Pregnant with the president's cub after escaping marriage

Gu Ailin didn't know if she was very drunk.

Or because he knew his life experience, he was aggrieved and had nowhere to vent.

In short, did not back down.

Chen Yue was breathing heavily from being entangled by her, but he was sober, obviously hesitant to make further moves.

"You did it voluntarily, right?" Chen Yue's eyes were a little red.

However, Gu Ailin was so clingy that his clothes were torn apart by him.

Gu Ailin didn't know if she heard it clearly, or because of the discomfort after being drunk, her face was stuck in his chest, vaguely, a bit like uncomfortable, but also a bit like a response, "Hmm~"

Her response undoubtedly added fuel to the ambiguity.

Chen Yue didn't care about it, and directly suppressed him.

……

An hour later, Chen Yue strode out while putting on his clothes.Gale novel

Because there are still 10 minutes before the departure time.

Even if he drove all the way, it was still too late.

He hurried into the cabin, Jiang Yaojing was already there.

And has been close to impatient.

Chen Yue quickly explained, "There is something delayed..."

Jiang Yaojing raised his eyes, Chen Yuena's untied neckline folds were open because of his anxiety, and the red marks on his neck were clear and fresh.

But anyone who has been there knows how it was made.

Jiang Yaojing looked away calmly.

"When did we talk about it?"

"what?"

Chen Yue blinked, what did he talk about?

He seemed to understand a little bit again, and straightened his neckline, "...I didn't talk about it."

Even he himself was surprised.

If Gu Ailin was really Jiang Yaojing's half-sister, he would definitely not be so hasty.

After all, I still have no scruples, so I will...

At best it was a one night stand.

Probably because men understand men, Jiang Yaojing didn't say anything and asked the pilot to get ready to take off.

When Jiang Yaojing returned to his residence, Shuangshuang was playing in the living room by himself. Anti-collision plastic covers were installed on the edges of the furniture in the house, so that Shuangshuang, who was learning to walk, would hit them.

He was barefoot, standing on the floor, playing with a toy dog ​​in his hand, muttering, "Papa... Papa..."

Standing at the door, Jiang Yaojing heard that his son would call him father, his eyes darkened, and he walked over quickly.

"Shuangshuang."

he whispered.

Holding toys in both hands, turned around, saw Jiang Yaojing, immediately dropped the toy dog ​​in his hand, and ran towards him, "Papa..."

Shuangshuang is walking more and more steadily now, no one else needs to care.

He can say a lot of simple things.

For example, eating, going to sleep...etc.

He grinned, showing a row of small white teeth.

Rubbing his head against Jiang Yaojing's chest...

"You're back." Hearing the noise, Han Xin walked over, "I'll put hot water for you, take a bath, and eat later."

Jiang Yaojing hummed lightly, and asked, "I'm not here for a few days, are you both good?"

Han Xin's eyelids drooped, "Very good."

Sometimes when Shuangshuang was sleeping, she would lie in her arms and call her mother.

But she can't tell.

To save everyone from suffering.

Jiang Yaojing seemed to have noticed, "I bought a house in country F, and we will move there after the decoration is completed."

"Going to live abroad?" Han Xin was surprised... Han Xin was surprised.

She doesn't know the language there, and she will definitely not get used to living there.

"There will be servants over there, and I will arrange them. When you get there, you will only be responsible for taking care of Shuangshuang." Jiang Yaojing felt that no one would care about Shuangshuang's grandma.

In this way, he can work and be at home with peace of mind.

And the head office is over there, so he doesn't have to fly there all the time.

"I'll follow your arrangement." Even if Han Xin didn't want to go abroad, but in order to take care of his only grandson, he would overcome language difficulties.

Jiang Yaojing went to his room to take a shower, and the hot water washed away his exhaustion.

The bathrobe was loosely worn on the body, and water beads were still hanging on the exposed skin.

He walked over while brushing his hair, and the clothes he was going to wear were laid out on the bed.

buzzing...

The phone vibrated suddenly, and he picked it up.

A string of numbers without notes.

He clicked in casually.

Just saw a message.

【Song Yunyun is not dead, I know her whereabouts. 】