Mrs. Lu picked it up

Nan Huai was so drunk that he couldn't notice Lan Miao's strangeness.

The lobster noodles were ready, and Chef Liu saw that Nan Huai was drunk, so he prepared a bowl for Nan Huai as well.

As soon as he put down his things, the butler called Chef Liu away, and went to the servant's room to order that no matter what noise he heard, he was not allowed to leave the room.

Chef Liu was puzzled: "You old godly woman, you don't let them go out when the husband is drunk, and let Miss Lan, a pregnant woman, take care of the husband?"

"Is your arrangement reasonable?"

The housekeeper sneered: "Don't make it difficult for them, our husband must not be single for a lifetime?"

"But didn't you say that Miss Lan is married?"

"I understand clearly. Her man is a bastard. Our husband defeated him. We have to make room for them. You go to sleep in your own place, just cook your meals, and mind your own business!"

Chef Liu and the butler went back to their respective rooms, and naturally only Lan Miao and Nan Huai were left downstairs.

Although Lan Miao wanted a lot, but she had just eaten a snack, and she ate a lot. Her stomach is limited, and she can't eat much. She ate half of a serving of noodles.

Nan Huai sat across from her and said to her, "Don't you think throwing things away is a waste?"

Lan Miao really couldn't take it anymore.

She was a little embarrassed, she didn't know which tendon of the man she touched, he frowned, his face serious: "Don't think of me helping you eat, exchanging saliva is unhygienic!"

Lan Miao's whole brain buzzed, and it went blank for a moment.

The memory went back uncontrollably to that night, when he lay on top of her, his breathing was heavy, and the pressing of his lips brought extremely heavy pressure.

Lan Miao pushed him, but because of the drug, not only did she not feel any pain, except for the stagnant pain at the beginning, her whole feeling can be summed up as "happiness".

She had already forgotten, but Lan Miao couldn't control herself anymore with a single word from Nan Huai. She became furious and got up angrily and strode away from the table.

Nan Huai followed her, even faster than him.

"You're pregnant, don't go up the stairs by yourself, it's dangerous!"

Lan Miao looked at Nan Huai almost collapsed, he looked at her seriously, his eyes were serious.

If she didn't know that he is not a person who likes to joke, Lan Miao almost felt that he was using the excuse of drinking to tease her on purpose!
"Then how do I go upstairs?" Lan Miao said helplessly, "Should I lie on the floor and sleep?"

Nan Huai suddenly lowered his body and said, "I'll carry you on my back."

Lan Miao laughed angrily at this drunk man.

He carries her?
Leaving aside whether he can walk steadily, does he still remember that she is pregnant?

Although she hasn't shown her pregnancy yet, she is still afraid that he will accidentally squeeze... or bump into the baby.

Lan Miao shook her head: "I don't want it!"

Suddenly, Nan Huai got up by himself: "Well, it will press down on my stomach."

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Nan Huai suddenly said, "I'll hug you."

None of these were exciting enough, Nan Huai did pick her up, not a princess hug, but like a child, dragging her thighs, and picked her up from the ground with one arm.

Lan Miao: "..."

"Nanhuai!"

She couldn't help being nervous, "Put me down quickly! Then... how can you hug someone like this?"

Nan Huai patted her head, "I won't fall to you."

With that said, he lightly supported the guardrail in the villa with his other hand, and walked up the steps steadily.

She is still an adult, even though she is thin, but Nan Huai holds her with one arm, her face is neither red nor out of breath.

Lan Miao's eyes drifted uncontrollably to his face. This posture brought the distance between them closer. The moment she turned her head to the side, her breathing blended together. She was so close that she was afraid of being thrown. Hold Nanhuai's neck.

Being so close made Lan Miao realize how superior a man is, not only his own condition, but also his appearance condition.

Lan Miao turned her wrong eyes and saw Nan Huai behind her. Hugging like this made her body rise a lot in the air, and when going upstairs, the distance from the ground seemed steep and high, Lan Miao started to panic all over.

After realizing it, I started to get scared, and Nan Huai was also drunk
The body was stiff like a stone, this kind of stiffness stayed when the man put her on the soft bed.

Nan Huai really drank too much, he maintained the posture of bowing and putting her on the bed, looked into her eyes, and suddenly laughed: "I said, I won't throw you."

Lan Miao's heart was hit at that moment, and many emotions filled her chest, sour, and... a sweetness that cannot be ignored.

The light was dim, and his tear mole was covered with a layer of warm light, which seemed to cover her heart with a layer of tulle.

Lan Miao couldn't stand such a close look at each other, and just about to push him away, her back sank, and she fell into an extremely aggressive embrace. Attack the city.

Lan Miao lost her breath, and she found that she couldn't refuse Nan Huai.

Before she died, the man took the initiative to let go of her.

"It's nothing different."

Nan Huai licked the corner of his lips and said with a smile.

For a moment, Lan Miao's heart was icy cold.

What's different?
Did Nan Huai compare her with something?

Tears almost fell, but Lan Miao forcibly held back.

Nan Huai left, she picked up her phone to divert her attention, and saw a small video sent by Shen Qingyou, it was a cross-dressing video of a handsome little brother.

[Click into his homepage, he looks great, and his abs are even stronger! ]
Lan Miao couldn't be in the mood to look at her abdominal muscles, so she smiled perfunctorily.

Shen Qingyou was still awake, she saw Lan Miao's reply and made a video call.

Lan Miao took it.

The woman who had removed her makeup was still very charming. Not only did her pregnancy not make her skin worse, but it made her face look more delicate, which touched the heart of Shen Qingyou, a handsome dog.

After admiring her beauty enough, Shen Qingyou discovered Lan Miao's absence.

"What's the matter, are you in a bad mood?"

"Qingyou, if I fall in love with him, is it the so-called moral decline?"

"I'm a married woman, whoever I like is a burden, right?"

Shen Qingyou was a little square, she looked at him and said in a low voice: "Baby, do you like him?"

Lan Miao was silent, she didn't even know what was good about Nan Huai, because she lost her job because of him, but just now, when he hugged her, she was full of sweetness and flustered.

Shen Qingyou firmly remembered that she wanted to do away with the child.

"What about him?"

"What does he think, does he like you?"

Shen Qingyou felt that no one would dislike Lan Miao, she was not only beautiful, but also had a good personality, tough and introverted, cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

When Lan Miao heard Shen Qingyou's words, she suddenly remembered Nan Huai's reaction, that sentence was like a sharp thorn, piercing hard into her heart.

"He doesn't like me."

"So sure?"