Mu Chi Yao nodded and strode to the living room.

Yan Anxi sat in front of the tea table, in front of which a plate of desserts were arranged in a row, which seemed to have an appetite.

She took a delicate spoon, looked at a plate of tiramisu, took a bite, her eyes narrowed slightly, she looked satisfied.

Mu Chi Yao looks at this scene and raises her eyebrows slightly. Does she like dessert?

He deliberately put light steps, slowly to her side.

The heavy carpet engulfed the sound of his footsteps, which he did not notice at all.

The servant on one side saw him and was about to nod and bow. Mu Chi Yao raised his index finger and put it on his lips. He gave a slight "Shh" to signal the servant not to speak.

The servant quickly understood and nodded.

"What is this?" Yan Anxi asked, "tiramisu?"

"Yes, ma'am, try this, Matcha cake."

"Matcha?" Yan Anxi said, "have a taste."

She ate happily. She liked these desserts better.

Yan Anxi had a good time eating and mu chiyao had a good time watching. It's really a long time I didn't see her like this.

This is the first word, Nancy.

What he likes Yan Xi.

"Well, it's good. I usually like the taste of Matcha. It's delicious. It's very strong. It's authentic."

At the same time, the servant silently wrote down what the wife had eaten several mouthfuls and what the wife had not touched at all.

Another servant brought a hot drink and put it in front of her: "madam, this is Hong Kong style milk tea, which is low in sugar."

Yan Anxi smiled: "you're very kind. Knowing that I've eaten so many desserts, I'm so tired that I'll have another cup of milk tea."

Milk tea is full of fragrance. Yananxi smells it and feels very good.

She picked it up and took a sip. The strong and mellow milk smell filled the tip of her tongue instantly.

But I don't know why, Yan Anxi suddenly felt a little bored.

It seems that this kind of thing is rejected in the stomach.

Looking at her movements, the servant asked anxiously, "what's the matter with you, madam?"

Yan Anxi didn't speak, she just felt I want to vomit.

It's over. She's sick again.

Yan Anxi stood up without saying a word, his stomach was churning, he covered his mouth and wanted to say something, but he felt that he was about to vomit.

She turned to go to the bathroom, but in the moment of turning around, saw Mu Chi Yao.

Seeing her like this, Mu Chi Yao frowned and quickly took his hand out of his trousers pocket and walked towards her: "what's the matter? Uncomfortable? "

Yan Anxi didn't say a word, lowered his head and rushed to him directly.

When Mu Chi Yao saw that she was like this, he felt as if he had suddenly seized her.

"Water, tissue." He said in a deep voice as soon as he reached out.

The servant quickly handed the things to him, and Mu Chi Yao took them, and immediately followed Yan Anxi.

Yan Anxi had already been lying on the washing table, spitting out the sky and the earth, and tears came from the corners of his eyes.

She knew that Mu Chi Yao had come, but she didn't have that free mind to care about him. She was very sad.

Now eat something, as long as a little more, the whole person will feel sick in the stomach.

Mu Chi Yao stood behind her with water and tissue, and said nothing.

The mirror on the washstand reflects his tall body and Yanxi's slightly arched back.

The sound of the tap was loud. It took a while for Yan Anxi to slow down and turn off the tap powerlessly.

Mu Chi Yao unscrewed the water and handed it to her.

Yananxi gave him a look, then took it and rinsed.

As soon as she put the water down, Mu Chi Yao handed over the tissue again.

Moreover, his broad palm, also pasted on her back, gently stroked: "is it very uncomfortable?"

"Well," she said slowly

"I'll be fine in a while. I asked the doctor. It's normal, but It's hard for you. "

Yan'anhi did not speak. He bit his lips and went out.

Mu Chi Yao follows behind her, looking at her petite and thin back, all of them are slightly distressed.

He quickened his pace and ran after him, only to find that Yan Anxi had been covering his stomach.

"What's the matter?" Mu Chi Yao asked, "does your stomach hurt?"

"A little bloated."

Just said that Anxi was just retching, and that's how she was getting pregnant every time. She couldn't stand it.

When we got to the living room, Yan Anxi was going to the direction of the stairs, but mu Chi Yao reached out directly and grabbed her shoulder.

"What are you doing?"

Her subconscious is to escape the touch of Mu Chi Yao's body and try to escape.

Who knows that Mu Chi Yao's hand is even tighter and tighter, which makes her unable to move at all.

He said lightly, "what do you want me to do?"

"I want you to let go of me."

"That's impossible." Mu Chi Yao replied, "isn't it stomach bloating? I'll take you out for a walk. "

Yan Anxi heard him say this, and suddenly smiled: "Oh Take me out for a walk. Aren't you afraid I'm running? "

"Where can you go? Uh huh?

"Run to a place without you." Yan'anhi said, "I remember what I said at the beginning of summer.

Well, Mu Chi Yao, wait and see, she will run, so that he will never find it!

Yan Anxi's determination to escape was all the more determined. She is not afraid of death. Now, what else does she have to worry about?

Mu Chi Yao said slowly, "the more you want to escape, the more I am in your heart."

Yan Anxi gave him a look and didn't want to talk to him at all.

Who is it So arrogant and domineering.

"Let's go." Mu Chi Yao's hand slowly moved down to her waist, "go out to relax."

Yan Anxi can't refuse him. Besides, she is suffering from stomach distention. If she doesn't walk away, she will have to eat and sit in the room, which is even worse.

Under the strong power of Mu Chi Yao, she was taken out by him.

Yan Anxi thought that he would drive and take him somewhere, but he didn't expect that Mu Chi Yao would circle her waist and walk out slowly.

He really walked slowly and slowly, holding her all the time and refusing to let go.

The evening wind is a little cold, but it's very comfortable, not cold. Yananxi's hair is a little scattered, and the whole person is held by muchiyao, which is a little bird like.

Nianhua villa is in the rich area, usually with cars coming and going, and all of them are luxury cars.

Two people walk together, some silence, Yan Anxi will not take the initiative to talk with him, she Hate him.

People who loved at the beginning of Ming Dynasty hate so much now.

Love begets hate.

Yan Anxi's face is expressionless, but mu Chi Yao seems to be in a good mood. His lips are slightly raised: "later Every night, I will accompany you out for a walk, take a walk, OK? "

"Not good."