One into the bedroom, Ji Shaoheng will Fang Yaqing against the door and kiss.

Kissing, he did not want to let go, but also worried about the child in her stomach, forced to resist the impulse, let go of her.

He took a breath and when the breath calmed down, he asked, "when will it be ok?"

Fang Yaqing's face was crimson, more and more bright, and her lips were also red and gorgeous. In a low voice, she said, "it will be OK in three months."

Ji Shaoheng's heart a joy, beat horizontal to hold her, put her on the bed to cover up.

Fang Yaqing did not react to come over, see above there is a dark shadow shrouded down, she pushed him: "what do you do?"

Ji Shaoheng looked at her with burning eyes: "you have been three months."

Fang Yaqing is helpless about his thirst quenching appearance, but at the same time, he has no other woman except himself.

"It's day time, and they're still down there."

Ji Shaoheng hoarse voice way: "they may also be warm, and I have endured so long, again endure will have an accident."

Fang Yaqing blinked and asked suspiciously, "what's the matter?"

"If it's choked out, it won't work in the future, and the sexual well-being of the later half of your generation will be gone." Then he kisses.

Fang Yaqing avoided: "tomorrow."

Ji Shaoheng's heart is a little uncomfortable: "although tomorrow is the wedding night, but today and tomorrow are not the same?"

Fang Yaqing, seeing that he was not happy, gave him a kiss on his lips, and then said softly, "I am a pregnant woman. I have to take good care of my physical strength today, or tomorrow's wedding will not be over."

Ji Shaoheng buried his head in her shoulder socket, and his voice was stuffy: "we only have this one, and then we don't want it."

Fang Yaqing said in a low voice: "I'm already an elderly woman. Even if you want to, it should be impossible."

"No, there are other ways." His nose was full of her breath, and he couldn't bear it.

Fang Yaqing could hardly hear his voice hoarse. This time, he did not say anything, but followed his meaning.

After finishing, Fang Yaqing went into the bathroom to wash her hands and came out. Ji Shaoheng had already tied his belt.

"Let Tanxi stay here with you tonight, and I'll ask Yan Hao to pick you up to the hotel tomorrow morning."

"Shaoheng." Fang Yaqing approached him, thinking of the wedding tomorrow, she always felt a little uneasy, "really want this?"

Ji Shaoheng did not answer her, caressing her face: "tomorrow is the wedding, happy point."

"But I'm afraid your parents will..." At this point, she stopped talking.

Ji Shaoheng comforted her: "it's OK. I've arranged everything."

Fang Yaqing's melancholy mood did not disperse: "that Tong Tong, tomorrow is also in?"

Ji Shaoheng raised his lips and said with a smile: "of course, our wedding, how can our daughter be absent."

They stayed in the room for a while and then went downstairs. Yan Hao and Tangxi were not seen in the living room.

Sister LAN is putting food on the restaurant. Fang Yaqing asks, "sister LAN, what about them?"

Sister LAN has been in the kitchen, she did not know: "talk about Miss can be left?"

It shouldn't be. Her bag is still on the sofa.

At this time, Tan Xi came out of the guest room on the first floor. Her face was red, and Yan Hao followed her.

Yan Hao's face is calm, but Tan Xi's lips are swollen, and he looks shy and unnatural.

We're all adults. We can see what they've done.

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