Chapter 627

Zhao Qiqing didn't feel hungry either, but she was always sleepy and wanted to sleep.

It's probably because of pregnancy. I can't do anything. I can't go anywhere when I'm at home.

Watching Fu xishen and her grandmother eat happily, she picked up her mobile phone and found Du xiatong's wechat.

Her fingers leaped on the keyboard and asked Du xiatong: what are you doing?

Before long, Du xiatong sent her a photo.

Zhao Qiqing opens. In the photo, an Zirui wears an apron around his waist, buries the first desk in his spare time, and holds a spatula in his hand.

Soon, Du xiatong sent another message: "do you want to eat?"

Zhao Qiqing: Yes. Fu xishen won't give me dinner.

After sending this message, she quietly raised her eyes and looked at Fu xishen. He was eating quietly with his grandmother and didn't notice the movement on her side.

Zhao Qiqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Du xiatong sent another message: shall I ask an Zirui to pick you up?

Zhao Qiqing is a little interested and Yan Yan: forget it, tease you. Fu xishen forgot to renew the pregnant meal for me, and others forgot to send it.

Du xiatong: poor baby, will you try on the evening dress tomorrow? Your master Fu invited me.

Zhao Qiqing immediately bent her eyebrows and answered happily.

While putting away the mobile phone, the doorbell at the door rang.

Fu xishen raised his eyes. "It should be dinner."

He got up and walked to the porch, took the takeout back, put it on the table and opened it for Zhao Qiqing.

"By the way, Xiao Tong and I will go to see the evening dress tomorrow. You are busy." Zhao Qiqing picked up chopsticks in her hand and explained it by the way.

Fu xishen had no opinion and nodded.

Grandma looked at them lovingly, "in a twinkling of an eye, you are so big, grandma, old!"

Zhao Qiqing felt a little and her eyes were sour. She looked at her grandmother and pursed her lips. "Grandma, don't think so much about what you have. When the dog comes back in two days, you will have the dog with you, and I'll be there!"

"I don't mean that. I just look at you with some emotion. It's nice to be young."

Zhao Qiqing tilted her head, smiled and said, "how can I? I'm also getting old slowly in the years and feeling your feelings."

"People's life is not short or long. The past has passed and only the future is left. You should be good in the future."

Grandma nodded and looked at them with a smile. Her old eyes were full of thin and broken light.

Zhao Qiqing flushed her eyes with emotion. "Grandma, have a good meal. What do you say!"

"Well, well, grandma stopped talking and ate quickly." Grandma ordered some chopsticks and signaled that she would be cold if she didn't eat again.

"Grandma, you can enjoy your life and leave the rest to us." Fu xishen followed closely and comforted.

"OK, listen to you."

Grandma gently breathed out, and her eyes were filled with gratitude for the good life now.

After dinner, Fu Xi took a deep look at the scenery outside the house, and the night quietly climbed into the sky.

"Let's go, wife. Let's go out more in good weather from now on."

Fu xishen raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Qiqing. She was feeling her round stomach and leaning back on the sofa.

Zhao Qiqing gently opened her mouth, yawned and nodded. "OK, let's go."

The two men put on heavy cotton padded jackets and walked on the trail. The quiet moonlight showed a little microwave and was printed on the artificial lake in the villa area.

Fu xishen held Zhao Qiqing's hand tightly and walked steadily and slowly with Zhao Qiqing.

"Is it better to come out and breathe fresh air?" He looked at Zhao Qiqing's side face with his side eyes.

Zhao Qiqing blinked, took a deep breath and breathed again, "ah, fresh air!"

Listening to her tone like a poet, Fu Xi deeply bent his lips and couldn't help laughing.

……

The next day, Zhao Qiqing got up early in the morning. Du xiatong personally drove to pick her up.

Looking at Du xiatong, who was sitting in the driver's seat with heavy makeup and red lips and a slight heroic smell, Zhao Qiqing bent her lips, carefully opened the door and got into the car.

"Oh, miss, I got up early enough today. I rarely enjoyed the treatment of pregnant women calling me up!"

Du xiatong started the engine and made fun of him.

"Fuck you. Ah Shen went to confirm the venue of the annual meeting this morning. I asked him to call me together."

The warm air conditioner blows out from the air outlet, bringing bursts of warmth.

Du xiatong looked at the rearview mirror and then scolded, "can this man drive? I'm turning the turn signal when I change lanes! I'm so angry!"

Zhao Qiqing smiled, "you have scolded all the way, my sister."

She has been scolding since the beginning, and she has a cocoon in her ears.

As a person in the co pilot's seat, she can't say anything, so she can only follow the driver silently.

Finally, she got to the dress shop booked by the two people. After Du xiatong stopped the car steadily, Zhao Qiqing was relieved.

She pushed open the door and got off, as if relieved, "you really have to have strong psychological endurance to take your car."

"Hey, why do you still dislike me?" Du xiatong shook the car key in his hand, and the tail sound cocked up.

"Where can I? You're my full-time driver today." Zhao Qiqing bent her lips and smiled.

In exchange for Du xiatong's white eyes.

When they went in, they accidentally ran into someone they hadn't seen for a long time.

"Why are you here?"

Zhao Qiqing looked at the person in front of her and was surprised.

"I'll show my mother the evening dress." Xin Mo smiled faintly, and the gentleman was gentle and moist.

It seems that since Zhao Qiqing and Fu xishen got married, Xin Mo took the initiative to open up contact with himself.

Gradually, the distance between the two people grew farther and farther, leaving only a few of the intersection of the last meal he had when he returned home.

"I thought you had gone abroad without contacting me for so long." Zhao Qiqing continued, suddenly thinking of something, "I invited you to get married. Why didn't you come? You haven't returned to me!"

Listening to Zhao Qiqing's accusation, Xin Mo said with a light smile: "when I see that it's the third day, I think tomorrow is just when you Jingtian's annual meeting invited me. I'll see you then to talk in detail."

Zhao Qiqing nodded clearly.

Du xiatong, who was on the other side, smiled and said nothing.

"You're here to choose dresses, aren't you?"

Xinmo's eyes looked back and forth between the two people.

"Yes, I'm pregnant now. I don't know what to choose." Zhao Qiqing made a mistake for a while.

Xin Mo looked around the dress and thought for a while: "I think you choose a slightly darker color so that your little belly won't show up obviously."

"Isn't this president Zhao of Sheng Hui?"