Qiao Qing didn't understand the riddle the two were playing, and just felt that she shouldn't be so honest.
He grabbed Jun Yexuan's wrist and said, "No, go home."
"That's not up to you." Jun Yexuan said.
As the car arrived at the Aiqing Hotel, Qiao Qing's heart beat so fast that it seemed to overflow her chest.
As soon as she stopped, Jun Yexuan picked her up and walked towards the hotel.
"Jun Yexuan." Qiao Qing grabbed his collar, "I feel a little uncomfortable."
Jun Yexuan smiled, "You little coward, forget about being a coward and learn to lie?"
Qiao Qing frowned, covering her stomach and said, "I'm really uncomfortable."
Jun Yexuan paused and looked down at Qiao Qing's pale face. The raging lust in his body dissipated in an instant.
After calculating the date, Jun Yexuan cursed in a low voice, "Why is it advanced again this time?"
As he spoke, he looked at the lady at the front desk and said, "Please prepare brown sugar water and everything for girls during their menstrual period and send them to my suite!"
After saying that, he strode straight to the personal elevator.
Mu Jingheng shook his head and sighed, should his third brother carry this idea like this
The two ladies at the front desk looked at Jun Yexuan's back, their eyes gleaming.
"Is this the president's girlfriend? Oh my god! I've never seen the president look so doting on her!"
"My pink bubbles are popping up when I watch it! This is nothing more than a national idol drama!"
"I heard that the name of our hotel was changed for this girl, and the president was so considerate..."
"Still talking?! Why don't you hurry up and get ready?!" Mu Jingheng interrupted the two of them.
The two counter ladies immediately stopped and picked up the landline to make a call.
…
The service efficiency of high-end hotels is extremely high. Jun Yexuan put Qiao Qing on the bed in the suite. Not long after turning on the heating, a waiter brought everything he asked for.
Jun Yexuan carried Qiao Qing to the bathroom, took the sanitary napkin, and went to untie her clothes.
Qiao Qing grabbed his hand and said, "What are you doing?!"
Jun Yexuan raised his lips and smiled, "What did we want to do here? Are you afraid that I will see it?"
Qiao Qing's face darkened, "Jun Yexuan!"
Jun Yexuan instantly raised his hands in surrender, tickled her nose and said, "I'm teasing you. Call me if you need anything."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
When Qiao Qing changed her sanitary napkin and walked out of the bathroom, Jun Yexuan picked her up again and put her on the bed.
He helped her sit in his arms, took the brown sugar water adjusted to a suitable temperature and slowly fed her to drink.
After feeding her the brown sugar water, Jun Yexuan was busy keeping her warm again.
Then he lifted the quilt and lay down, hugged her tightly in his arms, brushed the hair on both sides of her face, and said with a tigerish face: "To tell you the truth, have you eaten anything you shouldn't have eaten recently?"
Qiao Qing was held in his arms, as if she were in a warm furnace, and the pain in her lower abdomen was relieved a lot.
Hearing Jun Yexuan's words, he immediately turned his face away guiltily, "Before a girl gives birth, her cycle may not be so accurate."
Jun Yexuan turned her face away, "Are you implying that you want to give me a baby?"
Before Qiao Qing could say anything, Jun Yexuan said to himself: "No, if there is another little carrot head, more people will fight against you."
Qiao Qing: "..."
Jun Yexuan placed a kiss on her forehead, "Get some sleep, I'll stay with you."
Qiao Qing nodded, feeling relieved in her heart, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Jun Yexuan was afraid that his business call would disturb Qiao Qing, so he took out his mobile phone and turned it on silent.
Then he hugged Qiao Qing and fell asleep.
As soon as the two fell asleep, they forgot about time.
After Qi Yusen returned home, he looked around but couldn't find Qiao Qing...
Fourth update
Many babies said that I slapped my face too much and wrote too much, which caused visual fatigue, and I knocked on the bowl to ask for sweets, so today’s chapter is mostly filled with sweets.
But maybe I’m used to being slapped in the face when writing this article, and I feel it’s not easy to write about sweets.
And even if I write about it, I always block it and cover my face.
After all, the first two books of Neer were relatively slow to drive, and in the current environment, I can’t write h. There is no ambiguous sugar, which feels a bit bland, and I cover my face (*/?＼*)
(End of chapter)