Ye Ming's eyes quickly dimmed.

Perangodo patted him on the head, a kind smile on his lips: "Go back, you can sleep well tonight." ”

Ye Ming felt that as soon as a certain nerve in his brain was loosened, he walked back when he took a step.

Perangodo stared at the child's back as he faded away, smiling a little sarcastically: "No matter how many years have passed, people's hearts are so interesting......"

……

Ye Weilan sat on the edge of the bed.

She was thinking about Qin Yuling.

Knowing that her biological mother is someone else, she naturally can't help but think about it, this is human nature.

She asked Qi Ye about her biological mother, and the answer she got was always tangible.

When she woke up from a dream in the middle of the night, she even had a terrible guess, was Qin Yuling no longer in this world?

Ye Weilan caressed her belly and put herself in her shoes, under what circumstances could she leave the child in her womb?

Come to think of it, there is only one answer.

Unless she's dead.

Ye Weilan's face turned pale: "Qi Ye......"

"Maybe it's not what you think," Qi Ye stroked her cheek, "Lan, isn't that person very likely your father?" Maybe Qin Yuling never thought that he would treat you so cruelly. ”

Ning Yuan said that it was rumored in the outside world that Qin Yuling was indeed dead, but this news could be concealed for a while, and it was better to have a thought than nothing.

Ye Weilan blinked his eyes, forbidding himself to continue thinking nonsense.

Parents and family are the existence of pain in her heart.

Someday she will know the truth of everything, but not now.

Qi Ye's enchanting eyebrows and eyes were lightly blooming, and the color was matchless: "This is good." ”

"Qi Ye, he just kicked me again," Ye Weilan stroked her belly, and her whole body was full of maternal brilliance: "This child's personality must follow you, tossing several times a day." ”

Qi Dashao's eyes fell on her stomach, and after looking at it for a moment, his gaze began to move up unconsciously.

Since she became pregnant, Miss Ye has plumped up a lot, and a certain part that provokes fire is now in someone's eyes, and it has basically become an existence that causes trouble every day.

His self-control is challenged all the time.

After eating the marrow and knowing the taste, starting a bitter ascetic life again is tantamount to a kind of torture for Qi Dashao.

"Lan ......" Qi Ye's dark eyes quickly darkened, his eyes stared straight at her chest, and his gorgeous voice was hoarse.

Every time Ye Weilan heard this voice, her back was numb, and the first thought was that the demon was about to estrus again......

Embarrassment.

Sure enough, the next sentence is......

"Let's roll the sheets......"

In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun actually wanted to close the door and roll - bed - sheet......

Qi Meiren, how much of a beast are you......

Young Master Qi is a man of action, he does it when he thinks of it, he walked quickly to the door and closed the door.

The corners of Ye Weilan's lips twitched: "Beauty, the ...... of prostitution will be despised."

Qi Ye didn't care about this, and pounced on her clothes.

Ye Weilan is four months pregnant, and the bulge in her lower abdomen is not too big, plus she has recently become plump and sexy, and her white and tender body can very arouse men's abuse.

Qi Ye's delicate starry eyes, the tail of his eyes flushed, although he wanted to swallow her in one gulp, the movements of his hands were still very forbearant and restrained.

If he dared to be rough, Miss Ye would definitely kick him out of bed mercilessly.