Hearing this, Yan Shiqi followed her line of sight and looked into the distance, seeing that Wen Jinghong and Duanmu Lanya were talking about something, she withdrew her gaze and smiled slightly, "It's the same as before, it's no different." ”

"That's it!" Qin Bainuan sighed a little abruptly, and Leng Yichi, who had been neglected for a long time, was unhappy, "The Duanmu family is in charge of the affairs of the two sisters, so you should worry less about it." How does that feel? Do you want to throw up?"

Leng Yichi's words made Yan Shiqi raise her eyebrows in surprise, she looked at the third brother-in-law, and was quite surprised and tentative, "Third sister, she ......"

"Well, it's only been three months!" Leng Yichi nodded proudly, with a proud expression.

Even, when he spoke, he couldn't help but put his palm on Qin Bainuan's lower abdomen.

Yan Shiqi's eyebrows lit up, he looked down at Qin Bainuan's stomach, and hurriedly congratulated, "Third sister, congratulations!"

At this time, Qin Bainuan slapped Leng Yichi's hand away in disgust, "Don't touch it, every time you touch my stomach, I want to vomit!"

Leng Yichi: "......"

Qin Bainuan is telling the truth, not deliberately finding fault.

She felt that the child in her womb might be compatible with Leng Yichi.

Otherwise, every time he touched her stomach, she felt a burst of nausea.

Yan Shiqi looked at their affectionate and affectionate appearance, and there were bursts of envy in his eyes.

She couldn't help but start thinking about what he would be like if she and the fourth brother had a child.

After a while, a group of three people walked to the buffet area with a smile, found a seat and chatted casually.

And Wen Cheng and Leng Yiyan, who were called out of the door, the atmosphere between the two was a little delicate.

In the smoking area, at this time, there are guests wandering in twos and threes, and in the glow of the waning mountains, wisps of smoke drift away with the wind.

Leng Yiyan and Wen Cheng walked slowly to the garden path, his steps were unhurried, and his tall figure was reflected on the ground by the afterglow of the setting sun, pulling up a long oblique shadow.

He didn't speak, and Wen Cheng was silent and didn't break the silence.

They paced silently, until the boundary of the sparsely populated area, Leng Yiyan stood still, turned around, and spread his palm towards Wen Cheng, on which lay a lady's cigarette case.

Wen Cheng didn't be polite to him, and he didn't need any disguise, he took out one when he picked up the cigarette case, and when he held it to his lips, Leng Yiyan had already pressed the lighter.

He held the flame for her with one hand, and when he saw that the cigarette was lit, he lit another one for himself.

They stood silently in front of each other, the faint smell of mint from the lady's cigarette scattered around, blown away by the cool wind, leaving no trace.

Leng Yiyan hesitated for a long time, and after several precipitation of his thoughts, he finally finished smoking half a cigarette before he whispered: "When are you going to return to the imperial capital?"

Wen Cheng's gaze was falling on the barren grass path, and when she heard it, her eyes were a little confused, and she lit a cigarette with her slender fingertips, "I don't have a plan." ”

This is the truth, at present, she really has no plans to return to the imperial capital.

Leng Yiyan's thin lips instantly tightened, his Adam's apple rolled, and he asked with difficulty, "You don't plan to come back in the future?"

Wen Cheng heard that something was wrong with his mood, laughed, and turned his head to look at him, "Who can say what will happen in the future, let's live one day at a time." ”

"Orange ......" Leng Yiyan wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he was drowned in a forbearance emotion.

He pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth, hesitated again and again, and said, "You and that man are already together?"

They knew who that man was.