Poor girl, she is pregnant with a rich old man's cub

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Qin Jue raised his eyes: "...Yangyang."

Lin Yang was vigilant and shrank his feet: "Don't come here."

Qin Jue got up and said with a relaxed tone, "Actually, I didn't...ah cut!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Aunt Wang waved the spatula: "Xiaojue!!!"

So, on the first night when President Qin came home from a business trip, he was sent to sleep in the guest room.

With so much regret in his heart, he tossed and turned unable to fall asleep, and finally hugged the quilt and made do at the door of Lin Yang's bedroom all night.

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One day after the third autumn rain, Qin Jue received a scarf.

Dark gray pattern, hand-woven, very soft.

The recent maximum temperature has been hovering around ten degrees.

Lin Yang's belly got a little bigger again, she was too thin, and she could barely see any difference from before when she put on clothes.

Every night, Qin Jue would carefully put the girl into his arms, gently lift off the clothes, and measure the curvature of the girl's belly with the palm of his hand.

Caressing the thin layer of flesh that was propped up, secretly trembling with fear.

Lin Yang's due date is at the end of January next year.

It's only November.

Looking at Lin Yang who was sleeping soundly and heartlessly.

Qin Jue covered her clothes with some helplessness, and then hugged her in his arms, making the girl's back and his chest stick tightly together.

Qin Jue closed his eyes, feeling that he might have some prenatal anxiety.

This kind of intimacy seems to relieve Qin Jue's uneasiness.

Today seems to be an unusual day.

Lin Yang always liked to stay in bed, but it became even more so after the temperature cooled down.

Almost every morning, Qin Jue had to coax him for half an hour before getting up.

But today, when Qin Jue opened his eyes, he saw the girl who was supposed to be well-behaved sleeping in his arms, now lying beside him with her little head propped up, her eyes sparkling and clear.

After seeing him wake up, he raised a big smiling face without hesitation, and got into his arms: "Good morning!"

Qin Jue raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

One arm wrapped around Lin Yang's shoulders, holding her in his arms, and the other hand habitually rested on Lin Yang's waist, helping her massage her sore lower back due to her growing belly.

He spoke with a slightly hoarse voice: "Good morning."

Before rubbing the hand covering Lin Yang's back a few times, Lin Yang dragged it away.

Immediately afterwards, he felt Lin Yang pushing his chest, pulling the distance between the two of them apart, and then he heard Lin Yang say in a solemn tone, "You don't need to do these things today."

Qin Jue was taken aback for a moment, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze, he didn't react, and his tone was strange: "What?"

He sat up from the bed subconsciously, and rubbed his forehead helplessly: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Lin Yang felt soft and sore in his heart.

She sticks to Qin Jue every day, how could she not notice the changes in Qin Jue.

Lin Yang sat up, looked at him amusedly, and hinted, "Today is a very good day."

Qin Jue frowned slightly, and glanced out the window.

Sunshine, breeze, an unremarkable day.

He was wondering if Lin Yang wanted to go out to play.

Beginning this month, he even canceled the matter of letting Lin Yang go shopping with Aunt Wang.

Lin Yang hasn't gone out for a long time.

He was a little too anxious recently, he only went to the company once every ten days and a half, even at home, he just wanted to hug Lin Yang and not let go.

He didn't feel at ease when Lin Yang went to the toilet, for fear that she would lose her balance while hugging her stomach and accidentally fall.

—Because it did happen.

It rained a while ago, when Lin Yang went to the back garden to look at the succulents she planted, his feet slipped, but fortunately Qin Jue followed her worriedly.

Qin Jue's mind went blank, he caught Lin Yang and carried Lin Yang back to the bedroom, only to react when he heard Lin Yang's cry of pain.

It was only then that he realized that his hand was trembling all the time, and he was grasping Lin Yang's wrist so hard that it turned white.

That night, in his dream, he watched Lin Yang fall, the already yellowed lawn was stained with large patches of red, Qin Jue woke up in a cold sweat.

See him like this.

Lin Yang muttered: "Why did you forget, you said you wanted me to buy you a gift Qi Jiyuan."

"Yangyang." Qin Jue clicked his tongue and subconsciously opened his mouth to warn.

"Okay, okay, I won't mention him." Lin Yang stuck out his tongue.

Qin Jue was not happy to hear other men's names from her mouth.

Especially Ji Yuan.

But in the next second, Qin Jue reacted: "A gift?"

He said, looking at Lin Yang subconsciously.

The girl knelt on the bed, a box was added to her hand at some point, her eyes were full of sly colors.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang!"

She handed the box to Qin Jue, looked at Qin Jue seriously, and said with a solemn tone: "For Mr. Qin, who is 28 years old, I hope he can be happy and safe every day in the future."

Lin Yang finished these words, thought for a while, and added another sentence.

The tone is relaxed.

"I'll be fine, don't be afraid, Qin Jue."

Lin Yang knew that Qin Jue could understand what he was saying.

Sure enough, she saw Qin Jue's eyes flicker.

Qin Jue couldn't tell what mood he was in right now.

He felt that his eyes were slightly warm.

The anxiety of so many days seemed to melt away at this moment.

This is the dirtiest birthday greeting Qin Jue has ever heard in his life, and it is also the cheapest gift box Qin Jue has received in his life, but it is more precious than the sports cars and real estate he has received in the past.

He is very soft-hearted.

"Thank you Yangyang."

Qin Jue's voice was very calm. He took the box and opened it in no hurry.

He doesn't really care much about birthdays.

However, as the only son of the Qin family, in previous years, his father and mother of Qin would start organizing his birthday banquet half a month in advance.

Especially after taking over the company, the momentum is huge, and it is no different from a marriage conference.

This year's situation is special, his mind is full of Lin Yang, and he actually forgot about his birthday.

"Aren't you going to open it and have a look?" Lin Yang saw that he put the box in his hand aside, curled his lips, and his tone was slightly unhappy.

She knit for three and a half days!And it took so long to hide it so hard to take it out, isn't Qin Jue looking forward to receiving the gift!

The more Lin Yang thought about it, the more angry he became, he raised his leg and kicked Qin Jue's calf.

Qin Jue grabbed Lin Yang's ankle amusedly, and pulled her over.

Wrapped around his waist, protecting Lin Yang's stomach, let her sit in his arms.

He lowered his head and kissed Lin Yang's forehead, his voice was gentle: "I know what it is, I like it very much, so don't look at it."

Now he is not willing to take his eyes off Lin Yang at all.

Lin Yang's expression was stunned: "When did you—"

Before she could finish her question, she was interrupted by Qin Jue.

The man lowered his head, his high nose brushed her cheek.

There was hoarseness in the voice.

"Since today is my birthday, can I make a wish first?"

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