Chapter 1051 The Show of Flowers 8
Luo Meng'er's face is very dark, she can't eat too spicy at all, she prefers sweet and sour, but the dishes on the table are only a green vegetable and a radish......
"Brother Haofeng."
She grabbed her chopsticks and cried.
Siru didn't raise her head, her eyes were already glued to her phone.
"How?"
quickly posted a message in the group.
Wandian pit: There is someone who always wants to treat me as a spare tire and is swollen and broken, seeking to solve the puzzle!
After a second of silence.
He Tiantian: One word, get out!
I'm not a lotus leaf: It's always been us who treat others as spare tires, sister paper, don't blame my sister for saying you, you're too miserable.
Little White Flower: Miserable? Upstairs, there is still a face to talk about others, thinking that when someone first came in, he was reduced to the point of being a little six.
I'm not a lotus leaf: So what, my sister is better than you now.
Little White Flower: #@#*
He Tiantian: It doesn't matter if the spare tire is not a spare tire, there is a chance to turn positive this year, listen to my sister, no matter what, pounce on him first, even if he doesn't have you in his heart now, fall in love with your bed first.
Angel Baby: Tian Tian is right. Men are animals that think with their lower bodies, and after eating the best feast, can they taste green vegetables and radishes again? When we are pregnant with twins, let's run away from home again.
When the time comes......
Wan Dian Keng: But I don't like that person.
I'm not a lotus leaf: huh?
Little White Flower: Huh!
I'm not a lotus leaf (sneer): Sister paper, you are so simple, hehe.
Wandiankeng: Huh?
He Tiantian (white-eyed): Who wants you to like it, we have only one purpose......
Wandiankeng: What?
Angel Baby (Smiling Face): Of course it's a baby.
Angel Baby: @δΈηΉεδ½ θΏεεε―ηιΎε¬, it's not cute at all, at first glance I thought it was a pockmarked face.
Wan Dian Keng: My name has a deep meaning.
β¦β¦
Siru was chatting here, and the resentment on Luo Meng'er became heavier.
Call.
A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, "Brother Haofeng, what are you doing?" β
Business dealings, or underworlds, or politics?
As the young master of the second largest family in the Dihua Kingdom, it is impossible for her to play with her mobile phone, and she is a pregnant woman who doesn't play stand-alone anymore.
I am afraid that it will affect prenatal education if it is too simple.
Siru didn't raise her head, "Didn't you see it?" I'm playing with my phone. β
Luo Meng'er: ......
The smile is far-fetched.
"Brother Haofeng, what's so fun about the mobile phone, let's chat, the doctor said that you need to talk more to the child in the womb to promote the parent-child relationship, and the fetus will develop better."
She stroked her belly, which was not yet pregnant, with a loving and sweet expression.
Siru glanced up at her.
"Oh."
Luo Meng'er thought it made sense, and said with a sweet smile, "Brother Haofeng, do you think I am carrying a boy or a girl in my belly?" β
Kindness.
Guessing gender is a favorite thing for pregnant women to do.
After all, there is a layer of belly, and I am curious whether it is a son or a daughter.
Siru glanced down at her phone, I'm not Lianye and Xiaobaihua are really arguing because of the problem of group avatars.
Little White Flower: You are green!
I am not a lotus leaf: you mourn!
Little White Flower: A green grassland on your head, be a small life.
I am not a lotus leaf: you are clothed in linen and filial piety, and you should be a widow.
Little White Flower: I'm your uncle's!
I'm not a lotus leaf: my uncle is your father!
Verbal swords, you come and go, I go back and forth, the firepower is full of fire, and the smoke of gunfire is so lively.
Anyway, it's mostly to watch the drama and cheer.
The corners of Siru's mouth were hooked, and a smile spread in her deep eyes.
Luo Meng'er pouted.
"Brother Haofeng, what are you laughing at?"
Siru lowered her head and typed, "It's nothing, I just think you're so pure." β
Luo Meng'er: Huh?
Stupid?
looked at Siru with a proud face, "I'm stupid and cute." β
It's not just stupidity.
Stupid and cute.
I'm used to seeing Miss Qianjin's favorite of all the ladies and bigwigs.
Kindness.
The favorite is that heart of gold.
Siru shook her head, "You're not stupid, you're smart, really." β
and he said no more.
Luo Meng'er suddenly lowered her head and smiled bitterly, "I know you're laughing at me." β
Siru: ......
No, no, not really.
How could the mastermind behind the scenes use stupid bait to catch big fish.
She swore it was definitely not a mockery.
Luo Meng'er's voice became sad, "That's right, he already has a noble and beautiful fiancΓ©e, what do I, a powerless commoner, stay with him, it's better to leave early." Thankfully, I still have these two little babies with me. β
She caressed her abdomen.
Very gentle.
"I've decided that I don't love him anymore, and the children are the most important thing."
Siru: "Yes, that's right. β
She thought that Siru agreed, and a pair of rabbit eyes were full of expectation, "Brother Haofeng, he can't find this place, right!" β
Siru: "Of course. β
Luo Meng'er didn't feel relaxed when she heard her words, but she couldn't explain the indescribable complexity, and she hoped to be found.
When I don't find it......
No way.
Siru said lightly, "What, are you still fantasizing that he will look for you?" Luo Meng'er, haven't you watched the news lately? β
She was stunned.
News?
A reluctant smile on his face, "Brother Haofeng, what are you doing here, I ......"
"I know what you mean."
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Siru, she casually flipped out the webpage and put it in front of Luo Meng'er, "You don't like to watch the news, it's nothing, I found it, na, the headlines of the whole network." β
You're a great man.
The corners of Siru's mouth are cold, you are not worthy of him, you are worthy of Yu Haofeng?
Think beautifully.
Of course, the turtle is matched with the king eight.
Luo Meng'er only glanced at it, and suddenly the tears fell down in big drops.
Bang bang bang.
Dripping onto the white maternity dress, she quickly became soaked.
She didn't wipe her tears.
Pitiful.
The headline in black and bold is eye-catching.
#εΈεδΉη§: The new national leader is engaged to Miss Di Yanjun#
Directly at the bottom is a large photo.
I saw Jiang Zhan Yi in a black suit, very handsome and compelling, full of the majesty of a superior, and a snow-white and feminine hand on his arm was wearing a huge diamond ring.
Kindness.
Di Yanjun is very beautiful.
Just like her name, she is breathtakingly beautiful and heroic.
The Di family has been in the army for generations.
The two are talented and intimate, standing together, a pair of beautiful people.
Luo Meng'er bit her lip and cried.
Siru comforted, "Don't be sad, they're just engaged anyway." β
You have a chance.
The one who hides Cinderella's aura is always the Prince's nemesis.
Kindness.
Run with the ball.
What if you run away.
No matter how far you go, as long as the ball is still there, it will automatically roll back.
Luo Meng'er wiped the tears from her face, "Don't think I'll forgive him." β
Siru: "People are left-handed beauties and right-handed rivers and mountains, who still misses you?" Luo Meng'er, don't say that we don't care about friendship to hit your confidence, you ask yourself, do you think you are as beautiful as Di Yanjun? β
"Or do you have a backstage better than her?"
"To be honest, any man knows who to choose."
Luo Meng'er was not convinced, puffing out her bun face, "Then you, who do you choose!" β
Siru chuckled twice.
"Me?"
Luo Meng'er looked at her, "Yes, you." β
Siru lowered her eyes, "I'm ......"
"I won't tell you!"