So Belle really wrote the guarantee.

"Baby, do you think your daddy is too chicken belly? For this kind of thing, you still need to write a guarantee? You say that if your daddy loves Mommy, I love her all the time, which Mommy can understand. But now, daddy hasn't fallen in love with mommy yet, so Mommy is not allowed to love her own love beans too much. It's too autocratic, isn't it?" Bailey wrote, He kept muttering.

The baby in the belly seemed to feel it again and kicked it, which made Bailey obviously feel fetal movement.

"You think so, don't you!" she seemed to find an ally and automatically summarized the fetal movement, so the baby agreed with her.

"Chicken belly? Despotism? So you think so." Han Lin's voice suddenly sounded at the door of the room.

Baili was startled and turned to look. I didn't know when the bedroom door was opened, and Han Lin was standing at the door.

So he heard everything she said to herself just now? Belle Li's crazy sweat, "misunderstanding, really... Er, it's a misunderstanding. I have written the guarantee well, really, but to write it well, I always need to consider... Consider..."

"Then think about it. Don't write too late. Go to bed early. You have a day to think about it tomorrow," he said.

"..." she suddenly had an impulse to beat him. "By the way, if I promise to write well, can I give you a reward?"

"Reward?" his eyes flashed. He wrote the guarantee and wanted a reward. Only she could think of such a thing, "what reward do you want?"

"That..." she rubbed her hands, smiled shyly and said, "isn't the biography of nations shooting now? When you're free, take me to the set to have a look. How old I am, I haven't seen the shooting scene yet. Of course, it would be better if fan Xulun went when shooting! I promise, I won't let him affect our feelings!" Although she doesn't know what feelings they have between them after a day of dating, she can't say it until she guarantees it.

He stared at her until she was a little guilty. Then he said faintly, "wait until you have written the guarantee. Well, go to bed early."

Bailey spits blood. It seems that we have to write this guarantee well!

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Comrade belleli's letter of guarantee has been written, with sincere words and rich voice and emotion... At least belleli thinks so, but President Han obviously doesn't think so. Looking at the letter of guarantee, he has been tying his eyebrows and finally pointed out several typos directly.

Finally, there was a sentence, "are you sure your grades were excellent when you graduated from college?"

Belle Li was embarrassed. "It's not... There are too many typing on the computer, and there are inevitably more wrong words when writing. I can't change it yet!" she said, directly correcting the wrong words on the spot.

He looked at her as she lowered her head and changed her words. A touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes that he had never noticed. "What do you want to do this weekend?" he asked.

"It's about the same in peacetime," she said. Anyway, for a person without a job, every day is actually a weekend.

"Want to go out?" he asked.

Her eyes brightened. "Do you want to go out with me?"