Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

After that day, Jian Ning began to refuse An Ting's approach.

She was afraid that he would hurt the baby in her womb. She didn't know why. She didn't know anything about the baby's arrival. She even knew that the baby was broken in her stomach for only a few days, but her baby's feelings were extremely strong. Perhaps, this It's the bond of blood.

However, even though Jian Ning carefully avoids An Ting every day, the other party still greets her with care, as if she doesn't mind her deliberate defense and alienation, and never mentions that she doesn't want that child again.

"Jane Ning!"

At night, just as Jian Ning was about to fall asleep, there was another knock on the door by An Ting.

Jian Ning hurriedly sat up, looked at the door nervously: "I... I fell asleep!"

There was silence at the door for a while, and then a very low sigh came, "Well, Jianning, you rest, I won't bother you!"

The sound of footsteps went away, Jian Ning pulled the quilt with both hands, and got into the bed carefully, the servant Lisa at the side saw everything and walked over.

"Miss, in fact... In fact, sir, he is very kind to you. Even a stone should be warmed up. Relationships need to be maintained. If you keep avoiding him like this, he will lose patience..."

After saying this, Lisa left, and Jian Ning curled up in the bed alone, struggling in her heart.

It stands to reason that that is her husband and the father of the child. Now that she is pregnant with his child, she should be more dependent on him, but for some reason, she is unconsciously full of guard against him. Is it true? Is it just because of what he said that day?

Jian Ning couldn't figure it out, and fell asleep amidst the entanglement until late at night.

Smith went into the bar near the hotel, which was his favorite entertainment.

A figure sitting in the corner of the bar caught his attention, and he recognized at a glance that it was the person who spied on him outside the restaurant that day!
He is still wearing white shoes and sportswear, the only difference is that the brim of the peaked cap has been turned to the back of his head. This kind of dress is obviously incompatible with the atmosphere of the bar, but he puts his legs casually, tilts his head slightly, and clasps his fingertips Holding the wine glass, the body gently swayed to the music in a relaxed manner, but it was extremely harmonious.

It really is my dish!

Smith pushed aside the crowd, and approached with a smile on his lips.

"Hey bro, are you interested in getting to know each other?"

The man turned the chair to meet him. He had an oriental face, but he was extremely handsome. Smith's heart moved slightly.

The man looked him up and down quietly for a while, then grinned heartily: "Of course!"

"Ok! How about leaving a contact information first?"

"Yes!" The man touched his pocket, and said helplessly, "What a coincidence, I forgot to bring my mobile phone!"

"It's okay, I have it!"

Smith handed over his mobile phone, and the man took it without hesitation, blinked at Smith, then turned his back to fiddle with it, and handed the phone back: "Okay, my phone number and The social accounts are all saved in!"

Smith took the phone and threw it into his pocket, all his attention was on the man's bright face, he couldn't wait to stuff a glass of wine over: "Have a drink, let's celebrate our meeting!"

The man looked down at his watch, a little embarrassed: "Sorry, it's getting late, I should leave!"

Seeing Smith's disappointed expression, the man quickly took the glass again, raised his head and drank it down, and then put a stack of banknotes on the bar counter: "Nice to meet you, although I can't drink with you, but I can I invite you to drink!"

After speaking, the man left. When he reached the door, he turned his head and blinked at Smith again, gestured to keep in touch, and then went out.

Smith watched the man's back disappear into the crowd with a smile on his face, contentedly reminiscing about the beautiful encounter just now.

The man walked out of the bar, looked back, and after confirming that he had walked out of the sight of the people inside, the muscles at the corners of his mouth relaxed instantly, and his face changed in a second.

"This is really not something people do!"

Jiang Cong got in the car, threw away his hat angrily, brushed his hair indiscriminately, and began to take off his sportswear and put on his own suit, complaining without disgust while changing: "What kind of taste does that guy like? Just go find a muscular guy, but he also likes skinny, youthful ones, I suspect that this guy has a pedophile!"

After changing his clothes and starting again, Jiang Cong hurriedly disinfected his hands with an alcohol spray, and said to the person in the driver's seat: "Goose bumps are coming up all over my body, cherish life, stay away from gays! I will never do this kind of thing again Already!"

The person next to him glanced at him indifferently: "Did I do it?"

"Uh..." Jiang Cong was discouraged for a moment, and the movement of rubbing his hands was a little slower, and then he opened the corners of his mouth to draw a flattering smile: "How can I do this kind of thing more easily than you, Boss?" ,Right?"

Bao Siheng's expression became serious: "Is the matter settled?"

Jiang Cong also put away his hippie smile and nodded: "It's done!"

In order to deal with that doctor, they took great pains. If he can't do it well, he will doubt his own ability!
"However, it doesn't mean it's safe!" Jiang Cong was a little annoyed again: "If that guy doesn't contact him all the time, our hard work will be in vain!"

"Of course not in vain."

Bao Siheng looked ahead, and said calmly while driving: "Since we all know each other, there must be a plot development in the future, right? Hold him and ask him to contact the benefactor. It's not too difficult to think about."

"what?"

Jiang Cong's eyes widened, and he almost jumped up: "Boss, don't you, I still have to contact that gay guy?"

Bao Siheng turned his head and patted him on the shoulder lightly: "It's up to you, Second Lieutenant Jiang!"

As soon as the word "Second Lieutenant" came out, Jiang Cong was speechless.

He used his organizational position to pressure him, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, he couldn't refuse him, after all, Bao Siheng has the title of major general!

will bully me!
Jiang Cong glanced at Bao Siheng sadly, turned his head unwillingly, and could only think about it in his heart.

Early in the morning, An Ting heard a knock on the door.

"Ting, are you awake?"

Hearing that it was Jian Ning's voice, An Ting, who was arranging his cuffs, froze for a moment. This was the first time she had approached his room these days. An Ting raised the corners of his mouth uncontrollably, and immediately went to open the room Door.

At the door of the room, Jian Ning's cheeks were slightly red, "Well... Lisa has already made breakfast, do you want to have it together?"

Apparently, she had come to ask for peace!
Because of her resistance to him these days, the two of them haven't had dinner together for a long time.

Surprised and delighted, An Ting nodded to Jian Ning: "Okay!"

An Ting closed the door, and naturally reached out to hold Jian Ning's shoulder: "Let's go!"

Jian Ning subconsciously looked at the hand on her shoulder, and flinched a bit, but thinking of what Lisa said to herself last night, she was relieved again, and let him support her, and the two got down together building.

Lisa, who was busy in the kitchen, saw An Ting helping Jian Ning down the stairs, she raised the corners of her lips slightly, and her hands moved faster.