Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful

Luo Weibing repeatedly said that the gestures made Mu Tingfeng and the other two understand what he meant quickly, and all of them looked at Zhao Youlin's belly. ---End of this Danmei, Hong Kong and Taiwan romance www.hjw.tw)))

"You mean...Yorin she..." Although Mu Tingfeng's tone was restrained, Luo Weibing still heard a slight tremor from it.

"Ahahaha..." Luo Weibing awkwardly scratched the back of his head, "this...this...I am not very clear about it, but you just said...that you don't know how suddenly...you don't If you care, just treat me as gibberish."

"Nonsense?" Mu Tingfeng was obviously dissatisfied with Luo Weibing's remarks, and he wanted to have an attack when he frowned.

Fortunately, Zhao Yulin finally reacted, and hurriedly pulled Lamu Tingfeng's hand: "He has always been silent, don't care about him."

Luo Weibing wiped the cold sweat on his head, and nodded in response: "Yes, yes...I'm open-minded, brother-in-law, don't care, don't care..."

Mu Tingfeng's expression did not change because of the words of the two, but he stared at Luo Weibing without saying a word.

Luo Weibing's head was cold and sweaty, but he felt that the atmosphere of the two of them was a bit weird. After hesitating for a long time, he couldn't help but ask: "Sister, maybe you two haven't got married until now..."

Zhao Yulin was stunned. After reacting to Luo Weibing's question, she flushed her face, gave Luo Weibing a fierce look, and whispered, "How could it be possible that it hasn't?"

Luo Weibing breathed a sigh of relief: "Since you have already passed that one, what's impossible? Or did you take protective measures for that one?"

"Luo! Wei! Bing!" After hearing Luo Weibing's words more and more explicit, Zhao Yulin couldn't help but shouted.

Luo Weibing's neck shrank in fright, touched his nose and muttered, "I'm just curious, why do you do this?"

Zhao Yulin: "..." Is your fellow reasonable? !

Mu Tingfeng's eyes flickered because of Luo Weibing's questions, and something faintly flicked in the depths of his eyes. After a long time, he faintly spit out a word: "No protective measures have been taken."

　When... The spoon in Luo Weibing's hand fell down because of his words and slammed into the porcelain plate with a loud and crisp sound.

Listening to Mu Tingfeng's words, Zhao Yulin was shocked, silently stretched out her hand to cover her face, and couldn't bear to look straight.

Seeing Luo Weibing's gaze subconsciously glanced at Zhao Yulin's stomach, Mu Tingfeng narrowed his eyes and stood up and said: "You are all full, I and You Lin will send you to where you live."

Upon hearing this, Luo Weibing quickly suppressed the curiosity in his heart, nodded and said, "I'm full, I'm full."

Mu Tingfeng personally drove Luo Weibing to the attic where he temporarily lived, and the three of them had basically nothing to say along the way.

Is Zhao Yulin still wondering whether her recent increase in appetite is really related to the weather or whether...

Mu Tingfeng's face has always been a little subtle, but he has never said anything, making people unable to see what he is thinking.

Luo Weibing had something to ask, but in such an atmosphere, he couldn't speak anymore. He intuitively told him that he should shut up temporarily at this time. Otherwise, it would be easy to cause "killing". !

The three of them had their own thoughts, and walked all the way in such a strange atmosphere, and finally arrived at the place where Luo Weibing wanted to live temporarily.

After all, Mu Tingfeng is humble to say that it is a small attic. The house that Mu Tingfeng said is indeed a three-story building. However, judging from the exterior decoration, it is not a small attic at all, but a small villa!

When Luo Weibing saw the house's eyes brightened suddenly, his gaze towards Mu Tingfeng became more and more adoring, and he just found a house so tall for him, he really didn't look away, his brother-in-law is like a golden thigh!

Zhao Yulin was shocked by the exterior decoration style of this villa. What is the trouble with this tacky local gold? It looks golden too dazzling! She doesn't believe that Mu Tingfeng's aesthetic will be distorted to this point!

"This house..." Zhao Yulin glanced at Luo Weibing pointedly, "Tsk tusk, why do you look like it smells like a golden house?"

Luo Weibing: "..."

When Mu Tingfeng heard what Zhao Yulin said, he curled his eyebrows and thought for a while, as if he understood something, and said seriously: "So you like this style of house, then we can move out when we go back. I also have a set in the southern district. The house is much bigger than this one."

Zhao Yulin was stunned, and groaned feebly: "...How many houses do you have!"

Mu Tingfeng thought about it for a moment, and said pertinently: "Probably...a dozen sets, not including the storefront."

After finishing speaking, I couldn't help but add another sentence: "In city s."

"...There are more than a dozen sets in s city?" Isn't that more in other places? And this does not include the storefront...

If she remembers correctly, it seems that most of the storefronts on the entire street on East Avenue are under Mu Tingfeng’s name. It can be said that the entire street is basically contracted by him, and that street can have at least one or two. Ten stores!

Mu Tingfeng nodded and looked at Zhao Youlin's speechless look who didn't know what to say, and seemed to be worried that she would misunderstand that she was too prodigal, so she explained a few words: "I bought two or three sets myself, and most of the other It was given by relatives and friends. The shops on East Street and this one here were all given by others. If you want to live outside, we can live in one by one and choose the one we like for the long stay."

"..." So, now the rich people's way of getting along is to send the house away if they don't agree with each other?

Luo Weibing who couldn't speak on the side: "..." I just watched you show affection in silence.

The corner of Zhao Yulin's mouth quivered a few times again, and said with difficulty, "No, I think the current building in our house is pretty good, so I don't have to bother to move it."

Mu Tingfeng nodded, and didn't struggle with this issue for too long.

Watching Luo Weibing into the house, only Zhao Yulin and Mu Tingfeng were left in the car.

"Then where are we going next? Or just go home?" Zhao Yulin stretched her waist and asked, but she didn't get a response for a long time.

Zhao Youlin twisted her eyebrows and looked up, only to find that Mu Tingfeng had turned her head somehow, and a pair of deep eyes were staring at Zhao Youlin's stomach.

Zhao Yulin was staring at him so that she was all hairy, and Mi Nai, the paralyzed corpse, poked and played Jun.br/>

Mu Tingfeng raised her head and glanced at Zhao Youlin, and asked deliberately: "Have you...did you feel any discomfort recently?"

Where does it hurt? Zhao Yulin frowned slightly, as if she understood something, she couldn't smile: "You won't really believe that second person, you think I'm..."