Pregnant With the Villain Uncle’s Child

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"Sand-Sand-Sand-"

Tang Xinyu felt that his ears suddenly became strangely sharp, and heard the sound of snowflakes hitting the glass outside the window.

"Bang-Bang-Bang-"

Another voice was gradually amplified in the stillness of the room, gradually covering the falling snow, occupying all of her cochlea.

Blinking unconsciously, I realized that it was my heartbeat.

Tang Xinyu's thick and slightly curled eyelashes flickered, watching the handsome face at close range flicker.

In Mo Yifan's dark and heavy pupils, he saw his shadow reflected, and Tang Xinyu slammed back, pushing open his thick chest.

Mo Yifan's back hit the wheelchair back, and the wheelchair slipped back. Tang Xinyu felt anxious and unconsciously leaned out to grab the wheelchair.

The smooth, white, soft catkins gripped the fingers of the joint.

Mo Yifan's eyes were deeply buried under the tall bow of his eyebrows, and he became more and more sultry, like a quiet cold water pool. After being thrown into a stone, a gentle and affectionate microwave with a shallow smile appeared.

Tang Xinyu bounced back his palm like an electric shock, but was caught up by Mo Yifan's hand.

Tang Xinyu red-eared and earned, but did not break away.

The low voice is very magnetic. Although the statement is inquiring, the tone is confident and determined: "Are you afraid of me falling?"

A thin electric current crawled from Tang Xinyu ’s fingertips to her ears. She set her eyes aside and brushed her fingers with her other hand: “Caring for the elderly, the sick and the sick is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. All, this is the instinctive reaction of normal people. "

"Oh?" Mo Yifan's fingers added a bit of strength to make Tang Xinyu break for a while, "I am old, weak, sick and disabled, then you still kiss me?"

"No ... that was an accident ... I wanted to kiss ..."

Mo Yifan dragged Tang Xinyu a little, and his expression suddenly realized: "It turns out that the way you care for the old, weak and sick is to kiss. I think I didn't clearly feel the love just now. Come again?"

Tang Xinyu became angrily angry, snapped, and slapped heavily on the back of Mo Yifan's hand: "Do you want to let go?"

"Once again ... hey ..."

Tang Xinyu pinched the flesh on Mo Yifan's back with two fingers, twisted it, and took advantage of the stinky person to take a breath. When he let go, he stepped back a few steps and stared at Mo Yifan.

"Ooo--Ooo--"

Xiao Jinmao sucked the trousers of Tang Xinyu with two small claws, and stared at Tang Xinyu with dark eyes, as if he could feel Tang Xinyu's emotions. He snapped four small meats on the ground and turned his head towards Mo Yi. Sail, two small ears tremble slightly, and the **** fiercely uttered two times.

Mo Yifan reluctantly surrendered both hands with one hand, beckoning: "How can this little boy protect the Lord so fast? It's me who paid you to buy you back."

Tang Xinyu couldn't help but raised the corner of his mouth, and prevented Mo Yifan's face from pressing down quickly. He leaned over and hugged the little golden hair in his arms, rubbing the hair on his neck: "It's so smart. Whoever is the bad guy. "

The warm light in the living room is scattered on one person and one dog, making Mo Yifan trance an illusion. This homey atmosphere seems to have lasted for many years.

The heartbeat sound in Tang Xinyu's chest changed gradually from the original high-frequency "flop", under the interruption of Xiao Jinmao. The accident just happened at one percent, no, one thousandth probability. Everyone is an adult, so there is no need to worry about it.

The nerve endings that just stagnate for a while quickly regained their calm. Tang Xin's tone was as usual, without a trace of waves: "You ..."

Mo Yifan looked at her expectantly.

Tang Xinyu: "Shouldn't you be the first kiss? Don't worry about it, I'm not the first kiss, no one takes advantage of anyone."

Mo Yifan: "..."

When Mo Yifan didn't know how to answer the call, the crisp doorbell rang.

Tang Xinyu breathed a sigh of relief as he was rescued and turned to open the door decisively as usual: "It should be outside. Starved to death, hurry to eat."

As soon as the door opened, it turned out to be a takeaway.

Tang Xinyu put the hearty take-out in the dinner plate and set it on the table one by one. Mo Yifan looked at the amount of food on the table far beyond the two people, and a bad hunch rushed in his heart.

Mo Yifan asked tentatively: "Is there anyone coming?"

Tang Xinyu took out six pairs of tableware from the kitchen: "My two cousins, they should be here soon. Well, there are Xiu Yao and Kong Ming."

Mo Yifan sighed in his heart, and the good feelings of the two of them warmed up on Christmas Eve, only to look down on the carpet with fate, looking at the little golden retriever with the claws.

Xiao Jinmao turned his head and looked at him.

One person and one dog looked at each other for a long time.

Mo Yifan reached out his hand and wanted to rub the little golden hair's little head. At the very least, I have to thank the little matchmaker. If it weren't for it, the first kiss between them wouldn't be known until the year of the monkey.

Who knows, Xiao Jinmao didn't even accept Mo Yifan's feelings, shook his head, moved his body, lifted his hind legs, and put a urine on Mo Yifan's leg with his buttocks.

Mo Yifan's hand in midair: "..."

"Ding Dong-Ding Dong-"

The doorbell rang again.

Mo Yifan touched the wheelchair, first to open the door, and smiled lightly: "Come? Welcome."

Yun Xiuyao stared at Mo Yifan incredulously, and then returned to God: "You ... have you lived together?"

"Who's here? Xiu Yao?" Tang Xinyu took a tissue and wiped his hands, quickly walked to the porch, and looked suspiciously at the people standing inside and outside the door. "Why are you, being a door god?"

Yun Xiuyao, wearing red antlers, smiled and spread his arms towards Tang Xinyu: "My sweetheart, come and kiss my sister."

Mo Yifan stopped between the two indifferently, reminding: "Come on the table, the dishes are getting cold."

Yun Xiuyao made a sigh, glanced at Mo Yifan, and waved his hand toward Sister Kong Ming behind him: "Little Confucius, come, move the box of wine in."

Kong Ming, who was wearing a smoky grey woolen coat, smiled accommodatingly, obediently holding a box of red wine and squeezing into the door, and looked down at Mo Yifan who was blocking the entrance.

The tip of the needle is on the wheatgrass.

Tang Xinyu pushed Mo Yifan into the restaurant and gave way.

Yun Xiuyao changed his shoes in a big swing, and instructed Kong Ming to draw a bottle of red wine to wake up and wake up, intending to stay drunk for a while.

Just before closing, the two brothers Lin Tianzuo and Lin Tianyou arrived, bringing a bottle of champagne and a bouquet of flowers. Tang Xinyu was so happy that he took the flowers happily and went to find a vase.

Mo Yifan looked at Tang Xinyu's happy back and seemed to have learned something.

Lin Tianyou demonstratively raised his fist towards Mo Yifan, and then went to the kitchen: "Cousin, is there anything else to help? Brother, I will give you a hand."

Lin Tianzuo and Mo Yifan nodded to each other, opened the double-door refrigerator in Shumengshulu, looking for ice cubes and champagne.

One by one, they are using words and deeds to make it clear that they are more intimate with Tang Xinyu than Mo Yifan and Tang Xinyu.

Mo Yifan couldn't help but have a headache, these two uncles were not easy to handle.

Yun Xiuyao was quickly attracted by the little golden retriever playing with cardboard boxes on the carpet. He reached out and rubbed the little golden retriever's head, and was stopped halfway by Kong Ming's frown.

Yun Xiuyao is dissatisfied: "Why?"

Kong Ming smiled happily and took a long paper tube into her hand: "This dog is too small to play with light and heavy, be careful that it scratches your hand."

Yun Xiuyao glanced at him suspiciously, and then saw that Xiao Jinmao was interested in the long paper tube, and then teased with excitement.

Kong Ming stood with Mo Yifan's wheelchair with his arms on his chest and looked at Yun Xiuyao in the living room: "I was surprised to see me come?"

Mo Yifan's elbow rested lightly on the armrest, and his fingertips knocked on his knees: "Unexpected, but also unexpected."

Kong Ming raised the corners of his lips wickedly, and restored the image of an innocent loyal dog instantly when Yun Xiuyao looked over.

Mo Yifan saw Kong Ming's changing face in the blink of an eye and sneered: "You haven't shown off with Miss Yun yet?"

Kong Ming leaned lazily on the bar, habitually reached into his pocket to touch the cigarette, glanced at Yun Xiuyao, who was funny, and paused: "What brand is it? It is not the purpose of my trip to get married. "

Mo Yifan glanced at a trace of treachery: "Oh? Then I told Miss Yun."

Mo Yifan raised his voice: "Miss Yun, I have something to tell you ..."

Kong Ming straightened up immediately, and even Mo Yifan felt that his back was tight.

Yun Xiuyao turned his back and answered, "I don't know why Mo Shao is so expensive?"

Kong Ming lowered his voice: "Mo Shao, there is something to say. I heard that you Mo's land in the west of Nong Cheng ..."

In Mo Yifan's eyes, the smile grew deeper, the tone was gentle, and he could not even hear him change his mind: "Can you trouble Miss Yun to see if the heart language is ready? Let's have a meal when we are ready."

Yun Xiuyao took Xiao Jinmao to the kitchen.

Kong Ming was relieved with imperceptibility: "Mo Shao has been admiring his name for a long time. Today, he only saw Mo Shao's methods, and his name is indeed well-deserved."

Mo Yifan chuckled and did not treat him in a vain way: "I didn't expect that Mo's face could be so large that it caught Mr. Kong's eyes."

Kong Ming lifted his chin in the direction of the terrace: "Why don't you show me first?"

Mo Yifan led Kong Ming out of the terrace and closed the floor-to-ceiling windows. The thin snowflakes fluttered down on the terrace and accumulated a thin layer of snow.

Kong Ming relaxedly took out the cigarette case, drew a cigarette in his mouth, and handed the cigarette case to Mo Yifan: "Come one?"

Mo Yifan said coldly: "Thank you, she doesn't like the smell of smoke."

Kong Ming: "Oh, it seems to be the same person."

Mo Yifan caressed his chin and said arrogantly: "My progress is probably more than a little faster than yours."

Kong Ming snorted and turned to the topic: "The land in the west of the city is also valued above, but the direction of attention is not the same as the outside world's rumor. Now Mo's swallowing this piece of fat, there is no meaning to relax, I advise, or Get ready early. "

Mo Yifan: "Well, it is similar to the information I have, but it has little to do with me."

Kong Ming raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised: "You are not the same gang with the Mo family?"

Kong Ming was born in the imperial capital, but he didn't know much about the local giants in Mincheng. Mo's internal battles are open and secret, and there are many factions. He is not very clear. Originally, I didn't look down on the radicalism of the Mo family, but now I heard what Mo Yifan said, Mo Yifan is opposite to the Mo family.

Kong Ming tuned and said with a smile: "Mo Shao, you can't see it. One of your elders still competes with his ... nephew, too much."

In the cold wind of Ling Xun, Mo Yifan's eyebrows are all hanging cold: "People die for wealth, birds die for food. Since ancient times, as long as there are unequal interests, there will be a game of desire. Mr. Kong was born like that Family, how could this reason not be understood? "

Kong Ming spread his palm to block the wind and snow, lit the lighter and lit the cigarette, and spit out a smoke ring comfortably.

He did not move, Mo Yifan did not move, silently watching the flying snowflakes.

The two are fighting to see who is more patient.

But Mo Yifan knew that when Kong Ming first proposed a separate talk, Kong Ming had already prevailed. In the quietly negotiated corner of the terrace, Mo Yifan had the initiative from the beginning.

Kong Ming is asking for him, and Mo Yifan is the first to show an irrelevant attitude towards the deal he can provide.

Mo Yifan felt that the terrace was too cold and decided to push Kong Ming: "Mr. Kong, my fiancee, Miss Yun, but a good girlfriend who can live and die together."

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