After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

   Chapter 509

  Xia Qing heard the man say so, but her brows relaxed.

  Suddenly I feel that I am also quite gifted in love.

  Well, it’s actually not that difficult to say sweet words to your lover.

Especially seeing the soft corners of the man next to him, I can’t wait to tell him everything I can think of, but unfortunately I don’t have any storage at all. I lack words for a while, so I can only suppress this surging confession and stun the man next to me. Impulse.

  Pei Zhengyang felt the emotion of the person beside him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened, "So happy to be in the finals?"

   "No, I am happy to see you." Xia Qing answered without hesitation.

  Pei Zhengyang stopped and took the person in his arms, "Did you put honey on your mouth today?"

   "No." It is just happiness. The moment she walked out of the school building, she saw the man's happiness. It can't be described in words. If it wasn't for worrying that a man could not stand it, there was a moment when she really wanted to rush into his arms.

  She began to understand the feeling of love for men and women.

  Whether he knew she was shaking his head, Pei Zhengyang suddenly looked down at her, "Really? I have a taste."

   Pei Zhengyang's thin lips fell after speaking.

  Xia Qing did not expect that a man would have such a trick, staying in the same place, and then felt that the man’s lips were soft with a hint of autumnal coolness, which made people nostalgic.

  I haven't left school yet, although the sky has already dimmed, Xia Qing is still ashamed, her heart throbs, and half of her body softly falls into the man's arms.

  Upstairs.

  Jia Junkai is standing on the corner of the third floor, and you can just see the pair stopped downstairs.

In the past few months, the stories about the Second Young Master and the 200-jin fat daughter of Lin's family in Nancheng, Jinshi have been turned up and discussed from time to time in the upper circle, but whether it is the forcible whitewashing story full of sentimental literature in Entertainment Weekly, or Pei Zhengyang Throwing two billion yuan to photograph Dr. Xia's scalpel for the other party, not many people still believe that this is a love story.

  Everyone is more speculating about the interest entanglement between the two people, and what is the purpose of Pei Er Shao marrying each other, but they alone do not think that there is love between them.

  At least Jia Junkai thought so.

  Especially he has seen the original Lin Xiaqing with his own eyes, witnessed her appearance of 200 Jin, and knew about the dirty things of the Lin family and the dispute over Pei’s shares.

  So he more often thinks that Pei Zhengyang's doing this is just to cover people's eyes, and the ultimate goal is still profit.

  Just now she saw Lin Xiaqing's joy when she rushed down the stairs. He hated her so quick to transfer her love. He felt that she was just confused by Pei Zhengyang's appearance. As long as Pei Zhengyang did not respond, she would eventually give up.

  But standing in the vent of October, he watched Pei Zhengyang hold Xia Qing in his arms. The two people are so intimate and normal, which shows how they get along on weekdays.

  What he thought before was nothing but self-deception.

  It’s just that Jia Junkai can’t understand why women feel so cold? If you come here inexplicably, you can go fast.

  He always thought Xiaoqing was different.

  Looking at the man and woman in the distance who couldn’t help holding each other before they left the campus, they just thought they were too funny.

   "Haha." The night was getting thicker, Jia Junkai stood in the shadow of the corner, laughing at himself, but unable to make a sound dry.

  For a long time, until the pair of figures completely disappeared from sight, they were about to leave, but they heard a sound of footsteps.

Jia Junkai didn't care too much. Just about to lift his foot, he heard someone say with a bit of hatred, "I gave you the money, do you know how to do it? That fat man has very obvious characteristics. I will send you a photo when the time comes, and the person who is looking for will be handsome , I will let the media stop it."

  The steps that had already been taken suddenly fell back gently.

  The people outside didn’t even notice that there was anyone here. Another voice told the girl who had just called, “Be careful. It’s best to create the illusion of drinking and messing with X. Of course, it’s best to make the fake come true.”

  The last sentence, you can hear the bitterness in the woman's words.

   "Don't worry, then a fat guy, a handsome guy takes the initiative to hook up, I don't believe that she is not fooled." The girl who hung up the phone answered with a win.

  Jia Junkai is not unfamiliar with these two voices. The young girl is Xiao Hong from their class, and the one with a sinister tone just now is Xiao Yan, who was fired from Chengai Hospital.

  He knew that Si Yinyin had brought people here as the teaching director a week after the opening of the Medical University, but he was not in clinical medicine. He had never seen it. He did not expect this Xiao Hong to know her and was instigated to calculate Xia Qing.

  A thin layer of cold cream was dyed on an elegant and handsome face, and the lips were slightly pressed, and no emotions could be seen.

  After a long time, the two outsiders slapped and left, and Jia Junkai walked out of the shadows, took out his mobile phone and dialed a call, "Give me a stare at the two people..."

  ……

  Moon Lake Manor.

  Xia Qing and Pei Zhengyang were inked on the road, and it was almost eight o'clock when they got home.

For a while, Xia Qing has been busy with the game and didn’t have much time to accompany the baby. Fortunately, for six months, the little guy is full of curiosity about the world. Xia Qing accompanies him every morning and evening, and the little guy spends the rest of the time exploring the entire manor. , And gradually began to learn to crawl, and enjoy it every day, only when Xia Qing sleeps at night.

When Xia Qing came back late today, she heard the little guy yelling as soon as she came in. She apparently started looking for her mother. Xia Qing ran to change her clothes and wiped some disposable disinfectant before stepping forward. The guy held it in his arms.

  The little guy who returned to his mother's embrace was finally relieved, and his two little hands were not honestly grabbing Xia Qing's body.

  Finally, the little head began to rub her chest.

  Xia Qing is helpless, the little guy has been weaning, but has not been completely weaned, it is fine during the day, and at night, I always have to eat Xia Qing’s breast milk.

   "I'll go upstairs." Seeing the little guy like this, Xia Qing pointed to the man upstairs awkwardly.

"Humph!"

  I didn’t know that Xia Qing had just finished speaking, and he heard a familiar hum. He hurriedly turned his head to see his grandpa sitting on the other side of the living room, his eyes opened in surprise, "Grandpa, why don't you tell me when you are here."

  "Do you have me in your eyes? Humph." The old man snorted proudly again.

  Xia Qing couldn't help but smile, "You get angry for a while, I will coax Xiongxiong down to accompany you."

  After talking, Xia Qing went upstairs happily holding the raging footsteps.

  Master Xia, "..."

  Sure enough, he was a little unscrupulous. He had a son and forgot his grandpa.

  Pei Zhengyang had been very sour with her son before, but when she heard Xia Qing's words and saw her unrelenting back when she left with her son in her arms, she suddenly felt a lot of balance.

  It seems that he is not the only one who loses in front of his son.

  Seeing Pei Zhengyang gloating, the old man glared at him dissatisfiedly, spitting out, laughing at fifty steps, what's your satisfaction!

  Upstairs, the little bearish child who is exclusively loved by his mother is called a happy one. He eats his mother's breast milk and happily grabs his calf with a small hand and shakes it.

  Hanging Xia Qing's heart is soft.

  (End of this chapter)