I went to the Imperial University for a half-day class, and in the afternoon, I practiced singing for three hours in the practice room of the Dark Night Group.

Although Qin Ye repeatedly promised that nothing would happen, from Gu Yilin to the dance teacher, no one approved of Qin Ye's dancing.

As a result, the fan appreciation party for Christmas is about to become a veritable song skewer.

After returning to the president's office and taking a shower, Qin Ye wanted to squint for a few minutes before going home.

But when I opened my eyes, there were already stars outside the window.

Picking up the phone, there was not a single missed call, and there was not a single WeChat, Qin Ye couldn't help blinking.

Yesterday's wedding was announced to relatives and friends, and today she was left behind?

After getting dressed and going out, Qin Ye smiled.

Behind the desk, Jun Moting was reading a document.

The thick stack of papers that had been piled up on her desk before she came, at this moment, there were only a few copies left.

"Thank you, husband!"

Throwing himself into his arms and taking a sip as a reward, Qin Ye raised his hand with confidence and swore at the man's slightly reproachful gaze, "I promise, after New Year's Day, I will take care of the baby." ”

Christmas is only a week away.

After thanking her fans and participating in Weibo's annual night, she almost finished what she had at hand.

After that, it's time for the Oscars at the end of February.

In this way, the next few months may be the most idle days since her debut.

Looking at the little woman secretly thinking about it in her arms, Jun Moting's eyes were gentle, and she didn't even plan to care about her promise that Smith would go to the Oscars.

Anyway, he will always be with her.

With him there, he wouldn't let her be in the slightest danger.

With a slight flicker of his gaze, Jun Moting's attention had just fallen on the document on the table when he saw Qin Ye's body freeze suddenly.

Seeing that Qin Ye was stunned, Jun Moting suddenly became nervous, "Ah Ye, what's uncomfortable?" ”

Qin Ye was silent, still dumbfounded.

"Got a stomachache? Baby, you speak, don't scare me! ”

Looking nervous, Jun Moting threw away the signature pen in his hand, picked up Qin Ye and planned to rush out.

"Brother, I'm fine......"

As soon as Qin Ye spoke, Jun Moting's stopped heartbeat gradually recovered.

Looking down, the girl's eyes were sly.

Immediately after, she pulled her hand up and put it on her stomach.

I don't know why, Jun Moting looked dazed.

In the next moment, the palm flicked lightly.

Stunned for a moment, Jun Moting looked stunned with a look of "the world is really wonderful".

"It's a baby......

Qin Ye's eyes lit up in surprise, "Ta will move." ”

Four months have passed, and Qin Ye is looking forward to the fetal movement.

I don't know if the little guy in the belly is too lazy, or if the little guy in the belly is too gentle to notice it.

This time, it was the clearest one that Qin Ye felt.

It felt like someone had blown a bubble in her stomach and popped it on her belly.

It's a magical feeling.

The four looked at each other, and the eyes of the two people were full of surprise.

Jun Moting, who has always been calm, put Qin Ye on the sand with a little eagerness, and then knelt down on one knee and put his ear on Qin Ye's belly.

Even if he couldn't hear anything, Jun Moting was still smiling.

It was as if he had sensed his presence.

"Hi ......"

Greeting softly, Jun Moting's eyes were gentle, "I'm Dad." ”

After waiting for a long time, he didn't see the little guy's next move, Qin Ye couldn't help but poke his belly, "Baby? ”

No more response.

Wide-eyed and small-eyed, Jun Moting and Qin Ye couldn't help but laugh on their faces.