Endless Pampering Only For You

Han Qiqing was also taken aback and was knocking on the door twice as he was about to say something.

Both were scared at the same time.

"Who?" Han Qiqing asked out loud, a little worried that it was her brother.

"Miss, it's me." It was the voice of a servant.

Mu Xiao's novel, "It's my honey lemonade, let her in."

"Oh." Han Qiqing jumped out of bed again, ran towards the door, opened the door with a stun, and the maid standing outside was startled.

"Just give me something." Han Qiqing said.

The servant held a tray in his hand. In addition to Mu Xiaoxiao's honey and lemonade, he also brought some fruits and desserts.

After taking over the tray, Han Qiqing shook his head to the servant and said, "Let's go out, no one should bother us without my orders."

"OK." The servant stepped back respectfully.

Han Qiqing turned around, hooked the door with his feet, and closed the door.

"Lock the door, lock the door!" Mu Xiaoxiao reminded.

Han Qiqing lowered the tray, locked the door, took the tray over, pulled a chair, and placed it on top.

"Continue!" She sat cross-legged on the bed, facing Mu Xiaoxin.

Mu Xiaoxiao's face turned red, and she bowed her head shyly, poking her finger, "It's ... nothing ..."

Han Qiqing opened his eyes wide, "What then? Are you ..."

Gaze fell on her belly, revealing a frightened expression.

Mu Xiaoxiao glared at her, waved her hand, and said silently, "Why so fast! It's only been two days, OK?"

"Oh ... yes," Han Qiqing said in a stunned voice, and then snorted, "This Yin Shaozhen is too unreliable! It's not like wearing a suit for this kind of thing."

Strangely, she felt that Yin Shaojie was not like this kind of ignorant person.

Besides, Yin Shaojie has so little pain. He also knows the consequences of not wearing a suit?

Could it be that……

Han Qiqing snapped off the bed, and for the novel, "I know, Yin Shaoxin was intentional! He wants you to get pregnant and use children to tie you up! Threatening you to get married!"

Mu Xiaoxiao, "..."

Dear, is your imagination too rich?

"No ..." Mu Xiaoxiao Zhiwu said, a little embarrassed, "Actually ... I can't blame him, it's my fault ... that night ... it's me ..."

It's harder to say more and more quietly.

"What? I didn't hear it, you said louder, you can rest assured, my room is well soundproofed and can't be heard outside." Besides, she didn't ask her to shout.

Mu Xiaoxiao covered her face and simply took out a mouthful, "It was my overlord who bowed hard!"

Han Qiqing froze, stunned.

Then she gave Mu Xiaoxiao a thumb.

Feeling one is not enough, both hands thumbs up.

"Okay you! You're too good, young!" She wondered, which was something she had never thought of.

"It's not because ... what, anyway, that's what happened. It was my fault anyway. He later ... lost control, didn't remember to take security measures, and couldn't blame him ..." Mu Xiaoxiao explained.

Han Qiqing touched his chin. "Okay, I blame him wrongly, so what is it now? Are you worried about ... Zhongcai?"

Winning the lottery for the first time, this chance is also small.

But ... maybe?

If it really wins, it is not impossible.

Han Qiqing asked, "So what do you want me to help you with? Even if you are worried that you will become pregnant, it is still very early and you want to have a checkup, but you cannot check it out."

Mu Xiaoxiao's expression was a bit awkward. She unzipped the bag, and then turned it upside down to pour out the contents of the bag.