"Wen Xin... You're still kidding me, I really have a headache now..." Qiao Weiwei rubbed her head and said with a wry smile.
She has a real headache...
Ever since she was pregnant, Jiang Beimo, who used to like to play tricks on her, didn't even dare to touch her.
She just felt that she suddenly became... a dangerous person who needs to be highly vigilant and protected.
This feeling is... really uncomfortable.
She has endured it for a few days, and now she really can't bear it anymore... So after much deliberation, she can only call Song Wenxin.
"Okay, I understand what you mean, I'll go to your place later, and take a look at you by the way!" Song Wenxin smiled.
"Thank you, Wen Xin. I'll send you the address right away. I'm living with my brother now." Hearing her promise, Qiao Weiwei smiled immediately.
"good!"
... ... ...
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Weiwei quickly sent the address to Song Wenxin via text message, and then walked out of the bathroom easily.
When he opened the door, he saw Jiang Beimo waiting at the door. Seeing her coming out, he stared at her nervously and began to size up.
"I'm really fine... I just played with my phone in the bathroom for a while, so it's been a long time." Qiao Weiwei gave a guilty smile when he saw him, and then explained.
"Mobile phone?" Hearing this, Jiang Beimo's eyes were locked on the mobile phone in her hand.
"There is radiation!" He suddenly said vigilantly.
"It should be fine..." Qiao Weiwei looked at the phone in her hand and was taken aback for a moment.
Before she could react, Jiang Beimo reached out and took the phone from her hand.
"Confiscated!"
"..."
"Go downstairs for soup!" Jiang Beimo said while putting his phone in his pocket.
Since she was pregnant, he invited a special celebrity chef to come to the house, and cooked four or five meals a day for her in different ways!
As soon as she heard the word drink soup, Qiao Weiwei's face suddenly changed...
"I'm a little tired... don't drink soup for now, I want to sleep for a while." She rubbed her head and said with some headaches.
"Uncomfortable?" Jiang Beimo's expression became tense again.
"No, I'd better go down and drink soup!" Qiao Weiwei had almost expected that his next sentence would be to call the doctor, so this time she learned her lesson, changed her words obediently, turned around and went downstairs.
She would rather drink soup than see a doctor!
... ... ...
On the other side, the reception room.
After finishing the phone call with Qiao Weiwei, Song Wenxin received a text message from her, which was the address of Qiao Ze's home.
"It looks like you still have something to do, so I'll go back first." Feng Miao picked up her bag and said to her politely.
"Sister Feng, do you have anything else to do this afternoon?" Song Wenxin put away her phone, then looked at Feng Miaoru, suddenly thought of something, and asked her.
There were two big men in Qiao Weiwei's house, and she was afraid that she might not be able to handle it by herself. If Jiang Beihan was called, the scene... would definitely become more chaotic!
So... She thought of Feng Miaoru who was beside her.
And... She does have a lot of curiosity about this woman, and she really wants to know more about this mature and intellectual woman.
For some reason, she always felt... Feng Miaoru's eyes seemed to hide a lot of pain.