Sick beauty enemy is pregnant with my cub

Qin Mo got up and tidied up his clothes before walking down the escalator. The early pregnancy reaction and the long-distance flight made it difficult for him to have a good complexion on his face. Naturally, Song Jing also saw that his complexion was not very good, so he walked forward quickly , I was a little anxious while speaking;

"Didn't you eat well this week? Why is your complexion so bad? Is it because you are not used to the western food from abroad? I booked a garden and have a good meal at noon. Let's go."

Song Jing naturally stood by Qin Mo's side, with a natural attitude, not flattery, just caring that she was accustomed to, and the alienation and reservedness that Qin Mo always had on his face disappeared instantly when facing Song Jing;

"A few days ago, I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach. It may be that I am not used to eating on the other side of the ocean."

"I told you to take the cook out with you before, but you still have to leave it to me. I can't eat enough in China by myself. Next time you go abroad on a business trip, take it with you."

Song Jing complained with concern while leading the people to the car.

Qin Mo thought of yesterday's report, and suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart. He just came back, so let's find another time to talk to him;

"Listen to you next time."

Song Jing didn't like to use a driver. He always drove by himself when picking up Qin Mo. After getting in the car, he poked a smile and looked at the people around him;

"Close your eyes."

Qin Mo turned his head and saw the obvious brilliance in Song Jing's beautiful eyes. A look of indulgence appeared in his eyes, and then he really closed his eyes. Qin Mo did not know how many crises he had encountered so far. At this moment, the reason why he closed his eyes so unpreparedly was because the person in front of him was Song Jing. When Song Jing looked at the person with his eyes closed, he realized that this person's complexion was actually very bad. His lips were pale without any trace of blood. There was a blue shadow under the feather-like thick and black eyelashes, Qin Mo waited for a long time but did not hear anything;

"Little Jing?"

Song Jing suddenly regained consciousness;

"wait a minute."

He grasped Qin Mo's wrist, and took off the valuable wristwatch in his hand with a quick movement. Qin Mo only felt a slight chill on his wrist;

"Okay, you can open your eyes."

Song Jing lowered her head and saw the watch on her wrist, the dark blue dial, simple and elegant, looked up at the person opposite, Song Jing raised her eyebrows and smiled;

"I met it at the auction yesterday. It's the same designer as the piece in your hand, but I think this piece is more suitable for you."

Qin Mo laughed at his own idea just now, his sharp eyes showed traces of teasing, and the momentum between the raised eyebrows inadvertently spread out;

"I thought the surprise was going to be a kiss."

Song Jing approached lightly, with one hand resting on the co-pilot's seat, her peach blossom eyes were full of charm, but the bottom of her eyes was clear, which made people feel that she was unparalleled in appearance;

"What? Mr. Qin thinks that a kiss from me is worth more than this seven-figure watch?"

Qin Mo, who seldom jokes in daily life, only felt a little more teasing because the person in front of him was Song Jing;

"Naturally, riches and honors cannot be promiscuous."

Qin Mo hugged Song Jing's waist at once, and the aura of aggression came over his face. It's been a week, this guy has been separated from him for a week, and the cool thin lips fell on Song Jing's lips, Song Jing is to him It's all special. He is not a person who is passionate about sex, let alone a person who is gentle and caring. He is possessive and domineering in his bones. If it is not like this, let alone the position of the head of the Qin family, his life would not have been lost. Where is it, but Song Jing didn't like him like that, so he gradually got used to putting away those horrible tentacles-like possessive desires in front of him bit by bit, with a gentle look on his face that he liked.

So at this moment, he didn't let this kiss become plundering, but really ended the first kiss after returning to the country in such a light way, and there was an imperceptible nostalgia in the deep and handsome eyebrows;

"Okay, let's drive, I'm hungry."

Qin Mo's taste was also very bland in the past, but Song Jing prefers heavy oil and spicy food. The two of them always eat half and half of the food, whether at home or out.

Today is naturally the same. Song Jing ordered a garden private kitchen, the environment is very good, and half of the dishes are served for one person. Qin Mo likes steamed vegetables, especially steamed fish. The closest dish in front of him is steamed yellow croaker. Song Jing was born in a wealthy family. Although he was not taken seriously at home, his upbringing and etiquette cannot be changed. With a smile on his lips, his eyes fell on the steamed fish;

"This is the chef's specialty. I've tried it once. Try it."

Just when Qin Mo was about to move his chopsticks, a spicy crayfish ordered by Song Jing arrived. The spicy taste pierced into Qin Mo's nasal cavity, but Qin Mo was choked and coughed again and again in an instant, his pale face They all coughed up a blush.

"What's wrong? Choking? Take this plate down."

Song Jing immediately talked to the waiter at the side, poured another glass of lemonade for Qin Mo, sat down from the opposite side, and patted him on the back. It took a long time for Qin Mo to slow down, and he raised his hand just as the waiter was about to take it away. block a bit;

"Leave it alone, I'm fine."

The concern in Song Jing's eyes did not diminish;

"It's okay to cough like this, but it's just a dish. Come, have some soup. The pork rib soup here is very good."

He served a bowl of soup for the people around him. Qin Mo felt a little sick when he smelled the soup, but he took a look at Song Jing and swallowed half a bowl. Song Jing also felt that something was wrong with him, something that he couldn't describe in his heart. Feeling, Song Jing slowed down a bit and set his eyes on the plate of red crayfish. He basically didn't touch this kind of dish before, but now he felt a little bit eager to eat;

"Xiao Jing, peel one off for me."

Song Jing followed his gaze and glanced at Crayfish and smiled;

"Have you tried? I promise you won't be disappointed."

He put on disposable gloves, skillfully peeled a crayfish, and put the shrimp meat in front of Qin Mo. Qin Mo took a bite with his chopsticks. It was a bit spicy and very fresh. He didn't eat anything in the morning. These days he hadn't had much appetite, but this food that he never ate before now aroused his desire to eat, Song Jing immediately put one in his mouth, and looked up at Qin Mo's reaction;

"Not bad, how many more?"

Qin Mo really nodded, but his stomach was clear, so he quickly drank a few mouthfuls of hot soup after eating a few.

I don't know if it's because of Song Jing's presence, but Qin Mo's meal is probably the most comfortable meal these days.

In the past two days when he just returned home, Qin Mo, a workaholic, did not work overtime uncharacteristically. He didn't even go to the company and stayed at home for two days. However, this also provided Song Jing with convenience, five days a day It's getting closer, and although Qin Moren seems to be at home these days, his thoughts have not stopped. It has been two days since he came back, but he still hasn't told Song Jing about it. This child belongs to him and Song Jing, so he It's unbelievable but it's not difficult to accept, but what about Song Jing?What would he think of this kid?If this child is really born, will the relationship between him and Song Jing go further?

This afternoon, he asked his personal lawyer to come over, and he asked the lawyer to draw up a marriage agreement, intending to donate half of the assets under his name to Song Jing before the marriage.

Yuan Bei is Qin Mo's personal lawyer. It may be difficult for the outside world to imagine how Qin Mo's assets have reached an unprecedented level. Glancing at the terms above, he never thought of letting Song Jing go in his life. In the past, he didn't force marriage. If Song Jing didn't mention it, he didn't mention it. The people around him were by his side. Paper marriage certificates don't matter to him.

But now...his hand has a lot of marks on his lower abdomen under the table. Since he is going to have this child, he hopes to give him a complete family. The day after tomorrow is his birthday, and he plans to share this document with the child. Tell him at the same time, thinking about Song Jing, there is finally a gentle smile in his eyes, maybe he forgot to take off the mask after wearing it for a long time;

"He actually has no sense of security. These are the confidence I can give him."

Yuan Bei followed Qin Mo for so many years and saw Qin Mo smile when he was either looking at Song Jing or talking about Song Jing. He felt quite panicked after eating this mouthful of dog food. The confidence was beyond what a mortal like him could imagine. Qin Mo took the pen, and his stern and strong name was placed at the end of the document.

Tomorrow, this day is coming. When Song Jing was sitting in the conference room in the afternoon, she felt a little flustered. Everything that should be arranged had been arranged. This panic did not come from worrying about tomorrow's success or failure, but from inexplicable anxiety. He really wanted to go to the bar for a drink or two after work, but he couldn't, there was still someone waiting for him at home, and he still had to perform this last scene well.

When I got home, it was the same as usual. At 05:30, the smell of food was already coming from the kitchen. Qin Mo was wearing a cotton and linen home clothes and was sitting in the living room reading the magazine at hand. If he remembered correctly the clothes He was the one who helped choose this person. Under the soft light in the living room, Song Jing's aggressive aura faded a lot. Compared with the first time he saw this person, Song Jing knew that it was just an appearance. , He has always understood the methods of the Patriarch of the Qin family. Song Jing took out the magazine from his hand after changing his shoes, with a slight smile on his face;

"Why are you looking so serious?"

Qin Mo raised his chin and nodded at the magazine in his hand, Song Jing looked down;

"Sports car, this red one looks good. I remember it was newly launched last year. What's the matter? Should President Qin have a taste for it?"

Song Jing sat down beside him, the smile in his eyes was like a little fox, the car that this man was riding in was bulletproof all the year round, he had almost never seen him drive a sports car, Qin Mo's face was still not very good-looking;

"I showed it to you, don't you like it?"

The expression on Song Jing's face has not changed at all. In fact, he doesn't like sports cars, but in the past three years he needs a "canary" image that spends money like water, so his cars are all sports cars except for the one he goes to work.

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The last chapter of peace;

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