don't be afraid." Lu Yichen gently patted her back, her long and narrow eyes did not open, and her red lips rubbed lightly on Li Jia's forehead. "Take a good rest and go back to see the kids with me tomorrow."

  The next day, in the Lu’s villa, the atmosphere on the breakfast table was strange.

  Lu Yichen didn't come back all night, the hotel said that he didn't come out of Xiaoju's room last night.

  Monica didn't sleep all night, and Mr. Lu had breakfast as usual. After eating, he teased the children.

  Lu Minze glanced at his wife Tie Qing's face, and didn't react much to his son and Xiaoju's affairs.

"Yichen said that he will bring Xiaoju here this morning." Although the old man Lu is a bit certain that Xiaoju is Jiajia, he is not good at showing it. The contradiction between the two young couples is not small. The relationship between daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law also seems to be a bit delicate.

   "Dad Bi said he took Mommy to visit the baby."

   "Yes, yes!"

  The two children have bright eyes, holding a small spoon, and scooping eggs into their mouths. Their pink faces are all custard, tilting their heads and looking at Grandpa.

  "Don't let the two children yell at random in the future."