After the wrong flirtation, the president lost control

Manor house.

Zhuang Shufei pushed two huge suitcases to the door. She clapped her hands quickly and looked around the room that had been with her since she was born, feeling reluctant to leave.

A message came on the phone, Zhuang Shufei looked down and said, "Baby, I'm leaving now and will be at your house in about twenty minutes."

She slowly curled her lips into a sweet smile and put her phone back in her pocket.

Today was the day she officially moved to Han Yu's East District villa. She had already moved most of her things there, and the two large suitcases left on hand contained some personal belongings.

At this time, Zhuang Shujie leaned against the door with his long legs crossed and knocked gently.

"elder brother."

"Is everything sorted?"

Zhuang Shufei nodded: "Well, it's done, where are my parents?"

Zhuang Shujie walked into the room with his hands in his pockets: "Dad, you know him, he couldn't bear to leave you, and he felt sad. Mom dragged him out to eat, out of sight, out of mind."

Zhuang Shufei felt a little emotional and uncomfortable. Zhuang Yang had been very strict with the two siblings since they were young. Zhuang Shujie had always been excellent and obedient, and ranked first in the exams every year, which formed a sharp contrast with Zhuang Shufei, who was unruly and free-spirited.

She once thought that Zhuang Yang didn't like her very much, but later she found out that this taciturn man cared about his precious daughter the most.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Shufei's nose felt a little sour. She sat on the bed and changed the subject.

"Brother, when are you and Ningning going to get married?"

Zhuang Shujie smiled, revealing two beautiful dimples.

"Wait for you first, Ningning will be your bridesmaid."

Zhuang Shufei asked again: "Do you plan to live at home after you get married?"

"Since you're gone, of course I have to stay and accompany my parents."

"Ningning, do you have any objections?"

Zhuang Shujie gave him a disdainful glance: "Ningning is not you. She gets along well with everyone. Mom can't wait for her to live here now."

Zhuang Shufei pouted: "Oh, then you have to be careful. Don't let Ningning get pregnant accidentally. It's too tragic for me to be unprepared."

Zhuang Shujie walked to the bed and touched his sister's head: "I am not Han Yu, I will go to the front line without any clothes."

Zhuang Shufei was suddenly choked, feeling that she was being implied, and she felt terrible.

Zhuang Shujie asked: "Have you chosen a name for my niece?"

"Aunt Yang took our horoscopes to Maoshan to find a Taoist priest. She said his name was Han Qianling."

"It's not a nice name for a pig or dog that's easy to raise."

When Zhuang Shufei mentioned this, she was speechless.

"Aunt Yang also calculated the time for me and arranged a cesarean section at the right time and place."

Zhuang Shujie's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked curiously, "Why don't you give birth to your own child?"

Zhuang Shufei shook her head like a rattle: "Of course I won't give birth myself! I'm afraid of the pain, it would be better to kill me than to give birth myself!"

At this time, footsteps were heard outside the door, and Han Yu ran upstairs in slippers.

Maybe because he ran too fast, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He smiled and greeted Zhuang Shujie: "Brother."

Zhuang Shujie patted him and said, "Just call me by my name. Thank you, brother-in-law."

Then, he gently admonished: "Be good to my sister and come to our house for dinner often when you are free."

"okay."

……

By the time we finished packing all the luggage, it was already past seven in the evening.

After taking a shower and changing into pajamas, Zhuang Shufei slumped down on the bed in the master bedroom on the second floor of the villa. She felt her eyelids getting heavy and she was about to fall asleep.

Han Yu sat down at the head of the bed with a bowl of porridge.

"Baby, eat something before you go to sleep."

Zhuang Shufei pushed the bowl away irritably: "No, I've brushed my teeth."

Han Yu advised kindly: "Be obedient, I will help you wash it again after you finish eating."

It seems that Zhuang Shufei is really tired and doesn't have the strength to speak.

"But I didn't want to move, so I just sat on the bed and brushed."

"Okay, I'll get a basin and brush your teeth when you're done."

Zhuang Shufei was a little surprised that Han Yu would pamper her so much. Although she had no appetite, she gritted her teeth and took a bite of the hot porridge that the man brought over from his spoon.

"Wow, what's in this? It's delicious."

Han Yu shook his head: "I don't know either. You said you had no appetite, so I asked Mrs. Wu to make porridge. She said it was nutritionally balanced, with carbohydrates, protein, and fat."

When Zhuang Shufei heard the word "fat", she suddenly felt that the porridge in her mouth was not fragrant at all.

"Bah, I don't eat fat, take it away from me!"

Han Yu was a little angry and his face looked bad.

"What do you know? Avocados and nuts are high-quality fats. Do you think fat is fatty meat?"

Zhuang Shufei covered her mouth, looking like she was in combat mode.

"No, then I won't eat either. If I have to choose between getting fat and dying, I'd rather die!"

Han Yu was so angry that his face turned red and white, and he felt the veins on his forehead throbbing.

He took a deep breath and put the bowl on the bedside.

"Zhuang Shufei, how much did you weigh before you got pregnant?"

"Ninety-five pounds, what for?"

"now what?"

"Less than ninety, maybe eighty-nine?"

Han Yu was furious: "Where's your weight? Did you know that Luo Junzhi's wife has gained four or five pounds?"

Zhuang Shufei showed a look of disgust: "I vomited all my meat! Why are you and Luo Junzhi competing with each other even on this? Are you three-year-old children?!"

Seeing that the woman in front of him was angry, Han Yu softened a little.

He held Zhuang Shufei's face and begged, "Baby, eat a little, please, I'll agree to anything you want after you finish eating."

The man's Adam's apple rolled, and his handsome nose rubbed against her face. His sexy chest muscles were revealed in his slightly open collar.

Zhuang Shufei slapped his hand away and climbed directly into his arms.

"Han Yu, are you seducing me?"

An ambiguous and charming atmosphere surged between the two of them. The more Han Yu retreated, the further Zhuang Shufei moved forward.

Han Yu resisted his instinctive reaction as a man and turned his head away: "Baby, stop making trouble and eat the porridge."

Zhuang Shufei ignored her and her soft little hands had already reached into the man's clothes.

"Han Yu, it seems like we haven't had any in-depth communication since Han Qianling appeared at the Imperial Hotel that night?"

Han Yu knew this without Zhuang Shufei telling him. It was the first time in thirty years that he had eaten meat. He had just taken a bite when he had a daughter. He was really feeling suffocated these days.

But the woman in front of him was in the early stages of pregnancy, and he knew what he could and could not do. Han Yu still had some self-control.

So he gritted his teeth and said, "Zhuang Shufei, I will have a good discussion with you when Han Qianling is older. You eat the meal first!"

Zhuang Shufei laid her whole body on Han Yu's body, with that nasty expression on her face, like a scoundrel.

"I don't want to eat, I want to eat you. Let's see if the handsome guy will give me this opportunity."

Han Yu: “…”

No matter how defensive he was, the woman on him had already started unbuttoning his shirt with one hand, and the other hand was slowly sliding into his pants.

Do all women become so crazy after getting pregnant?

"I'm warning you, Zhuang Shufei, you can do it, but you are not allowed to get excited. Be careful of uterine spasms that might hurt Han Qianling."

"Fuck, how can I control this? Stop talking nonsense, Han Yu, hurry up, I'll eat after you do it!"

Han Yu cursed "Fuck" under his breath, stood up and pounced on the woman on him.