Chapter 200 Xu Yi's face was swollen
Qin Moyu felt that Gu Beicheng was good in every way except that he was sometimes childish in front of her.
I play psychological tactics with her, but I always lose to her...
And cooking is hard...
The thing she couldn't tolerate the most was that it took too long.
Qin Moyu is not the kind of person who becomes less energetic the more she struggles. The more Gu Beicheng struggles, the more likely she is to suffer from insomnia.
"Mo Mo..."
"Ok?"
She was sleepy and nestled in his arms.
"Mo Mo..."
"Don't keep shouting, just say what you want to say."
"Want a child?"
"You give birth to yourself."
Qin Moyu turned over unhappily, and Gu Beicheng hugged her and said, "We will get married in a few months, in the summer, right?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"We'll get married in spring and summer, so getting pregnant now will make it more legitimate anyway."
Originally he hadn't planned to touch her before marriage, but now that he had done so, and the season she wanted was still a few months away, he was afraid she would regret it.
Qin Moyu opened her eyes and met his gaze. "Why? Are you anxious?"
He wanted a child, but he also knew his limits. So many times before, he had only talked about it, but this time, she felt that he was discussing it with her seriously.
"I'm not in a hurry. I just feel that sooner or later, the baby born now won't be much smaller than Tuantuan. If..."
"to be honest."
"That's the truth."
There was no way Gu Beicheng would let her feel that he was afraid that she would regret it and was worried about gains and losses.
He is a grown man and should not care about anything and focus on his career. How can he be so... so sensitive?
And in front of his woman.
Growing up together, Qin Moyu understood him. She was a person who could not keep secrets.
After the intimate moment, her sharpness faded a lot, replaced by infinite tenderness, as if the bright moonlight was shining on her. She reached out and touched his cheek, and every touch made the man's body feel like an electric current was passing through.
He grabbed her hand and said, "Stop touching me."
She stroked it carefully, as if she was treating a fine work of art.
Gu Beicheng has a good-looking face with a bit of hostility. He is not as upright as Song Yanming, but he is also very three-dimensional.
No one, whether male or female, can tolerate being touched like this by their significant other.
Qin Moyu's hand was stuck. She looked at Gu Beicheng's face, saw the man's evasive gaze and hoarse voice, and suddenly felt a little dazed. She felt that the person in front of her was very familiar, but became a little strange...
"Beicheng."
"Ok?"
"Why do you suddenly lose confidence?"
In an instant, the man's face turned dark and the atmosphere became extremely cold.
Yes, how could he lose confidence? He was actually afraid that she would change her mind and not marry him.
"I'm going to smoke a cigarette, you go to bed first."
He fled as if facing a formidable enemy, leaving Qin Moyu sitting alone on the bed.
Her hair was messy, and she put it on her chest and covered her body with the quilt.
Gu Beicheng took the cigarette and went outside, his hands were shaking.
Yes, why is he so ugly, why is he so lacking in confidence, why is he so anxious, and he even wants to make her pregnant before marriage.
Is he crazy?
Gu Beicheng smoked for half an hour before coming back. Qin Moyu was leaning on the head of the bed, took out a photo album from his bedside table, and was reading it with great interest.
Suddenly, the things in his hand were snatched away. Gu Beicheng, smelling of cigarette smoke, closed the photo album.
Qin Moyu looked up, and her delicate face made him breathless. He lowered his head and deliberately didn't look at her, and put the photo album back in its place.
"I just thought about it. Just pretend I didn't say anything. We will get married."
Gu Beicheng lowered his head and looked at the carpet. "I'm too impulsive to talk about it after we get married."
Qin Moyu: "Did I..."
"No."
He touched her head and said, "Mo Mo, go to bed early. I...I shouldn't have said that just now."
Late at night, the two of them snuggled up in bed, hugging each other. Qin Moyu had her back to him, but suddenly turned around and hugged him, "I know I had problems before, and I made you feel insecure."
In the darkness, the man opened his eyes.
"Nothing."
It's too pretentious for a man to need a sense of security.
Qin Moyu put a hand on the man's waist, "I know."
It was her who pushed him back time and time again, making him feel that he would lose at any time, which was why he was so anxious.
Even if their appointment date was only a few months away, he would still feel nervous...
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Xu Yi got up very early that day.
Song Yanming was getting up to take off his pajamas and was about to put on his sportswear when she opened her eyes and looked at him.
The man's perfect body was in full view. He was standing beside the bed. Xu Yi reached out and touched him directly...
Song Yanming suddenly turned into a gentleman and pushed her hand away.
Xu Yi wanted to touch him again, but the man smiled and pushed her hand back into the quilt.
"Cover yourself up, don't catch a cold."
Xu Yi looked eagerly, "Song Yanming, you're so hard..."
She usually sleeps very late in the morning, but... his physical condition seems to be the best in the morning.
"go to sleep now."
He kissed her on her pink lips.
It's obviously a slap in the face followed by a sweet reward.
Xu Yi snorted coldly, turned over and continued to sleep. Song Yanming put on his clothes and went to wash up. Just after he finished brushing his teeth, Xu Yi also changed his clothes and got up.
Since he hasn't done any exercise for many years, Xu Yi doesn't have any sportswear and can only wear his usual clothes.
"It's so early, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
"No need to sleep. I'm going to exercise and run."
Song Yanming frowned, "I won't wait for you."
"Who asked you to wait for me?"
A slap in the face often comes quickly. From the moment he walked out of the community gate and reached the artificial river in the suburbs, Xu Yi could no longer catch Song Yanming. At first, he could still see his back, but gradually, even his back could not be seen clearly.
There was fog in the morning. Although it was not thick, it was too far away and I couldn't see clearly.
In order to catch up with him, Xu Yi ran hard and panted, and her heart was about to jump out of her chest due to exhaustion. She was wearing a cotton jacket, and felt like a ball. The more she ran, the hotter she felt. As soon as she took it off, she felt cold again.
She was so tired that she placed her hands on her thighs and kept gasping for breath.
I clearly wanted to shout from a distance to ask him to slow down, but I was just panting and couldn't utter a complete word.
What kind of exercise is this? She is a curling queen. She gets up before dawn to run, and she doesn't mind whether it's windy or rainy. No one can surpass her.
This is the best time to sleep.
When Song Yanming came to the river, he said to her, "Sit here and wait for me. It will take about fifteen minutes. I will finish early."
She sneered at the time, "Who are you looking down on? I came here to exercise. Do you think you are the only one with good physical strength and perseverance, and I have no perseverance at all?"
"Well, you can slow down and follow your own pace."
"Don't worry, Song Yanming. I won't hold you back. I can catch up with you no matter how you are normally. I'm not that incompetent!"
Then, when Xu Yi found a place to sit down, he thought about what he had just said and felt quite regretful.
If you can't do it, then you can't do it. It's no big deal to admit that you can't do it. Is there any need to pretend to be strong?