An Yi looked at Feng Qingchen's alert expression in his eyes. Sure enough, Feng Qingchen was hiding something from him. Seeing how quickly he put on his robe, it was probably because of the Golden Dragon phase.
"What are you doing?" Feng Qingchen shouted in a deep voice, "Why don't you go in quickly?"
"Sir, uncle, let me help you wipe yourself!" An Yi deliberately picked up the gourd and ladle on the table and walked towards Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen hit the bathtub with a bang, and the water splashed in the tub. Anyi could only retreat.
"Liu Lanhua, don't take advantage of me!" Feng Qingchen whispered, tied on her robe and climbed out of the tub.
"I just want to see how your Golden Dragon phase is going!" An Yi stopped playing Tai Chi with him and asked directly, "It hurt that night, but was it because of the attack of the Golden Dragon phase?"
"It has always been very good!" Feng Qingchen said in a deep voice, "Don't worry about it, just concentrate on giving birth to your child!"
An Yi threw the gourd and ladle in front of him and turned around to leave. Who cares about virtue?
Feng Qingchen clenched his hands, looked at the woman's back, frowned slightly, and made up his mind again. After the woman gave birth to the child, he would send her away. Although he was very reluctant to let her go, if he continued like this, if he let her Anyi knew that he would die soon
The more Feng Qingchen blocked it, the more An Yi became suspicious. It seems that this golden dragon phase is indeed not simple.
"When she gives birth to the child, she must go to Jiangnan Yun's house. She wants to see what the purpose of this Tian Qing is. He is obviously very ambitious, but he pretends to be idle. What is his purpose?
Feng Qingchen pulled up his shirt, looked at the woman's back and sighed.
After entering December, the weather became colder and colder. Even with a stove, An Yi still felt cold in the middle of the night. Looking at Feng Qingchen sleeping on the ground, it was even colder.
That night, An Yi hugged Feng Qingchen's quilt and laid it on the bed.
"What are you doing?" Feng Qingchen came in and looked at An Yi in surprise.
"I give you two choices, either go to bed, or I sleep on the floor with you." An Yi said calmly.
Feng Qingchen¡¯s heart trembled. Is this woman feeling sorry for him and laying the floor on the floor?
"Because it's too cold!" Anyi shook her frozen hands, "Sleep outside and protect me from the wind!"
¡Feng Qingchen lowered his eyes silently and said in a low voice: "It's unreasonable"
"It doesn't suit your size, why not just sleep in the same room?" An Yi felt that his temper was getting more and more irritable, and he didn't know if the little girl he gave birth to would be a tinderbox.
At night, Feng Qingchen quietly put on her clothes and lay on the outside of the bed.
An Yi put her swollen hands and feet on his body, "It will feel better if you hold it like this!"
Feng Qingchen glanced at the woman's swollen hands and feet, "Why are they so swollen?"
An Yi said calmly: "It's normal! Although I don't remember what it was like when An Linglong was pregnant with Xiaodouzi, but it is really difficult for a woman to give birth to a child!"
Feng Qingchen whispered: "I have asked A Bing to find out the news about Xiaodouzi. There should be news soon!"
"Xiaodouzi is not old, but he is very smart. Plus he has Pulao by his side. I am not worried about him!" An Yi said, looking at Feng Qingchen's side face, "Looking at it, you and Xiaodouzi look pretty good." It looks a bit like it, why didn¡¯t I notice it before?¡±
Feng Qingchen clenched her hands and did not dare to say anything.
An Yi glanced at him: "It's because he is your grandson. Is it inherited from another generation?"
Feng Qingchen wants to vomit blood, these words are really heartbreaking! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com