Master Is Pregnant

Chapter 33

Sending away Yan Wu who seemed to be full of thoughts, I was also full of thoughts, sitting on the steps in front of Qiao Yuan, looking up at the sky with my cheeks, sad.

Lord, I, forgot a terrible thing. Amnesia shouldn’t happen to someone who is off the line like me. Before that, after waking up from a serious injury, I felt a little bit vaguely, but my brain seemed to be dazzled and dizzy. Don't remember much dizzyly. Yan Wu said, anyway, my head is also a decoration. I am not in a hurry for treatment. I wondered if he was right, so I thought about it. Anyway, I forgot something, it makes no difference to my current life. It's good to be happy today, so why bother to worry about the past.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

First of all, someone bullied my Qiao Si. It doesn't matter who this person is, he is definitely not by my side anyway. I have nothing wrong with this person, but the protection is short, bullying me is OK, bullying me, even if I bully the two ashes who used to be my pet, I remember him as a three-life, three-life, ten-mile chrysanthemum! So the person who is suspected of being abominable and automatically filtered by my brain must be just an evil supporting role, a passerby, a small cannon fodder that everyone will never miss in their lives, and when he has been cannon fodder.

Second, this is the most important thing, and that is... Have Yan Wu ever slept with the master? Yan Wuna is not an ordinary supporting actor. He may be one of the important actor in my life. The consequences of offending him are extremely serious. My life may turn from a hilarious comedy to a tragedy, and it may even lead to this drama called "Master Has Joy" Because of the lack of female protagonists, the curtain call was made in advance...As a man who is willing to be responsible for the morality and loves to eat chicken, it is necessary for me to figure out this fact. If I have ever had a deep relationship with him, then I will definitely be responsible for him to the end, and I will love him ever since. If not... Then it happened as soon as possible... After these days, my lord, I am still a little bit, a little bit reluctant to bear him, if he also reluctant to me...

"Master." Qiao Si appeared silently behind me again.

"Si'er..." I hooked my finger at him, and Qiao Si sat next to me in cooperation. He sat with me on these low steps with long legs, and I looked aggrieved for him. "Si'er, lord, let me ask you something." I took his shoulders and moved my head to him, his shoulders froze almost as soon as I spoke, and a pair of clear black and white eyes stared at me warily. Like an enemy.

"what?"

I was coughed by him. "Ahem... Si'er, relax." I patted his shoulder comfortably and smoothed his back. Look at his demo, as if I was trying to force the good to be a traitor, but in fact I am the purer one! Although the first time with him was completed under my guidance, it was him who took the initiative first...

I'm sorry, I think it's crooked, I'm pulling away, and get back to business. "My lord, I have a small, unprincipled question I want to ask you. I think you are so affectionate for me, and you definitely can't bear to refuse to answer my question. You will answer it, right!" Looking at him brightly.

Before he had a deep understanding of me (on the surface), he might be deceived by my "sincere" gaze, thinking that I was the "good, cute, beautiful, sunny" girl he met when he was a child. (Although he didn't utter these words personally, based on what I know about him, he must think of me that way, he must be!) It is a pity that he has got a preliminary understanding of me after such a long time together. So he did not nod his head steadfastly.

"You ask first."

Ask...

How should I speak?

Ask him directly, are Yan Wu and I innocent? Is it too hurtful?

The fourth son of our family, like the master, is alone, and no one knows that he has suffered internal injuries. Even if his internal organs are shattered, he will cough up blood and laugh, pretending that he just accidentally bit his tongue. Where are they like Tao Er Tang San, whoever slaps him on the left cheek, he is determined to plan their ancestral grave.

So with Si'er, I was a hundred be careful, I'm afraid I hurt him heartlessly. Seeing the pair of pillows this morning, I was unavoidably sad. I couldn't give all of these five people. Some people called me that this sadness was nothing more than "crocodile tears", but in the end I was crying.

I will be sad, sad, and maybe I can comfort myself. It's not that I'm bad, but I'm not bad enough...

"Forget it, I'll leave it alone." I patted his shoulder, and I sighed in a daze, then retracted my hand and continued to hold my cheek in a daze.

I don't ask if my will is depressed, but he chases after curiously. "What do you want to ask?"

Yes, it turned into him asking what I wanted to ask.

I glanced at him bitterly. "I will not tell you……"

Qiao Si was dazed for a while, his eyes looked a little weird when he saw me, and his brows were slightly closed. It is estimated that he is more entangled than me now.

I stood up and patted my butt. I felt that there were too many people in my family, but there was no one to speak. I was a little frustrated right away. "Si'er, master, I'll walk everywhere, you practice your calligraphy in the garden."

As soon as he took his footsteps, Qiao Si followed. "Where are you going?"

"Walk around, I just don't know where I am going. After sleeping for so long, it's time to relax, right?" I raised my eyebrows and looked at him.

"I'll be with you." He said firmly.

I smiled and took his arm. "What about the engineering class assigned by the master?"

His eyebrows tangled again, and after a fierce thought struggle, he said, "I'll be with you."

Suddenly, the sun was shining in my heart! He jumped up, hugged Qiao Si's neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek, but he was not addicted. He bounced on the ground and kissed him again!

After Qiao was startled at the beginning of the fourth quarter, he immediately reacted and held my waist. With this deflection, my goal shifted from cheeks to lips. My fourth son Qiao's tanned, white face was evenly pink, and he pursed his lips, glanced out quickly, and then turned back and looked at me firmly.

Ann, Uncle Fu who sweeps the floor is used to it and won't laugh at you behind his back.

I was the one who was snickering, and my forehead burrowed around on his chest, and it felt so wonderful to see others doing my business for me! I smiled and said: "Si'er, I know you care about me, but I'm just walking around in Li Mansion. What can you worry about?"

"This..." Qiao Si still hesitated. I worked harder and continued to molest him. His eyes flickered, and finally surrendered under my persevering attack and grabbed my wicked hands. "You won't leave the house?"

I nodded. "I am struggling to climb the wall now, and there are people guarding the door. How can I leave the house easily, don't you think?"

I played this bitterness card, coupled with my pretendingly inattentive little melancholy expression, he was immediately killed by a spike and gave me a light hug. "come back earlier."

Master, my heart is...like in sugar water, when I walked out of Qiaoyuan, my steps were drifting.

Tiehan's tenderness is really unbearable.

Therefore, there are only two kinds of men in this world, one is coquettish and the other is sorrowful. There are no men who are not unsatisfied, only women who are not good at digging.

And the man I'm going to find now is definitely the best for showing off and not being bored.

It's not a lie to tell Qiao Si that I will not leave the house. After all, the Ding Yuan where Mo Wei lives is still within the scope of Li's house.

It was a terrible failure. I didn't expect that in the end, I still had to ask Mo Wei for help.

At this time, it's not surprising that Mo Wei's dog should be swaying his big fan regardless of the four seasons, playing with himself elegantly. This kind of thing, my master did it naturally, and he did it as a... forget it, if you ask others, I won't slander him.

Ding Yuan has two doors, the front door opens outwards, and the back door opens inwards. Last time we designed him at the front door, but this time I want to enter through the back door.

I put my hands in my sleeves, looked up at the wall, reached out and pushed the door panel, once again frustrated that I had become a useless person. Back then, my lord, I was only a sea holly. Later, unfortunately, I met five friends and became a canary. Later... it became what you see now. The Phoenix failed to rebirth from the ashes and became a small Chicken...

I was depressed in my heart, and I kicked the wall bitterly-well, internal injuries and external injuries...

Ever since, I hugged my toes and jumped to the corner of the wall, leaning up against the wall and sighing.

"Xiao Yuer..." A gloomy call came from the wall, and I slapped my spirit, and almost immediately turned my head to look at it. At this sight, I was furious: "You dog—" As if the pen barrel hit by a bullet suddenly broke, I brushed the floor and replaced it with a flattering smile. "Uncle Mo, if you climb so high, beware of falling..."

He probably was frightened by my face change, staggered and almost fell off the wall. He straightened his clothes in embarrassment, and showed a smile that he thought was overwhelming.

"Xiao Yu'er, it's been a long time since I saw you, let the uncle squeeze..." Mo Wei said that he hooked his finger at me, just like he did to Da Hui and Xiao Hui.

I held back my temper and smiled at him. "Uncle Mo, what are you doing for climbing so high?"

Mo Wei retracted his hand, pulled out the fan that was inserted on his waist and unfolded it again with a sweeping sound. Fan-and-fan Fengliu narrowed her eyes infinitely. "Lying on the wall and waiting for the red apricot..."

Dare to love my previous embarrassment and let him see it!

I endured the urge to beat him up, and kept telling myself--you are now a little oily chicken and not a sea holly, don’t do anything if you can’t beat him...

"Uncle Mo, don't you open the door and let me in?"

"Oh. Wait a minute." Mo Wei seemed to think of it at this moment. He put away the fan and pushed it back to his waist. He supported the wall with both hands and moved into the wall. He was probably stepping on a ladder. I secretly cursed him for throwing a dog and eating shit. !

Mo Wei and I are wrong. To be more specific, he is very similar to the other person. I haven't repaired him for ten days and a half and his whole body is not right. It is estimated that I am going to open a massage shop. Both of them must be regular customers.

Mo Wei slowly climbed down the wall. He probably had to pat his clothes, trim his clothes, and dared to see people after he was sure he looked like a dog.

Impatiently waiting, I reached out and patted the door. "...Uncle Mo." He was so risky that he almost called him a dog again. "You hurry up!"

He finally opened the door and he looked like a well-dressed beast.

Hey, this guy, I haven't seen him for more than half a year, and he's getting more and more deceptive, just looking at him like this, who expected him to be a broken sleeve. Lake green gown, white jade hair crown; folding fan lightly sway, hair fluttering; born with a pair of affectionate eyes, smile before saying a word; pretending to be two-sleeved clear wind, not sulky.

"Uncle Mo's demeanor remains the same, and the sword is not old!" I smiled and complimented.

Mo Wei squinted his eyes very usefully, and then looked at me directly. "Xiao Yu'er, you have a round of roundness."

Naturally, you have to fatten up and eat the little chicken...

I dragged him by the arm and walked in, as familiar with my own door-no, this is my home!

"Xiao Yu'er, you are really impatient." Mo Wei shook his head and sighed, "Why do you suddenly think of Uncle Uncle today?"

Bah, he took it seriously when I was polite!

"Xiao Yu'er, I always miss my uncle. I don't see it in a day like every three autumns. I heard that the uncle came to Los Angeles and I wish I could see you with my wings!" I found a seat and sat down, Erlang's legs raised and held him I took a sip of a cup of tea, then looked up at him and said sincerely.

Mo Wei twitched the corner of his mouth. "It doesn't matter if you haven't arrived, Xiao Yu'er, I have received your uncle." He raised his eyebrows and smiled narrowly.

I sweated a bit and laughed. He was talking about the chain of organs. I couldn’t jump in on my own, so I pretended to be ignorant: “Xiao Yu’er and the uncle’s mind are connected, so the sea rises and the moon rises. At this time, it’s better to miss each other, and see you for nothing!"

Mo Wei pulled the corners of his mouth and eyes. "You have become more and more like a wet man under Dongli's training."

I am humble. "Where is it? It's easy to **** a hand so wet, but it's hard to **** a quilt!"

Mo Wei also sat down opposite me, smiled and replied: "For you, it's not difficult." Then, "Don't be pretending to be with your uncle. The first time you come to the moon, I will help you. The menstrual belt, just your little thought, can you hide from me, a wise and wise uncle?"

Mo Wei, Mo Wei, if you die, you will die alive!

I also put away my smiling face, and sighed: "Sure enough, your enemy is the one who knows you best..."

"Am I your enemy?" Mo Wei brows straight.

"No, no, no." I'm quick to talk, people are polite to you, don't be a blessing, Mo Wei, this dog, has a small belly, and can't easily offend him. I got out of the chair and walked to him and took his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Look at what you said, how can this be! The first time I came to my menstrual period was the menstrual belt you bought, how can you be? My enemy, I think you are my best friend!"

"Boudoir... honey..." Mo Wei's hand holding the fan froze obviously, the blue veins on his temples jumped lively, and finally turned into a light sigh. "My best friend is my best friend..." He said arrogantly, "Xiao Yu'er, you have spent most of your time grinding your lips for the past six months."