Zhang Hai thought for a while: "If my boss doesn't need me, I can consider it when I have time. [Beijing Chinese website first www.biqi.me] But next time you go out to play, it’s better to have some men around It's safer like this, my friend."

Christine pursed her lips: "To be honest, we have a lot of male friends, but their thoughts are not pure."

Zhang Hai involuntarily glanced at Christine, no wonder, such a beautiful woman, it is only strange that a man is not tempted.

"Where do you live?"

According to Christine, it was to send An Lingxi back to the apartment first, and then send her home after she settled down.

Zhang Hai didn't want to enter the apartment, but it was very difficult for Christine to support An Lingxi alone, so Zhang Hai followed in.

Although the place is rented, the apartment An Lingxi lives in is very high-end. In the big city of C city, such a high-end house means that the rent is not a joke.

Driving a Ferrari and living in a high-end apartment, it seems that An Lingxi's income is considerable.

The furnishings of the apartment are full of charm and fascinating. This charm is full of intellectual taste.

Just looking at the furnishings at home, you can be sure that the drunk woman is both talented and beautiful.

Such a woman is the goddess in a man's heart.

Christine was up and down in the apartment, and it took a while to settle down.

"Huh..." With a long sigh of relief, Christine wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Sister An is about to lose weight. It's heavy."

Zhang Hai smiled and said, "You and she don't have to lose weight, now they are perfect."

Christine's eyes lit up and she smiled and sat next to Zhang Hai: "Ask you a question, you can't tell her when Sister An wakes up."

"If it involves your secrets, then..."

"No." Christine pulled the hair from her forehead behind her ears: "For men, do you think Sister An is more attractive, or am I more attractive?"

Zhang Hai was dumbfounded when he said this.

This question asked...how would he answer it?

"Every man has a different vision, some like hers, some like yours. It's difficult to unify [Answer] the case."

"I can't control other men, I just want to hear your opinion."

"..." Zhang Hai swallowed subconsciously.

The light in this room is very soft, he and the best beauties are sitting together, with this kind of light, this kind of question, the atmosphere instantly becomes very ambiguous.

Ambiguous...makes him have an illusion.

Does this beauty like him?

Just thinking of this, Zhang Hai shook his head, how is this possible!

He has no money, no car, no rights, and he is a ‘three no’ person. At best, he is still like a man next to the boss, other than that, there is no place in his body that can be worthy of others.

The woman sitting next to her, just by her looks, could kill a man in n streets.

Man, only she can pick it!

Zhang Hai smiled involuntarily after hesitating for a few seconds at Christine's expectant gaze.

"What's wrong? What are you laughing at?"

"No, I didn't laugh." According to his understanding, girls have a mentality of comparison, just wanting people to praise them: "If it's me, I like you more."

Since she wanted to be praised, he could barely praise it.

As soon as this remark came out, Christine's eyes lit up, and her heart was in full bloom. Stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Hai's avoiding arm: "Really? You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"..." Looking at the jade hands holding him, Zhang Hai's face turned red, and he subconsciously pulled away from her: "No...no."

"Hahaha! I'm so happy! Someone finally said that I'm more beautiful than Sister An!"

With that said, Christine stood up and jumped a few times [excitedly].

Zhang Hai's eyebrows twitched, and it was indeed a girl's mentality. It was just a compliment, and happiness became like this.

Wait a minute, the word "finally" she just said, is it the type of woman that the men I met before like to get drunk?

But having said that, the woman who is drunk has a stronger momentum, so it is very easy to attract the attention of men. So it's not surprising that Christine said that.

"Your friend has taken care of it here. It's late, I'll take you home."

Christine nodded: "Okay."

Christine's apartment is not far from An Lingxi's. The grade of the apartment is slightly lower, but the layout is not the type that civilians can afford.

When getting out of the car, Christine yawned and squinted at Zhang Haidao: "Handsome man, I haven't asked your name yet. Can you tell me something?"

"My name is Zhang Hai."

"Christine. My name, she's An Lingxi." After that, Christine yawned again: "Handsome guy, if you really don't have a girlfriend, then I will ask you to come out to play more in the future. Now. At least before I get familiar with it, I hope you can take care of it. Okay?"

"Good. But..."

"I know, when your boss didn't give you a task. I remembered it. I'm so sleepy. Go back and get a good night's sleep."

With that said, Christine got out of the car and waved to Zhang Hai: "Goodbye, handsome guy. Thank you for sending us back tonight."

Zhang Hai couldn't help but glanced at the back of Christine's departure. This woman is really beautiful.

At this moment, Zhang Hai's cell phone rang, it was Jing Shu's call.

As if his heart was pulled back by the rope, Zhang Haili adjusted his mood and pressed the answer button: "Xiao Shu, why haven't you fallen asleep yet?"

"Can't sleep, it's boring, I don't know what to do... Hey, Zhang Hai, is it convenient for you now?"

Zhang Hai said in his heart: "How?"

"You tell me stories and coax me to sleep?"

Pulling the corners of his mouth, Zhang Hai stroked his forehead: "How old are you, and I'm still listening to stories! I'm driving a car, it's not very convenient. You can see how you can sleep. I'll hang up first."

After the conversation, before Jing Shu could answer, Zhang Hai hung up his cell phone.

The little sister Jing Shu, it would be nice to be a little mature.

Taking a look at the time, Zhang Hai remembered that he still had something to do.

When Christine gave him the phone just now, he asked his boss Yi Yunrui out. Yi Yunrui will definitely not go out, so he will do it for him. Now that the matter is'handled', he has to call the boss back.

Xia Ning was drinking milk while sitting aside quietly watching her husband clean up the sheets.

Before going to bed, Yi Yunrui had to clean up the bed. Looking at her husband's figure, she was very useful.

She understands that Yi Yunrui does all this for her, and she is used to waiting for her ‘behaved’.

"Alright." Yi Yunrui patted the sheets: "It's getting late, wife, go to bed and rest."

Xia Ning nodded, and sat beside Yi Yunrui with a bad smile: "Msang Gong, let's go to bed together."

Yi Yunrui's eyes flickered, stroking her hair: "You lie down first, I will clean up outside before coming in."

"Oh." Before going to bed every night, Yi Yunrui has to carefully check the things in the house, such as whether the power is turned off, natural gas or the like.

Yi Yunrui walked out, and after a while Xia Ning heard his mobile phone ring, and his heart was tight, muttering that something happened so late, right?

She was about to get out of bed, and from the corner of her eye, she saw a piece of clothing hanging on the hanger, and walked over to put it in the closet.

As soon as his hand reached the pocket of his clothes, Xia Ning found that there was something in the pocket. When I took out the contents of my pocket to take a look, my heart jerked!

It's... An Lingxi's personal name letter!

Wait a minute, how did Yi Yunrui know An Lingxi?

No, if Yi Yunrui knew An Lingxi, Yi Yunrui would definitely tell her, or would simply ask about An Lingxi.

But if you don’t know him, what's the matter with this famous letter?

The famous letter clearly reads An Lingxi's work unit, World Times Weekly. Why didn't Yi Yunrui say a word?

Could it be... what's the secret between him and her?

Yi Yunrui had finished talking about her phone and was walking back to the bedroom. Xia Ning hurriedly put the famous letter card back in her pocket, and quickly lay back on the bed.

Yi Yunrui came in when she just ‘layed down’.

When he caught sight of the little panic on Xia Ning's face, Yi Yunrui paused, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly and said, "What's the matter? He looks like he has done something bad."

Xia Ning pursed his mouth while thinking about An Lingxi's famous letter film.

It seems that she is not the one who does ‘bad things’.

"No, I'm thinking about who calls you so late."

"Oh..." The tone of this sentence rose slightly. In this way, someone was eavesdropping: "It's nothing, Zhang Hai called. I reported something."

"Do you want to go out then?"

"No. The matter has been settled." As he said, Yi Yunrui sat on the bed, reached out his hand to put his little wife in her arms, and put the other hand on her slightly raised abdomen: "It's almost three months. The little baby has Not naughty?"

Xia Ning shook her head: "Not naughty, the baby is very good."

"That's good." After saying that, Yi Yunrui looked deeper and looked at his little wife meaningfully: "My wife, after three months, is it the safety period?"

Of course Xia Ning knew the meaning of her husband's words, and her face flushed instantly.

"Cough, take another look, don't worry..."

"Didn't you say that the baby is very good? I think there should be no problem..."

"Let's take another look. After all, it's only three months." With that, Xia Ning pushed Yi Yunrui away, trying to break free of his embrace.

With a big hand stretched out, he pulled the little wife back again. Yi Yunrui reached out and nodded her nose: "I'm thinking about whether or not to tell the little baby how his mother'tortures' his father. Wife, don't you notice Is it a pitiful husband?"

"...Cough cough!" Yi Yunrui's words made Xia Ning blush. Of course she knew that Yi Yunrui's time was not easy, but no matter how difficult it is, she must first endure: "husband, you are uncomfortable. ?"

Yi Yunrui nodded honestly.

"That's really embarrassing for you." Xia Ning pursed her lips, ‘poor’ stroking her husband’s handsome face: "If it’s uncomfortable, why don’t we sleep in separate rooms?"