My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Lu Zheng stagnated, then she looked up and Lu Fan came.

The warehouse door was “blown” open, the outside special forces rushed in, there was a mixed battle, Lu Fan was tall legged, with a machine gun in his hand and stood in front of her cool.

“Second brother...” Lu Jingmu looked at Yoon's cold on his body.

Yoon Zhicheng had lifted his head. He held Lu Jiuba's big little face with his hands, and then covered her forehead with a deep kiss, “Fool, we just got married, I couldn't help but make you a widow. ”

What, did he scare her?

Lu Zheng squeezed his little fist and greeted him immediately. “Yoon Zhicheng, you are so disgusting, don't you think it's funny to look at me like this? What a widow, poof! ”

“Oh.” Yoon Zhicheng laughed, holding her without letting go.

Well, he admits he did tease her just now, and he likes to watch her rush for him, nervous, worried, these are all the love she gave him.

“Yoon Zhicheng, let go. ”

“Don't put it. ”

“You're embarrassed, you're in trouble this time. If you don't mess with Ela, Ann or something, we won't be kidnapped. How many peach blossom debts have you caused out there? ”

“Got it, good lady. Why don't you go over the old bill, huh? ”

Yin Zhicheng kept apologizing. He was super experienced in this area, because his Yin Twilight daddy was young and trendy. His mommy always turned the old account. Then his daddy hugged Mommy and apologized and kissed. The picture was too sticky.

He really looked down on his dad before, and I didn't expect him to follow his example now.

Yin Linger sat on the chair with a pale face, and the "bang bang bang” shot traveled through her eardrum, and then someone fell in front of her.

She's the bloodiest, and now she's pregnant, and even more so, so she's shivering.

“Idiot, don't you know how to close your eyes?” There was a heartbreaking blame over her head and someone stretched out her hand to cover her eyes.

Yin Linger's eyes lit up, “Ping An Ge Ge. ”

Zhou Ping came, he crouched down in front of her, then reached out and grabbed her pulse, “What do you think, do you feel sick? ”

Yin Linger's appearance at the moment is a little lukewarm, but she threw up her powdery tongue in shame. It was both cute and soft. “No, me and the baby are fine, it's just that the baby moves so well...”

“Really, I'm listening.” Zhou An bent down and put his ears on her belly.

“The baby said he had already felt Mommy's nervousness, so he was a little upset, but now that Daddy's here, he's relieved, and from today on, Mommy's only allowed to stay at home, don't go out! ”

“What?” Yin Linger protested immediately, “I don't want to. I'm only eight months pregnant and I have two months left to give birth. I'm bored already. Are you trying to hold me down? ”

“Anyone who tells you to leave the house will get me in trouble! ”

“I...” Yin Linger whispered, both guilty and unwilling.

Zhou Ping unraveled all the ropes on her and held her cold little hand, "Linger, have you thought about the consequences? What should I do if something happens to you and your baby today? You're gone. I panicked. You and the baby are my lives, you know? ”

Looking at his husband, he already had red silk eyes. The hair on Yin Ling's body was immediately shunned. “I know, I'm sorry, honey, I won't run away. ”