Divorced by the actor right after she was pregnant?

Bu Yuezhao had no choice but to go over to help him, Qu Yan helped them block the bullets, and he didn't know how he moved. Why are you still not dead, why are you still not dead, what are you dancing!

Qu Yan's figure was suddenly stuck, and at this moment, the words "good luck and good luck" appeared on the screen of the mobile phone.

the first.

Eat chicken.

Well, folks, you can eat chicken while dancing.

Bu Xinglan happily greeted Qu Yan, and said to Bu Yuezhao, "You, don't even think about selling the company, use your strengths and make good money!"

Buyuezhao leaned on the sofa, watching them leave hand in hand, gradually feeling a little resentful.

It feels good to lie on the sofa and play games every day...but he is 35 years old, is it too late to enter the game pit?

Bu Yuezhao quickly thought of a sentence.

It's never too late if you want to do it.

Bu Yuezhao decided to carry the IPAD with her from tomorrow, and observe the young people in the company by the way, is there any master who can hug her thigh...

Bu Xinglan leaned on the bed, thinking of Bu Yuezhao's envious expression, she couldn't help holding Qu Yan's face and kissing him several times, and the kisses were divided into several rounds, "I think my elder brother is going to fall in love with you .”

"Then he is doomed to lose love."

Bu Xinglan chuckled: "You are so humorous."

Qu Yan stretched out his hand to hold his finger, and leaned over to kiss his cheek: "I only love you."

Seeing his belly getting bigger and bigger, Bu Xinglan gradually became a little worried. He had promised at first that he would not give birth to Qu Yan's children, but now, he seemed to be breaking his promise.

Qu Yan began to rub his legs every day, and took him out for a walk after dinner every day. Wei Weiwei and Bu Duanliang saw it and gradually relaxed.

They made a new plan, and felt that not giving the children time alone seemed to be bad for their emotional development. After discussing, they decided to come and live for a week every month, and Bu Xinglan applauded immediately.

Carrying the suitcase, his mother sighed, "Is that why you want us to go?"

Bu Xinglan hurriedly said: "How could it be? I just think that the distance is too close and there is no sense of beauty."

Wei Weiwei suppressed a smile, reached out and pinched his face: "What distance and beauty do you need from your mother!"

Wei Weiwei walked in front, and before Buyuezhao left, she frowned and said, "Don't move my sofa, I'll come back to live after a while."

Bu Xinglan blinked: "Good brother!"

Buyuezhao looked at him suspiciously: "Otherwise you have to ask Qu Yan to give me 20."

"Okay." Bu Xinglan said obediently. It was rare for Bu Yuezhao to see such an obedient brother, so she reached out and rubbed his head, and said softly, "Okay, brother will come to play with you after a while."

"Okay brother, goodbye." Bu Xinglan waved to him, Bu Yuezhao was so sweet by him, and nodded: "If I don't come to live, I will come and ask someone to take it away, so as not to occupy the space."

Bu Xinglan hummed, and after pushing Buyuezhao out the door, she immediately showed a fierce expression: "The sofa is mine now! I'll move it down tomorrow!"

"Bu Xinglan! I ordered someone to order that!"

"Let my house be mine!" Bu Xinglan firmly closed the door with his backhand, and Bu Yuezhao slapped the door fiercely a few times. When he turned around and saw his mother's smile, he immediately pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly: "He snatched it away again." gone."

"Aren't you afraid that he will be heavy and uncomfortable to play with, so you made it for him? You insist on teasing him."

"He's cuter when he's pretending to be good." After Bu Yuezhao finished speaking, she couldn't help but chuckled when she thought of the touch of that stupid hair just now.

As soon as Bu Yuezhao left, Bu Xinglan asked someone to replace the sofa with the one in the living room. The sofa was so soft that Bu Xinglan felt that he would not be afraid to lie down on it, but for the sake of the child's health, Qu Yan knew it After I had this idea, I kept watching him closely. Whenever I saw him approaching the sofa, I was afraid that he would throw me on it, which was also exhausting.

The bustling home was deserted in an instant, and Qu Yan was not used to it for a while. He had never experienced such a bustling family atmosphere like this time, and he couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic.

Bu Xinglan was fine. Although the time with his parents was lively, it was all mosaic in his mind, without any high-definition details.Getting Buyuezhao's custom-made sofa really made him excited for two days, but he soon forgot the source of the sofa and got used to it.

But about Qu Yan bullying him and the fact that he traveled from the age of 17, I always remember clearly, and I have to find fault with Qu Yan from time to time, but most of the time I just forget it.

After Qu Mo went back, she never came back, but she called Qu Yan, but after a few cold greetings, both of them were speechless and could only hang up.

Not long after, Qu Mo sent an email to Qu Yan. He opened it with a frown, and found that this email could be called a heart-to-heart exchange between mother and child in a sense.

"Sitting in front of the computer today, I suddenly want to say a few words to you from the bottom of my heart, I hope you can read it.

You only know that your father and I grew up in an orphanage, you said we were cold and heartless, you accused us of being like machines.But you don't know, in fact, the people who came out together back then were not just me and your dad, but also two other men and a woman. If they were still alive, they would probably be our relatives.

But they are all dead, your aunt was played to death by the capitalists in the opera house, and the other two uncles, one died under the wheel, and the other was beaten to death while being a human sandbag.

You don't understand the feeling of watching the closest person dying, and there is nothing you can do to save them.

The days at that time were more difficult than you can imagine after we started our business.Your father and I have had a wish since we were young, that is to be a master, and let my children and grandchildren be masters.And when we started our business, we encountered many setbacks. We slept on the main road and even grabbed food from wild dogs.

And you, Qu Yan, you have never experienced hardships since you were a child. Everything about you was bestowed by me and your father. Your high IQ comes from our countless genetic combinations, so you have never encountered any Frustration, what we give you is something that we were far from daring to ask for.

Qu Yan, your days are so smooth, so you do whatever you want.But have you ever wondered, if the child between you has an IQ deficiency--please forgive my inappropriate words, but I want to know, have you ever thought about what he will do in the future?How will he inherit your family business, how can he gain a firm foothold in this world, and how can he be treated fairly?

I know you can't let go of Bu Xinglan, I can understand you, but I still hope you can think about it, do you want your child to experience what my father, me, and even those uncles and aunts have experienced?How can he survive in this increasingly competitive environment?Are you sure you've thought about it all?

I have said a lot today, and I am a bit incoherent, but I hope you can act with caution and think twice. "

Today's Qu Mo is a bit... After thinking for a long time, Qu Yan finally came up with a word: sensibility.

If Qu Mo had said these words to him personally, Qu Yan really couldn't imagine it, but at this moment, looking at these words, he seemed to be able to understand Qu Mo's thoughts.

I have to admit that my sense of superiority and high ability have indeed brought success that many people cannot experience. In this world, probably many people will encounter some setbacks, but Qu Yan has been smooth sailing since childhood.

I have never experienced life and death, nor have I suffered unfair or oppressed treatment in any field.

He leaned on his forehead and stared blankly at the email. After a long time, he slowly sat up straight and typed to respond:

"I haven't experienced your kind of powerlessness, but I can probably understand your excessively strict requirements on your children and grandchildren. But please forgive me, I can't accept it. The child is already six months old. We went to the hospital two days ago. From the big screen You can see his small body, and his facial features have gradually become clear. I still think that I can't give up Bu Xinglan for the sake of the so-called excellent offspring, and I still can't accept your description of my child as a problem.

I appreciate your willingness to talk to me, but my decision will not change.

After the baby is born, we will choose a time for the wedding. "

After sending the email, Qu Yan stayed for a while, then walked out.

Everyone has their own position, even if they have determined their own position, but Qu Yan still feels that what Qu Mo said is still reasonable.He thought, did he make things difficult for his parents?

"What's the matter?" While pouring water, Bu Xinglan suddenly poked his head out from behind him, and when Qu Yan saw him, his whole heart, which was slightly frizzy because of Qu Mo's words, suddenly calmed down.

He really couldn't imagine what it would be like to give up Bu Xinglan, and couldn't imagine what Bu Xinglan would be like without him. Can he still love others as he loves himself?

Qu Yan put down the water glass, freed his hands, and stretched out his arms to hold him in his arms.

The raised abdomen made it impossible for him to completely let his lover fit him tightly, but it couldn't stop him from kissing Bu Xinglan's lips.

Before he was kissed, his lips were always pale pink. That kind of pink made people feel very affectionate. Qu Yan tasted him carefully, but Bu Xinglan was not very patient, nor did he really want to kiss him.

He let Qu Yan peck for more than a minute, then pushed him away unbearably: "What are you doing?"

"When I look at you, I think of my beliefs."

"What belief?" Bu Xinglan was curious, and Qu Yan chuckled: "You."

He hugged Bu Xinglan to the soft sofa, knelt down and rubbed his legs, and said softly: "If someone disagrees with you, but the other party has a good reason, can you forgive her for sometimes being unreasonable?" ? Or compromise with her?"

Bu Xinglan thought for a while, and said seriously: "Anyone who stands against me is wrong, and I will never forgive you! I will never compromise!"

Bu Xinglan has his own principles of life, which he instilled in Qu Yan, who laughed after a brief pause.

He looked at his lover tenderly: "You are right, never forgive, never compromise."

Qu Yan seemed to have found his position right away, and his heart, which had been clouded by Qu Mo's words, suddenly became brighter.

No one can force others to have the same ideas as themselves, even their parents.

The email sent by Qu Yan showed that it was checked, but Qu Mo did not continue to reply to him, nor did he make any comments on his decision.

Day by day, everyone seems to be in peace.

These days, Bu Xinglan's laziness is beyond imagination. Apart from reading books and playing games every day, he doesn't ask about anything else. Qin Yao has contacted him several times about artists, but Bu Xinglan Now he doesn't have that kind of thought and energy at all, not to mention that he doesn't understand the company's situation at all, and he may not be able to fully understand it after reading the previous diary.

What's more, he is only 17 years old, why bother with these adults?

He told Qin Yao: "I give up the company, and the shares are given to you."

Qin Yao: "..." You are willing to give it away, but I dare not take it!

Bu Xinglan's body is getting heavier and heavier, and Qu Yan dare not leave 50 meters away from Bu Xinglan every day. He must drive by himself when going out, and he must cook every meal by himself. He tasted the temperature before he could.

When Bu Xinglan was kicked by the child in his stomach for the first time, he didn't realize it. He thought he had a stomachache. It wasn't until later that he checked the information that he realized that it was the little villain who kicked him.

He and the baby are also angry: "Why did it kick me but not you?"

Qu Yan obediently took the blame: "You should kick me when you come out."

"Why did he kick me! I gave him food and drink, and kicked me!" Bu Xinglan was so wronged by the kick, so Qu Yan could only say, "I apologize to you on his behalf."

Bu Xinglan was still very dissatisfied: "He kicked me, I can't even kick him."

"..." Qu Yan felt bald and didn't know how to react.

Then he was followed by Bu Xinglan.

Qu Yan: "..."

After that, they have an unwritten rule.

Now that the child is growing up, he turns over and kicks very frequently every day. Every time he kicks himself and turns over, Bu Xinglan will make a note on the wall, thinking viciously, when the little villain comes out, he must be ruthless. Beat him up!

In the beginning, it took many days to be memorized once, and Bu Xinglan sometimes forgot, but gradually, the baby turned over more frequently, almost every day there would be an extra orthographic word on the wall.

Like today.

They made an appointment to settle accounts with Qu Yan at night and with Bao Bao later.

Before going to bed, Qu Yan looked at the extra positive, a little timid: "Bao'er, I want to sleep in the study today."

Bu Xinglan glared at him, Qu Yan sighed, and could only climb onto the bed slowly. Not long after getting on the bed, Bu Xinglan started to pretend to be sleeping, and then kicked him many times.

Qu Yanbei kicked for so long, it is rare to raise an opinion at this moment: "...can you kick with another leg tomorrow?"

Bu Xinglan frowned, hummed softly, and kicked him again.

Really changed places.

My star is really considerate.After realizing that he had such an idea, Qu Yan's face suddenly changed color.

but……

He said, "You kicked me a bit more today."

Bu Xinglan opened his eyes immediately, and Qu Yan said seriously: "You only wrote down seven strokes today, but you kicked me eight times."

Yes.

The unwritten rule is that Qu Yan will be kicked as much as Bu Xinglan is kicked by the baby.

But today, there was a dispute between them because Bu Xinglan kicked him more!

Bu Xinglan frowned: "Really?"

"Yes." Qu Yan calculated, and said, "Then you should kick me less tomorrow."

Bu Xinglan looked at him for a while, and said very sensiblely: "Okay."

Bu Xinglan rubbed against his chest, and soon fell asleep. Her fingers tugged on the button on his chest, and gradually loosened it after a while.

Qu Yan's heart softened, and Jiumi kissed him, thinking that his baby was so cute when he was good, and would not give him a thousand taels of gold in exchange.

Then the next day, he found that there were ten extra positives on the wall.

Qu Yan: "???"

Bu Xinglan calculated, and said: "Five kicks for one kick, fifty kicks for ten kicks, minus the extra kick yesterday, you will be kicked 49 times instead of the baby."

Qu Yan took a breath: "You must have added more, usually the maximum is nine, how could there be so many suddenly?"

"Because..." Bu Xinglan said innocently, "I watched a sports program today, and he may have learned fetal boxing."

"..." Just make it up!