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When Yang Qingheng saw that she looked ferocious and was even more angry than her client, he found it funny.

"Okay, what's the point of being angry with the two of them? Don't get pregnant."

Li Qiqi was still unhappy, and she still looked stinky until she returned to the ward after the pregnancy test. This made Yao Jianjun feel uneasy, and he carefully bent down and looked at her: "Daughter-in-law, what's wrong... is the situation bad?"

Li Qiqi shook her head: "It's okay. The doctor just said that the baby is very healthy, but the fetus is a bit big due to feeding. Don't eat too much like before during this period, just the right amount will be fine."

Yao Jianjun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, hugged her waist and lowered his posture: "Then why aren't you happy?"

"I just vomited again and am in a bad mood." Li Qiqi gave a fake smile.

Yao Jianjun was a rough guy, so he thought she was in a good mood when he saw her smile, so he laughed along with her.

Yao Ying saw the young couple so happy and sighed: "I don't know when Qingheng plans to have a child. I am getting older and my health is getting worse. If she gives birth early, I can help her take care of her for a few more years. If it doesn't go well, then they will have to worry about it alone."

"There's no need to rush this. Everything depends on fate." Yao Jianjun comforted her.

Li Qiqi felt more and more uncomfortable when she thought of what happened just now, and said in a harsh tone: "What are you afraid of? If you miss your grandson, it won't be long."

"Qiqi, why are you talking to auntie?" Yao Jianjun was stunned for a second, frowned, and winked, indicating that she would say something nice.

Li Qiqi was reluctant to speak at this moment, and went out with a dark face: "I'm going to the toilet."

Yao Jianjun was worried that something would happen to her, so he followed suit.

Yao Ying was stunned by Li Qiqi's scolding and felt hesitant.

What does this mean? Could it be that... Yang Qingheng has it?

Her heart beat happily for a moment.

If only that were the case!

Yao Ying felt that she was full of strength now, and she wished she could ask Yang Qingheng now.

Yang Qingheng's nose itched and he couldn't help sneezing.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, the door just opened from the inside.

When Cheng Kai saw her, his expression changed and he clasped the doorknob tightly with his palm: "What are you doing here?"

"Didn't you say that your grandma is hospitalized here? I just have free time today, so I wanted to come and visit." Yang Qingheng noticed his vigilance and felt strange. He smiled peacefully and looked inside with curious eyes.

This was the first time I saw Cheng Kai looking so nervous.

However, Cheng Kai blocked the place so tightly that she couldn't even see a single corner of the person's clothes inside.

Cheng Kai pursed his lips: "No, my grandma doesn't like to see outsiders. You should go back first."

so mysterious?

Yang Qingheng would not ask for trouble, and directly stuffed the fruit basket into his arms: "Okay, I will come back another day. These are the apples I bought at the supply and marketing cooperative. I have tasted them. They are sweet and not hard. Old man If you can eat it, say hello to your grandma for me."

He nodded politely, turned around and left.

The door swung open.

Cheng Kai was holding the fruit basket and couldn't move his hands away for a while. He could only watch his grandmother rush out and grab Yang Qingheng's hand: "Zhizhi, why are you free today? I'm not busy with work today."

Which?

The touch on his arm was warm and rough. Yang Qingheng was stunned for a few seconds and responded vaguely.

Narrowing his eyes, he looked at Cheng Kai: What kind of plane are you planning?

Cheng Kai felt guilty at her look. He tugged on her sleeves and looked at her eagerly. If Xu Linsen and the others saw that pitiful and pleading look, they would be shocked.

Yang Qingheng sighed, patted the old lady's hand, and smiled slightly: "Yeah, I'm not busy at work today. I haven't come to see you for so long. Are you angry?"

The old lady curled her lips and walked in angrily: "How dare I be angry? You are so angry. If you say a few words, you won't come next time. Cheng Qi's son-in-law is better, and he comes more frequently than your own daughter. "

Yang Qingheng raised his eyebrows. When the old lady mentioned the word Cheng Qi, she was clearly looking at Cheng Kai.

He already had the answer in his heart, smiled flatteringly, and leaned forward: "Oh, Mom is right, it's all my fault. I'll peel an apple for you as a punishment."

He quickly took out an apple and sat on the pony to do it.

The old lady was angry as she spoke, but her peripheral vision couldn't help but drift towards this side.

"Why are your hands so useless, ah... ah! The knife comes at an angle, and when you peel the fruit, you will miss a circle..." The more he looked, the more anxious he became, and he couldn't help but snatch the knife and apple from her hand.

Cheng Kai was startled, his face turned pale, and he immediately tried to snatch it back: "Be careful..."

Yang Qingheng stopped him, her eyes bright: "My mother's skills are really getting better and better. Who's mother is as good as mine?"

Rainbow Fart opened her mouth and came, coaxing the old lady into a daze. She peeled three apples for her before she put down the knife. If Yang Qingheng hadn't been full, she could peel a few more.

There was always a smile on his face, and he raised his chin proudly: "Eat yours, you poor mouth."

The sullen look in her eyes made Yang Qingheng laugh out loud, and her mood improved a lot. He hugged her waist and whispered a few words.

Cheng Kai hadn't seen his grandma look so happy for a long time. He was scratching his head and leaned over to hear what they were whispering, but was frightened away by his grandma's look.

Yang Qingheng almost laughed out loud looking at his silly look.

After the old lady was coaxed to sleep, Yang Qingheng opened the door and quietly went outside.

Cheng Kai looked at the darkness under Yang Qingheng's eyes and scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "You probably didn't sleep well last night during the vigil. Go back to bed quickly... Oh, thank you very much today."

Yang Qingheng laughed, looked him up and down, and raised her chin: "So you had to ask me for help before just because I look like your mother? Are you pestering me all the time?"

Cheng Kaier turned red when his little thoughts were brought to light. He murmured for a while before hesitating: "No."

Yang Qingheng didn't believe it, and felt relieved knowing that he was pestering her because of this.

When his attitude became a little more easy-going, he clasped his hands on his chest, leaned against the door frame, and raised a teasing smile at the corner of his mouth: "Hey, Cheng Kai, I have helped you today, so... No sincerity?"

"What kind of thank you do you want?" Cheng Kai warned, "I tell you, I won't do any sneaky things."

Yang Qingheng patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's not sneaky."

Cheng Kai breathed a sigh of relief. He helped her stay at Yang's house for several nights last time, but now he feels sleepy and has a headache just thinking about it.

"You just need to..." Yang Qingheng opened her red lips slightly and slowly approached him.

Probably because of the love, Yang Qingheng's face has become more and more mature in the past six months. Now there is a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his shiny black hair is softly scratching Cheng Kai's neck. It is simply like The charming peach blossom demon!

Cheng Kai's heart trembled, and dense electric current exploded in his mind.