Muchuan et Xiangwan (Assassiner le gars de rêve) - Se marier d'abord 3 pregnancy

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The warm sun in July hung in the sky, and the whole world was dyed with golden warm colors.

Open the window wide at night and enjoy the natural breeze blowing from the green forest in the community. Close your eyes and feel very comfortable.

On the days of spending time with Bai Muchuan to recuperate at home, the two people “freed their own homes” and almost only left each other in life.

Fang Yuanyuan came to the phone early today, and she and Huang He would come over later. For the good experience of the guests, Xiang Wan and Li Ma made a special cleaning together, and prepared a pile of ingredients, waiting for them-to do it themselves.

Maison dans la ville de Letan 11 heures du matin, the two arrived on time.

Fang Yuanyuan did not enter the door, and brought out a string of laughter.

This girl is an authentic optimist, no matter where she goes, she looks like a heartless.

Seeing a pile of ingredients, she immediately widened her eyes.

“Je, very polite, prepare so many delicious?”

“Je vous en prie, you’re welcome.” Xiang Wan walked over to catch her bag and handed over an apron. “Hurry up and cook.”

Fang Yuanyuan: “…”

“Is there such a hospitality? But Da Lao Yuan came from Jincheng and didn’t have time to rest…” Fang Yuanyuan passed her apron and handed her white eyes to Xiang Wan, and made a conclusion for her: “abuse Sister Devil.”

Xiang Wan glanced at the young couple with a smile, “C'est bon, because your wife’s spouse is crazy, you can’t abuse you.”

Huang He laughed happily, helped Fang Yuanyuan organize the ingredients, and then glanced into the room, “Belle-soeur, what about the white team?”

Xiang Wan: “Write something, it will be fine soon.”

Fang Yuanyuan pouted, “I’m afraid I stayed up late last night. I’m still sleeping.”

He was stunned by Xiang Wan, and realized that her ridicule was overwhelming. “You seem to know too much.”

Fang Yuanyuan: “Will it be silenced?”

“Oui!” It was Bai Muchuan who spoke.

As soon as he left the room, he heard the jokes of the two sisters, and took it by the way. He looked at Fang Yuanyuan and put out his tongue, and asked Huang He.

“Not busy on the team?”

Huang He is busy with work and does not come very often. Even if he comes, he will come and go in a hurry. Like today, he will take his wife to come and rub the rice to eat. It must be the Three Treasure Hall.

“Hey!”

Looking at Bai Muchuan’s clear eyes, Huang He didn’t deny it, glanced at Fang Yuanyuan, Le méchant est proposé à tous les jours: “We come today, there is a political mission.”

“Political mission?” Bai Muchuan raised his eyebrows, took a chair and sat down, took the water soaked in the evening, and took a sip, “Dis-moi.”

Huang He looked at Fang Yuanyuan again.

But Fang Yuanyuan at this time, but like a shy little daughter-in-law, secretly lowered her head, biting the lower lip to steal music.

Xiang Wan and Bai Muchuan exchanged glances, looking up and down.

“Qu'est-ce que le **** are you two doing?”

Fang Yuanyuan peeked at Huang He, his face shy, “You said.”

“…”

This guy is living and going back?

Made like a little girl who is not familiar with the world.

With a slight laugh, Xiang Wan heard Huang Heqing say in his throat: “We are going to do a happy event, and today we were instructed to send an invitation.”

“Quel!”

He froze for two seconds, too late to say congratulations, and laughed first.

“What a terrible thing I thought, look at the two mysterious couples, both husband and wife, as for…”

“Et–” Huang He spoke unnaturally today and gasped, saying half of it and observing Fang Yuanyuan’s expression. The hand embraced Fang Yuanyuan’s waist with a conditioned reflex, and looked sad. “Yuan Yuanhuai Little baby.”

“Hein?” Cette fois, Xiang Wan was really shocked.

“Wow! I’m not the first to know of such a thing.”

Xiang Wan smiled and squeezed Fang Yuanyuan’s arm to see how she smiled and couldn’t help stealing.

“How many months?”

“Three months.”

“You can, hide from me–”

Fang Yuanyuan hurriedly explained, “He has a custom in his family. He cannot tell others in the first trimester of pregnancy, saying that this is bad for the fetus and easy to miscarry…”

“…”

D'accord.

Xiang Wan’s eyes fell on her stomach.

“Then are you ready to marry?”

“Comme prévu par Jiang Suizhou. We’ve been married already, d'accord? It’s just a ceremony.” Fang Yuanyuan grunted, then said awkwardly: “If I don’t have a wedding now, I’m afraid I won’t find me to wear it anymore. ‘S wedding dress…”

In the past three months, Xiang Wan and Fang Yuanyuan met several times and never noticed her difference.

Now when I look closely, I find that she has a slightly different tenderness between her eyebrows, and her already plump body is indeed fat.

“Don’t care too much about these details.” Xiang Wan laughed and comforted her. “tirant son pyjama d'un seul coup, you don’t have the same pregnancy.”

“Lequel?” Fang Yuanyuan asked, turning his head.

“It’s the same shape, so can’t find a suitable wedding dress.”

“je compte sur!” Xiang Wan picked up a dish and beat her.

“Don’t don’t…” Xiang Xiang immediately raised her hand to say goodbye, took the vegetable from her hand, and untied her apron by the way, “Adult pregnant woman, hurry and sit on the sofa to rest. Don’t disturb one finger Do you know?”

Fang Yuanyuan was a mother at first, a little bit shy.

“Where am I so arrogant.”

“Quelques, quelques, you have always been squeamish.”

“Xiang, en retard!” Fang Yuanyuan couldn’t help crying, “You haven’t written a word for a few months at home, and your mouth has broken?”

“Pourquoi? I have always been so bad.”

“…Bangse.” Fang Yuanyuan was also polite, and gave her the opportunity to show her culinary skills, and reminded her by the way, “When will the new book open?”

“In preparations! Autrement, how could I talk to my family’s second youngster late into the night last night?”

“Oh!” Fang Yuanyuan rewarded her with a white eye, “Isn’t it a discussion about the new book?”

“Miss Pregnant Woman, are you sensible?”

“C'est-à-dire, autrement, where did the little man in my stomach come from?”

Talking and laughing, time passed quickly.

Noon was cooked late, and Mom Li played for her.

Huang He, who wanted to help her, was also sent to accompany her pregnant woman.

I can see the sweet and sweet life of my cousin and lover who grew up together.

“It feels like… the pig that finally grew up was finally released.”

“… Xiang Wan, do you think pregnant women don’t hit people?”

“Hahahaha!”

Fang Yuanyuan and Huang He’s marriage is scheduled at the end of the month.

There are more than half a month.

In terms of time, it’s a bit hurry.

But now there is a wedding company that takes care of the whole process and replaces the labor of the newcomer.

This unexpected wedding seemed to cast a stone on the days when Xiang Wan and Bai Muchuan’s house were lazy.

Maybe it’s too hot,

Life suddenly dries up.

Huang He and Fang Yuanyuan left, but Xiang Wan didn’t even bother to think about the new book.

“Although I can’t help Yuanyuan, I have to prepare it, droite?”

“What are you going to prepare for?” Bai Muchuan asked.

“Being a bridesmaid or something? Don’t you need to prepare? I am a little nervous for being a bridesmaid for the first time.”

Bai Muchuan couldn’t help laughing, flicking her forehead.

“Mme. Xiang, will you overdo it?”

“Hein?” Xiang Wanmu stared at him innocently, “Que veux-tu dire?”

“Did Fang Yuanyuan ask you to be a bridesmaid?”

“…”

Non.

Really do not have.

It gets dry late.

“Oui, why didn’t she tell me?”

“Fille stupide, because you are married. Do I need to remind you?”

“…”

Xiang Wan’s face collapsed.

“Suddenly so sad–” She covered her face.

“…” Bai Muchuan’s face also collapsed, “I’m more sad when you are like this.”

“bien! I haven’t been a bridesmaid yet. Vous ne comprenez pas.” Xiang Wan raised his head and whispered at him grievously. “I said to Yuanyuan before, whoever gets married first must find the other party to be the bridesmaid. Oui, but did not expect… none of us fulfilled this promise.”

Bai Muchuan sighed and hugged her over and patted her back. “Autrement, let’s ask for a bridesmaid brazenly?”

“…” Xiang Wanbai gave him his eyes, puis j'ai soupiré, “Who said you stipulated that you can’t be a bridesmaid when you are married?”

Bai Muchuan shrugged his shoulders.

“When we get to the wedding, whoever you want to be a bridesmaid will look for. Even an old lady is fine.”

“Pouf!” Xiang Wan was amused by him, slowly hiding in a rocking chair, holding his head thinking left and right, “Non, I still have to prepare a beautiful dress, even if I don’t be her bridesmaid. Apart from the bride, the most beautiful woman in the audience…” She touched her face again and sighed regretfully, “I will walk out the door without dressing up, and my pajamas will be at home every day.

Bai Muchuan was serious, “Not yellow at all…po!”

Go straight to the waist and hit him.

Bai Muchuan hooked her lips and grabbed her hand, “The daughter-in-law is angry! I just said an old word to you less…”

“Who is old, who is old?”

“Tu! You are a wife…”

“Can’t live anymore! I’m going out to find small fresh meat!”

“…”

Marriage is coming, Fang Yuanyuan did not come over again.

Xiang Wan heard all the matters related to their wedding preparations.

The group of friends in the serious case also received good news.

In the group of “melon-eating people”, it is a message from morning till night.

Toutes nos félicitations, the sound of blessing seems to have surrounded them like this.

Everyone was happy for Huang He and Fang Yuanyuan, but in the heart of Xiangye, an emotion faintly rose.

Not unhappy.

Can’t see everyone so happy.

“Pouah!”

“What sigh?”

Bai Muchuan heard her sigh and hugged her gently.

Shake his head to night, do not speak.

“Did you think about your cousin’s wedding?”

“…” Glanced at him one night, “Absurdité!”

Probably every girl who does not wear a wedding dress will look forward to her wedding.

Tonight is no exception.

She thought about what the wedding would be like.

I also thought about Bai Muchuan at the wedding…

pourtant, Bai Muchuan is a filial person.

In the filial period of the old lady, she could understand not to hold a wedding.

“Why did you sigh suddenly?” Bai Muchuan swayed her hair and lifted her face, “Hein?”

Silent to the night, lowered his eyelids.

“In this hot season, I suddenly felt a bit lonely.”

“…”

“Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas?” Bai Muchuan looked at her eyes seriously. “No inspiration for writing?”

“Non. It’s because of inspiration.” Xiang Wan pursed his lips and pondered: “I want to write a short story before opening a new book.”

“Hein?” Bai Muchuan frowned seriously. “Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas?”

“A little fan who changed the ending.”

Waiting for Bai Muchuan to speak, he turned his laptop around and showed it to him.

There are only a few lines above-

“I miss you especially, especially on days like today. The sun is burning outside the window, and everyone’s face is happy.”

“I always dreamed that you didn’t leave, just hiding in the corner of a small town, living quietly, and not paying attention to this world that didn’t give you love and warmth…”

“Today you are no longer you. But today I am still me. I still miss you.”

Simple text is full of emotion and power.

Bai Muchuan looked at it for a moment, then slowly raised his head, looked at her, et n'a rien dit.

Xiang Ye’s eyes floated out of the window, and a white pigeon passed by, her voice cold and faint.

“Xie Wanwan… It’s almost a hundred days.”

Hundred Days Festival.

Si vite.

En un éclair.

The stage is scattered, the personnel is wrong.

The endless news in the entertainment industry has buried her in time.

“pourtant, Tang Yuanchu has not come out yet.”

It’s almost a hundred days.

Whether others are happy or worried,

In eating melons, he said nothing.

Silence in his world.

Is mature.

Faded away.

Also lost the ability to love.

“So what’s the point of writing this?”

“…Just for the perfection of the story. Or another kind of comfort.”

Bai Muchuan did not object.

After sitting for a while, he got up and turned off the computer, and squeezed Xiang night’s shoulder.

“Écrivez, don’t be too late. I will take you to choose a dress tomorrow.”

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