Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Sure enough, the profiteer in her family turned two pages and raised his eyes, and said solemnly: "It is because of the success of the career that I pursue other things. For example, if there are too few children, I should work hard some?"

Pei Qiqi blocked a word and couldn't refute, clenched a small fist and stared at him.

Tang Yu smiled again, calm and easy-going, "You have been there for so long, two weeks... Seven or seven, what do you say to me? How do you get pregnant by yourself?"

Pei Qiqi squeezed two words from between his teeth, "Profit Merchant."

Tang Yu smiled lightly, "You can go, come back and make up."

Come back to make up—— Pei Qiqi admires Tang Yu especially, because he can make a particularly shameless thing so reasonable.

She waved a small fist, her voice weak, "Pregnant... it's enough to do it once a day."

But he pressed her to do it one, two or three times a day. If he came back in the past half month to make up, how many times would it have to be a night? Do you want to sleep?

Pei Xiaoqi really feels that getting married with Tang Yu is in desperation, so tired!

"Or else, I'll go with you, so that it doesn't delay giving birth. You shoot you during the day and I do mine at night." He suggested very kindly.

Pei Qiqi just think about it...Forget it, think about the tents that everyone set up. They are not soundproof. He doesn't rest this night. Will she see anyone in the future?

Staring at him, it took a long time before he snorted softly, "I still... come back and make up."

There is always a frustrating taste, and I feel that I am with Tang Yu, his rank is too low, and he loses his power and insults the country.

Tang Yu smiled, and reached out to touch her little face, "Qiqi, I'll wait for you to come back."

After that, the big boss continued to read the magazine, Pei Qiqi held his small paw: "Why do you manage the three companies and still have such a long marriage leave?"

"You can also ask! But are you sure you want to take a wedding leave?" Tang Yu smiled again: "The wedding leave is very tiring. This is my experience."

Pei Qiqi wailed again, and planted in his arms, with a soft voice: "Tang Yu, can I return the goods?"

He was sitting on the sofa, gently curling her hair with his fingers, especially gentle, and the voice was like, "Qiqi, is my money so easy to get?"

Pei Qiqi collapsed and greeted all eight generations of Lao Kan's ancestors in his heart.

Tang Yu smiled and mentioned that she was going to dinner, "Be careful not to be here tonight. Eat a little bit."

Pei Qiqi is familiar with his routine, holding her small fist, don't want to sleep tonight!

Looking at her sad and angry expression, Tang Yu smiled, "Qiqi, is it so uncomfortable? I remember you begged me not to end when you were excited."

She was buried in his arms and couldn't listen anymore.

Unexpectedly, this night, he didn't toss her violently as before, but only gave it gently for a long time, about two hours.

Very gentle and gentle, his eyes almost dripping with gentleness, and his movements are gentler.

He kissed her, praised her, and whispered love in her ear... This night, Pei Qiqi was a little bit desolate, feeling like a wedding night.

Although she was not too indulgent, she went to bed very late, because he hugged her and said a lot.

It was about half a month apart, so Pei Qiqi was a little reluctant to sleep, and kept lying in his arms and listening carefully... Although she was tired after marriage, she was happy every day with him.