Luo Anning shook his head, grabbed his arm and asked, "where is the bathroom?"

Feng churui took her out of the mayor's office and went to the bathroom. The sound door of "bang" closed, but she faintly heard her uncomfortable retching inside.

That sound was extremely painful.

Feng churui worried about what happened to her, raised his hand and knocked on the door hurriedly: "Anning, are you okay? Come out and I'll take you to the hospital."

The sound of flushing came from the bathroom. After a burst of retching and flushing, Luo Anning came out of the bathroom tired.

Feng churui carefully held her, looked at her pale face and frowned: "are you okay? I'll take you to the hospital."

Luo Anning waved his hand, "I'm fine, but my stomach is a little uncomfortable. I'll be fine in a minute."

After repeatedly rejecting Feng churui's kindness, Luo Anning let secretary Wu send her out of the city hall.

After secretary Wu returned to the office to resume his life, Feng churui asked suspiciously, "will you vomit so badly if you have gastrointestinal discomfort?"

Secretary Wu thought about it and said, "I don't think it's like Grandma Rong. It's a bit like joy. When my wife was pregnant, she was also very unhappy and vomited bitterness."

Pregnant?

Feng churui chewed these two words carefully and picked his eyebrows: "so, is Anning pregnant?"

Secretary Wu nodded, "eight out of ten. Nine are pregnant!"

"Well, you go down first." Feng churui tapped his fingertips on the table, and the corners of his lips aroused a smile of interest.

Secretary Wu retreated. He went to the window and stood with his hands on his back. As far as he knew, Rongyan moved out of the mansion in a rage because he went to city B and fell in peace with him when he came back.

At this moment, they should not be reconciled. Then, do Rong Yan know the news of Luo Anning's pregnancy?

His fingertips moved slightly, took out his mobile phone and called Rongyan and the Tang Dynasty respectively: "see you at Xijiang club at 8 pm."

As soon as I hung up the phone, the office door was pushed forward recklessly, accompanied by a crisp sound of high heels stepping on the floor.

"Miss Xuewei, the mayor is working. You really can't go in!" Xu Zhiyuan is persuading.

The one called Xuewei is only an 18-year-old girl!

It's as big as seaweed Long wavy hair is soft and scattered on the waist. It is on a small face with a big palm. It has bright eyes, red lips and white teeth, and white skin.

A beautiful girl whose innocence has not faded.

She looked around the office and saw Feng churui effortlessly. A bright smile rose on her beautiful little face. Ignoring secretary Wu who tried to stop her, she ran like a butterfly to the elegant and handsome man in front of the desk.

"Uncle Feng, I came to see you!" Wu Xuewei ran forward and put her arms around Feng churui's neck. A small face was close to his handsome face and rubbed it gently like a kitten.

Feng churui put down his signature pen, reluctantly rubbed his forehead, and waved to secretary Wu with an ugly face: "you go down first."

"Yes, mayor." Secretary Wu stepped down.

He pulled down his arms around his neck. Wu Xuewei pouted discontentedly and watched his arms pulled down by him. Feng churui looked at her and sighed: "Xuewei, how many times have you said that you are not allowed to come to the city hall to find me? Why not listen?"

Wu Xuewei blinked: "Uncle Feng only said he was not allowed to make trouble for you in the city hall. He didn't say I missed you. I can't come to the city hall to find you."

Well, she makes sense!