atlantis

Han Mu sat in the living room for a while, finally calmed down, and thought about it several times.Although I felt a little uncomfortable, when I thought of Morris's pregnancy, there was a little more joy in Han Jing's heart that Han Jing had expected.

"Mother Zhang, you came just in time. Is the bird's nest soup stewed?"

Mama Zhang came over from the direction of the kitchen, with a hesitation on her face.

"It's all stewed."

"Well, you take out the wool carpet at home, and spread it for me on the stairs up and down, and at the corners." Mother Han is always worried that young people are frizzy, especially her precious son. Thinking of this, she turned back Turning around, I found that Mama Zhang was still standing there.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Ma thought for a while: "The young master just came down...he is cooking in the kitchen himself."

"What!?" Mother Han was taken aback, with a trace of displeasure flashing across her face.Ever since I was a child, even when my family was in a bad situation, I was reluctant to let my son do some rough work.Now...he is taking the initiative to serve others! ?

Thinking of this useless son, Mother Han's face darkened, and she went straight to the kitchen.

Han Jing was busy in the kitchen. He wanted to burn squirrel fish, but he realized that his brain was short-circuited. How could there be fresh mandarin fish at home?He hurried upstairs again, broke into the bathroom with the sound of running water, looked at the naked Morris standing under the spray, and asked if it would be okay to cook sweet and sour pork ribs instead?

Morris was angry and annoyed. This mathematician's mind was really different from that of ordinary people.

Han Jing waited until Morris glared at him and answered clearly, then kissed Morris, who was wet, and ran back to the kitchen cheerfully.

Seeing his son chopping ribs on the chopping board with a kitchen knife, his posture was quite impressive, not like a novice.Han Mu's heart, like the ups and downs of chopping ribs, kept rising and falling.

"You are a big man, what are you doing so busy? Zhang Ma! Why don't you help!?" Han's mother finally couldn't hold back her breath, holding back her anger.

"Mom!?" Han Jing came back to his senses, stopped the kitchen knife in his hand, and looked at his mother, "Why did you come here?"

"I should be the one asking you! What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you that if you want to eat, just let Mama Zhang do it." Mother Han felt sorry for her son, and she didn't say anything clearly, taking into account Mo Mo who hadn't passed the family yet. Reese.

Han Jing smiled and said, "Mom... I insisted not to ask Mama Zhang to help. I want to cook a sweet and sour pork ribs for Morris to try."

"You know how to cook? Someone who never knew how to wash Dalian dishes since he was a child." Mother Han came to the front and found that the ribs were cut evenly and neatly on the chopping board, and beside them were cooking wine, balsamic vinegar, brown sugar, soy sauce... the stove A pot of water is boiling on top.

"It's all prepared by you?" Han Mu wondered secretly.

"In the past, when I was studying alone, I figured it out slowly." Han Jing was sloppy and did not reveal the facts about Atlantis.

"I know it's good to take the pork ribs over the water." Mother Han was delighted to see it, and waved her hand, motioning for Mother Zhang to leave.My most precious son never thought of cooking a dish for himself, but he took the initiative to cook it for his "daughter-in-law"?

Watching her son's elation, Mother Han said coldly: "You like him that much? Love him to the bottom of your heart? He is so good!? I think he is very polite and good-looking, but he is cold and cold. It’s a chilling feeling.”

"Mom! What are you talking about! Morris has been smiling since he entered the door. He respects you very much." Han Jing put down the colander at hand and was about to jump up anxiously.

"His performance just now was very good, but I ate more salt than you ate! He has a strong feeling in his bones, which cannot be hidden. I am worried that you will be angry with him in the future."

Mother Han frowned and said, "I still don't know your temperament? I'm afraid that over time, the relationship between the two of you will fade away. At that time, you will be subdued by him, and you will regret your impulsiveness now."

"Am I that useless!?" Han Jing muttered complainingly, marinating the half-cooked ribs with one tablespoon of cooking wine, one tablespoon of light soy sauce, and two tablespoons of balsamic vinegar.Then I washed my hands and hugged my mother like when I was a teenager.

"Mom... I know you love me, and feel that doing these rough jobs is aggrieved and demeaning. But do you know how much Morris sacrificed for me?"

"He is a man who is willing to let go of his pride and self-esteem to conceive and have children for me. Of course I want to be considerate to him! And he is my highest boss, and he is under much more pressure than us, so Mom, you have to Be nice to him! What do I do these little things!?"

"He's your boss!?" Mother Han paused slightly, her face turned weird.

"He's my boss's boss's boss...my and Roger's top boss."

"You! You son of a bitch! You actually made your, your top boss's belly... bigger!?" Mother Han stretched out her hand angrily, and touched Han Jing's forehead, feeling that the whole world was turned upside down.In the impression that he was honest and responsible, the son who would be in a daze when he saw a beautiful girl, did such an outrageous thing!Get in touch with your own top boss!Worse than Roger!

"Mom! I'm in so much pain!" Han Jing covered his head, deliberately calling for pain, and secretly made progress.

"Morris and I fell in love at first sight. You don't often watch romantic TV dramas, where it is often said that love has no status, as long as you really like it! Morris and I are I really like it, no, it’s the true love you often say!”

Seeing his mother's strength slowing down, Han Jing took the opportunity to hug her again and put his head on his mother's face, seeing his mother's expression also slowing down.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. I'll rub it for you." Han Jing just stretched out his hand to help his mother rub his rising and falling chest, but was stopped by clapping.

"What are you talking about! You are all about to start a family!" Mother Han finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Really, I am frizzy, and I didn't tell me such a big event in advance, and I didn't even have a little psychological preparation."

"Aren't you afraid of your nagging? You must correct it next time!" Han Jing resorted to the tricks he used to when he was a child, and said with a smile: "Besides, I like it. Mom, you will definitely like it! Morris is very nice to others. Okay, tomorrow, you have to help me talk to Dad."

"I see...you have to clean up the oil. He is pregnant and just vomited so badly that he can't eat greasy things."

"Yes, put some more vinegar, and then add some... Pregnant people like to eat sour."

Han's mother accepted the relationship between the two of them. Although she still felt uncomfortable watching her son go around the stove, she felt much better when she thought of Morris' stomach.

The oil came in and the oil came out, and finally the sweet and sour pork ribs were filled out. Han's mother was beside him, and couldn't help but said: "I think he seems to be pregnant, and his belly is quite big? There are almost four or five. Is it the month?"

"Early five months."

"The month is so old!?" Mother Han was taken aback again, annoyed that her son was too shameful, and had already dragged on to the critical moment.

"He is your boss, is he older than you?" Mother Han continued to inquire, and found that she still didn't know many things.

"He's two years older than me." Han Jing picked up the hot porcelain plate, and wanted to ask Morris about something he didn't want to say right away.Because just now, when his brother-in-law and father were mentioned, Morris's expression seemed to change slightly?

"Two years older...then he's not in his early thirties?" After a series of unexpected stimulations, Han's mother no longer had too much mood swings.

"You don't need to be two years older to tolerate your reckless temper. But at 30 years old, even women at this age are not easy to give birth. I think you need to prepare in advance?"

"Mom...it's still early! Help me pass Dad's test first!" Seeing that his mother was really nervous, Han Jing perfunctorily ran upstairs with sweet and sour pork ribs.

"what……"

In the warm night, there is a strong sense of spring.

I don't know how many times the tide peaked. Morris trembled all over again. His slender legs were so tight that they couldn't be tighter. Along with waves of ecstasy, they tightly entangled Han Jing's back, and his hips began to stretch. spasms.

"Han Jing." Morris sobbed, his green eyes full of spring were full of mist, and he looked at the person who hugged him resentfully.

"What?" Protecting his thick waist, Han Jing pursed his lips, pretending to be stupid on purpose.

"You... um!" Morris was stimulated again, secretly annoyed at Han Jing's hatefulness, and deliberately rubbed his most sensitive place slowly, making the body's high fever last for a long time, and being subjected to endless waves of boiling water Langfeng was so tortured that he couldn't help panting and begging for mercy.

"Not Han Jing!"

"No! Ah...Damn it!" Morris was angry and annoyed, but his body was tormented by the "pleasure" and convulsed again.

"Don't yell, it's not good for mom to hear." Han Jing hurriedly kissed the out-of-control moans, and the smirk on his lips continued.

Under his continuous stimulation, the person in his arms twisted his feverish body more and more anxiously, but his temper was very arrogant. Hearing what he said, Morris really held back the unbearable moans, unable to vent. The sensation of `pleasure` made him tremble involuntarily, and a low sobbing sound overflowed from his lips.

"Don't worry, your body is sinking now, we have to study it warmly..."

"Is the sweet and sour pork ribs I cooked delicious?"

"Or is the current one more delicious?"

Under the dim desk lamp, Han Jing kissed his handsome face smudged with crimson, and gave each other lingering kisses.Regardless of the extreme twisting of the hot and humid wall, he still resisted his desire and slowly grinded Morris's sensory stimulation.

Morris followed Han Jing's rhythm, restless and dissatisfied, his tight buttocks trembled under Han Jing's invasion, and suddenly couldn't bear it, he bit Han Jing's shoulder.

Han Jing hurriedly embraced the convulsed body again, and gently stroked Morris's back, waist, and buttocks.

The two embraced like Buddhas of joy, and Morris survived this wave of `tide`, Fang gritted his teeth and said, "You did it on purpose..."

"Ah!" His shame and resentment were abruptly interrupted by the high-pitched pleasure, and he fell limply into Han Jing's arms. The continuous sobbing accompanied by the sound of "obscenity" colliding pervaded the ambiguous night, Unlimited lingering.

The next day, the warm sunlight shone through the green leaves outside the window and shone into the house, making it very warm.

Morris hugged the soft quilt and turned over lazily. He felt that his eyes were a little bright. As soon as his sleeping consciousness sprouted, he was awakened by the belated morning sickness.

He covered his lips skillfully, got out of bed, and rushed into the bathroom without thinking.After feeling sick for a while, I walked out slowly, only to find that the room was empty, and the clock on the desk was already ten o'clock.

"Mom told you to sleep more..."

"Wake up, remember to drink the bird's nest soup, as well as the oatmeal boiled with milk, and the sour dates that can relieve nausea."

"Mom prepared these, look how nervous she is! Even the floor from the bathroom to the corridor outside is covered with woolen carpets, just in case you might slip..."

Picking up the handy note pressed in the porcelain bowl, Han Jing's handwriting is very handsome, but the content is a bit mother-in-law, but Morris looks warm, and the corners of his lips are slightly upturned.

The fine carpet was laid from Han Jing's bedroom along the corner stairs to the spacious living room.At this moment, the banquet chef specially invited from the hotel has presented exquisite snacks, and Zhang Ma is holding a menu for his wife to check.

In 2300 A.D., labor costs were very expensive, and ordinary wealthy families generally could not afford to hire too many servants unless they were rich and noble.When encountering a special family banquet, usually go to the hotel to book, designate a few chefs to cook the banquet at home, and the hotel will deliver related services.

Han Jing changed from yesterday's recklessness, with a calm face, standing beside his father, wearing a casual shirt and a gray cashmere sweater.Hearing his father's stern voice, his brows were slightly furrowed, his light eyes seemed to be careless, and they looked far away into the distance.

Just like in the past, although Han Jing had a good temper, once he made up his mind, ten bulls couldn't pull him back.He endured his father's reprimand, and every time he spoke, he was extremely firm in his position, no matter how much he was scolded, but he must marry Morris.

Father Han was annoyed: "Why did I raise such a rebellious son like you! Just when your wings hardened, you want to fly, don't you!? I have nothing to say if you insist on your mathematics research, but you actually want to marry a man You actually made his belly bigger!? Where do you want me to put my face? When relatives at home and friends outside ask me, how should I answer!?”

"It's already like this, what use do you think he is? The most important thing now is to settle the marriage as soon as possible. He has been pregnant for more than five months, so he can't delay any longer!" After ordering Zhang Ma, Han Mu Immediately came over, slowly persuading.

"Where's Morris? Why hasn't he come down yet?" Mother Han asked again.

Han Jingdao: "I don't want to embarrass him. I won't let him down until Dad's anger subsides. Besides, he's not feeling well, so I didn't wake him up just now."

"Look, this is your spoiled son! Unscrupulous!" Father Han took the words away, pointed at Han Jing and said angrily.

Mother Han couldn't help but angrily said: "You are so serious! Why don't you think that today is your father's birthday banquet, and let Morris come down first, so that your father can take a look."

"What are you looking at? I don't want him to see me being reprimanded all the time..." Han Jing whispered.

"Look at him! What has he become!? The bigger he gets, the more outrageous he is!" Father Han was annoyed, but he couldn't really get angry with his only son.Otherwise, if he was as militarized as Grant, Han Jing would never be in the spoiled state he is now.

Han's mother pressed Han Jing's forehead hard, and hurriedly said, "Aren't you apologizing to your father? It's your fault for this matter, and you didn't think about it!"

"Dad, I was wrong. But don't blame Morris. He is pregnant and gets tired easily. I didn't wake him up on purpose." Han Jing said along the way.

Father Han snorted coldly: "Don't get complacent too early! I won't agree to this! Pregnant before marriage, and still a man, how do you let others see our Han family!? Think about how your sister was when she got married! Beautiful! Now that you are going to get married, you actually embarrass my face and make many outsiders laugh at you!?"

"Dad, today is your birthday, you should be happy." With Ruan Ruan's words, the gentleness of a Jiangnan woman, Han Mu walked over with a smile, accompanied by her husband.

"Is it a short way again? Make it difficult for Mom?" Han Mu glared at his younger brother, seemingly complaining, but there was a sense of intimacy in his words.

"Sister, brother-in-law." As if seeing a savior, Han Jingchao and the two smiled gratefully and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Dad, look at the time, the guests are coming." Zhou Yi smiled and helped Han Jing, "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you go upstairs and bring them down? You have to give me a hand before the guests come." Tell your sister about your marriage partner."

Seeing his brother-in-law backing himself up secretly, Han Jing settled down again, smiled, and just as he turned his head, he saw Morris walking down the stairs slowly.

Faintly hearing the conversation in the living room, Morris frowned and complained that Han Jing was too reckless in his work. Although he was well intentioned and worried about his health, the situation in front of him made him even more embarrassed.

Without noticing it, Han Jing took Morris's hand tightly and led him to his father.

"Maurice, this is my dad."

"Dad, he's the man I like, Maurice."

"Hello, Uncle." Morris calmed down, calmed down his anxiety, and said with a calm smile.

Father Han nodded, with a look of surprise in his eyes.Although he knew that Morris was from the West, according to his wife's report, he thought that Han Jing's top boss should be a scholar who also engaged in research, like his son's mathematics expert, or Roger's ancient language expert?Unexpectedly, the other party's handsome appearance gave people a natural aura of being in a high position for a long time. It was the deep feeling left by the only few high-ranking officials since he was in business for so many years.

Those high-ranking officials are not ordinary people, they control the real power, and they can't get to know each other in their own identities, but through the relationship of their son-in-law, they are lucky enough to have a few chats.

Seeing that his father was silent and unable to see whether he was in a good or bad mood, Han Jing had to look at his sister to avoid being cold.

"This is my sister, Han Mu, and my brother-in-law, Zhou Yi."

"Hello." Han Mu smiled and said, "You are more outstanding than I imagined, no wonder my brother never forgets to mention you."

"Sister!" Han Jing called secretly, nervous about every word, for fear that Morris would be embarrassed.

Morris responded with a smile, spoke elegantly, and looked at Han Jing's brother-in-law with a smile.Zhou Yi, who was chatting and laughing, suddenly straightened his back, and his face showed obvious tension.

"Hello! I am the staff officer of the Asia Military Region, Major General Zhou Yi!"