Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Once in the bedroom, Ji Shaoheng kissed Fang Yaqing against the door.

Kissing and kissing, he didn't want to let go, but he cared about the child in her stomach, and took the urge to release her.

He took a breath and waited for the breath to settle down and asked, "When will it be possible?"

Fang Yaqing's face was crimson, more and more bright, and her lips were also red and glamorous, whispering: "It will be fine after three months."

Ji Shaoheng's heart was overjoyed, he hugged her horizontally, put her on the bed and covered it.

Fang Yaqing hasn't responded yet, seeing that there is a black shadow above, she pushed him: "What are you doing?"

Ji Shaoheng looked at her scorchingly: "You have been three months."

Fang Yaqing was a little helpless about his thirst-quenching appearance, but it also showed that he had no other woman except himself.

"It's daytime, and Tanxi they are still below."

Ji Shaoheng said in a dumb voice: "They might be gentle, and I have endured for so long, and I will end up with something more."

Fang Yaqing blinked and asked doubtfully: "What happened?"

"It's broken, it won't work in the future, and the sexual happiness of your younger generation will be gone." After that, he kissed it.

Fang Yaqing leaned his head to avoid: "Tomorrow."

Ji Shaoheng's heart was a little uncomfortable: "Although tomorrow is a wedding night, is it different today and tomorrow?"

Seeing that he was not happy, Fang Yaqing kissed him on the lips, and then said softly: "I am a pregnant woman, I have to build up my strength today, or tomorrow's wedding will not end."

Ji Shaoheng buried his head in her shoulder socket, and said in a muffled voice: "We only give birth to this one, and then we don't want it."

Fang Yaqing whispered: "I have already counted as an old woman, even if you want it, it should be impossible."

"Can't do it, there are other ways." Her nose is full of her breath, and he can't bear it.

Fang Yaqing could hardly hear his voice dumb. He didn't say anything this time, but followed what he meant.

After the end, Fang Yaqing went into the bathroom to wash his hands, and came out Ji Shaoheng had fastened his belt.

"Let Tanxi live here with you tonight, and tomorrow morning I will ask Yan Hao to pick you up at the hotel."

"Shao Heng." Fang Yaqing approached him, and when she thought of tomorrow's wedding, she was always a little nervous, "Do you really want to do this?"

Ji Shaoheng didn't answer her, caressing her face: "Tomorrow is the wedding, be happy."

"But I'm worried that your parents will..." Speaking of which, she stopped her voice and didn't go on.

Ji Shaoheng comforted her: "It's alright, I have arranged it."

The worry between Fang Yaqing's eyebrows did not dissipate: "Well, what will happen tomorrow?"

Ji Shaoheng raised his lips and smiled: "Of course, how can our daughter not be at our wedding."

The two stayed in the room for a while and then went downstairs. Yan Hao and Tan Xi were not seen in the living room.

Sister Lan is preparing meals in the restaurant. Fang Yaqing asked: "Sister Lan, what about them?"

Sister Lan has been in the kitchen, she did not know: "Will Miss Tan leave?"

It should be impossible, her bag is still on the sofa.

But at this moment, Tanxi came out of the guest room on the first floor, her face was red, Yan Hao followed her.

Yan Hao's look was calm, but Tanxi's lips were a little swollen, and his expression was shy and unnatural.

Everyone is an adult and knows what they did at a glance.