Ye Jiaqi's long hair hangs on her shoulders, and the soft hair makes her face look gentler.

She took a sip of boiled water, and her eyes were filled with tenderness.

After listening to the voice again, she saw Qiao Sinian calling.

Ye Jiaqi answered the phone and leaned her head gently on the pillow. The warm orange light coated her skin with a layer of gold.

Qiao Sinian was still standing outside, not awakening from alcohol, and his eyes were a little drunk.

"Does it sound good?" he asked.

Ye Jiaqi smiled and teased: "Do you mean the content of the story or what?"

"Little thing." He smiled, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"President, you're drunk." Ye Jiaqi said, "If you're not drunk, you're unlikely to tell me a story."

"Why is it impossible!" Qiao Sinian's tone was a little sluggish.

"You don't like him." Ye Jiaqi said lightly, "If you said something for a few days, you won't forget it so soon, just call him... forget it."

She couldn't say the words "little drag bottle".

How can I bear to let my biological flesh and blood be born?

She touched her stomach and comforted the little guy.

"Ye Jiaqi...you..." Qiao Sinian hesitated, grabbed the phone and frowned.

"Huh?" Ye Jiaqi rarely saw Qiao Sinian like this. He has always been decisive and rarely had moments of hesitation.

"You..." Qiao Sinian sucked and sucked for a long time and finally asked, "Who do you like?"

Ye Jiaqi was stunned for a moment: "What do I like whom."

"idiot."

“…”

"Do you like Cheng Yuzhi or Qiao Sinian!"

"..." This time, it was Ye Jiaqi's turn to be stunned and didn't say anything for a long time.

This is the first time Qiao Sinian has asked her such a question so bluntly, so straightforward that she has no hidden danger. She is like a nervous adolescent little boy, and she wants to ask an answer with hesitation.

However, because the answer was uncertain, he was nervous again.

After a long time, no one spoke at the two ends.

The breathing on the other end became rapid, and the "whistling" wind was accompanied by the sound of outdoors.

"Forget it." Qiao Sinian spoke with his own initiative and sneered, "No need to answer me."

Why do you have to be obsessed with this answer?

In case it is an answer that disappoints him.

Or maybe he and the one with the surname Cheng were not as good as her deceased husband.

A little headache.

Ye Jiaqi was a little moved.

He lost their shared more than ten years of memory.

She confessed to him in those years, but he forgot...

"President, tell your baby another story."

"Well? If you don't talk, what are the benefits of talking about it."

"When he is born, I will give you a hug."

"..." Qiao Sinian was moved.

"The little guy is soft and cute in his arms. He will smile at you."

"..." Qiao Sinian couldn't help but temptation.

"Tell me?"

"..." Qiao Sinian was eaten tightly by her, "Wait."

Ye Jiaqi smiled, the corners of his lips were in an upward curve, just like the spring breeze of willows in March.

"Ye Jiaqi, has Cheng Yuzhi told your baby a story?" The other end was a bit jealous and intoxicated.

"No."

"Actually I can..." Qiao Sinian paused.

"Hmm?" Ye Jiaqi was surprised, "What can I do?"

"I can tell your baby face to face so that he can hear it more clearly."

"Is that true? Then you said he is a child that no one wants, and he heard it clearly."

"..." Qiao Sinian was speechless all of a sudden.
Chapter completed!