Quick Wear: My Wife Is Pregnant, The Childbirth System Holds Her Thigh

Qi Yan suddenly raised his head from the shoulder he was leaning on, and even straightened his sitting posture.

"Why do you think of buying a house there?"

"The money I have saved over the years is just enough to buy that house, and I think other people who have settled there say the scenery and climate are good."

Qi Yan felt a little bitter for no reason, as the situation seemed to have gone beyond his plan. But he still comforted himself in his heart.

"Then what if we get married?"

"Why do you think so far ahead?"

"Of course, you have to think far ahead. Love without the purpose of marriage is just a hooligan. What's more, An An, you are already with me..., do you still want to be irresponsible?"

When the man said this, he felt like he was a good family member but a resentful husband.

"Even if we get married in the future, won't it be the same? Life in a big city is actually not suitable for me, but the salary is high, so I have to learn to compromise.

After finally saving money, of course I want to go to a place where the pace of life is slower to heal my mood. Then I can't stay in the capital forever. I can't afford a house in the capital. Better houses outside the Fourth Ring Road start at 800 million.

800 million is enough to buy my life. "

Song Yi'an said it in a joking way and said it nonchalantly. Qi Yan didn't know if he should remind his girlfriend. Maybe her boyfriend was a rich man.

But he couldn't take the liberty of making decisions for the other party. He did have a lot of real estate under his control, but everything had to be based on the other party's wishes. It seemed that he had to speed up and work hard.

When two people get married, he will naturally be able to turn these things into joint property of the couple.

"Does An An want to buy a house in the capital?"

"Think about it, this is the wish of every working man. If I have a house here, I will be able to live in peace for the rest of my life."

"Then I'll give you a set, okay?"

Song Yian was still calculating the price of the house in his mind, when he suddenly heard this sentence.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at the man, then turned off her phone and said.

"Although I know you have good intentions, we are still boyfriend and girlfriend. We cannot rule out that we will have other accidents in the future, so it is better not to involve such a large amount of real estate."

Song Yian refused without mercy. She knew that since the man said this, he would definitely do it, but Song Yian could not guarantee that she would marry this man.

After all, it was still the inspection period, so she was quite satisfied for the time being. As for the one in her belly, she believed that with the wisdom of the spiritual fetus, it would be excellent no matter what.

"Boss, here we are."

The driver parked the car under the residential building, and Song Yi'an directly pressed the switch and opened the door.

The driver also took several large bags of ingredients from the trunk. Qi Yan seemed particularly silent at this time. He didn't know whether he was shocked by what he just said or what happened.

He got out of the car in a daze, followed Song Yi'an silently and watched her open the door, change her shoes, and enter the kitchen. After the driver put the ingredients in the kitchen, he directly said hello to his boss and left.

"What do you want to eat? I see that I bought a lot of ingredients."

Song Yian had already put on an apron and tied up her hair casually with a rubber band, without the cover of glasses and mask.

Her beautiful face was visible at a glance, and the tie on the back of her apron was tied with a bow, narrowing her waist.

For some unknown reason, Qi Yan, who was still sitting on the sofa, suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Song Yi'an's waist.

"Then let me accompany you there, okay?"

Song Yian was a little unresponsive at first, but then after thinking about this sentence, he realized that he was answering the question he just asked.

"I remember your business is very broad. How far away is Southern Province? You can handle it."

"Didn't An An also say that? After turning 30, although I don't know what An An is thinking, I think that I can't ask you to stay in the capital for me. Then I can always follow my inner thoughts and follow you there. .

I think I have to work harder. We have a few good players in our family, and maybe we can start training them now.

If it doesn't work, when we get married and you think I have a child, then I will train our child and there will always be a way. "

The man did think far ahead. Song Yi'an had nothing to say. After all, the other party's ideas coincided with his own mission.

Wei Wei stood on tiptoe and pressed a kiss on the man's face. Just as she was about to bend down to turn on the gas, the man stopped her and picked her up.

Her butt touched the cold operating table, and the man's overwhelming kisses came towards her, with fierce affection and possessiveness.

It wasn't until the base of his tongue was numb from being sucked on, and even his breathing became a little unsmooth, that he let go of the man and pinched her tightly with his big hands on his waist.

"So An An promised me, right?"

"Well, try your best."

Song Yian did not expect that this man was indeed very considerate and would consider other people's feelings. He was not like some rich men who were aloof and overbearing and did not consider others at all.

Out of the politeness that emanates from his bones, he will also consider other people. Song Yian will not reject someone who thinks completely for himself.

The man kept rubbing Song Yanan's shoulder, biting his earlobe, and biting his lip. He was completely restless.

"Okay, do you still want to eat this bowl of rice?"

"Eat, eat, eat, of course."

Qi Yan raised the little girl slightly and put the little girl on the ground again. Song Yi'an glared at the man with red eyes, and then finally turned on the gas.

The ingredients purchased by Qi Yan are of high quality and have been processed. They only need to be put into the pot. Song Yi'an can use them easily.

Qian Yan gently hugged her waist and followed Song Yi'an like a tail.

The kitchenette was already small, but the tall man made the kitchen even more crowded and a bit in the way.

"open!"

"Okay~_~"

Qi Yan reluctantly moved to the kitchen and leaned against the sliding door. His eyes followed Song Yi'an who was busy alone. The small kitchen was indeed not big, and he couldn't turn around even if there was one more.

Qi Yan planned to abduct the little girl to his own home. After all, she was already his girlfriend, so what was the problem with living together?

Song Yi'an cooks quickly. When the rice is simmered, the vegetables are almost fried.

Qi Yan took the initiative to serve the rice for the two of them and took the chopsticks.

"Then I'm welcome."

"Let's eat"

The etiquette of eating together is very good, one bite at a time, slowly, as if the place where he is sitting is eating in a Western restaurant, a high-end meal.

Song Yi'an also had the temperament to eat and sleep without saying a word, but he didn't expect that this man had a good appetite. The two stir-fried dishes and the soup were all eaten by him.

There wasn't even a grain of rice left at the bottom of the bowl, but she had more than half of the rice left at the bottom of the bowl.

"An An can't finish eating?"

"Well, you packed a little too much rice."

"Then I'll be careful next time, An'an, give me the food and I'll eat it for you. It's not good to waste food."