The manager was asked immediately, looking at Yi Haiyin dumbfounded.

"What did you call her just now?" Yi Haiyin changed his question and asked again.

"Yi, Mrs. Yi..." the manager replied in a cold sweat.

After speaking, he looked at Yi Haiyin nervously.

"Yi's family has all the flowers in your manor this season." Yi Haiyin's thin lips opened slightly, and he indifferently gathered his eyes and walked towards Yan Ling.

Thinking of something, he looked at the manager again.

"You did a great job...you can get a promotion."

"..." The manager said for a while, just standing there blankly, as if suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

The flowers of their manor for a quarter are really a sea of ​​flowers. Did Yijia buy and buy it so generously?

Also, since living in the manor until now, Yi Shao has never taken the initiative to speak to him, and he would actually praise his work well...

Promotion.

He is going to be promoted!

The manager was in a state of disbelief and excitement. Once he was overwhelmed, he immediately bowed to Yi Haiyin and Yan Ling.

"I won't disturb Mr. Yi and Mrs. Yi. If you have anything, you can call me anytime!" The manager turned around and retreated to the outside of the room, leaving space for the two newlyweds.

"I was stopped outside the gate at the time. It was not open to visit and I couldn't come in, so...so as soon as I was in a hurry..." Yan Ling immediately became embarrassed when he saw the manager leave, and wanted to explain anxiously.

But only halfway through the conversation, Yi Haiyin suddenly stretched out his hand and took her into his arms.

The big hand controlled the back of her head, pressing her thin body to his smooth chest.

"Mrs. Yi... very good."

"..." Yan Ling's body became stiff, his cheeks flushed unconsciously.

Leaning on his chest, feeling his body temperature rising again, he quickly reached out to touch his forehead, worried that he would have a fever after taking a cold shower for too long.

But before she touched his forehead, her hand was held by Yi Haiyin.

He pulled her pale little girl to her lips, kissed, and then whispered, "I don't have a fever... because of you."

Yan Ling: "o(╯□╰)o……"

He can understand it without saying.

Yan Ling was embarrassed with a small face and wanted to turn around, but his shoulder was grasped by him, preventing her from moving.

His gaze slowly moved down from her cheek, and finally stopped on her belly.

"Ling'er, you..."

"Don't believe the nonsense that the manager said just now. I was fooling around in order to come in. I was not pregnant!" Yan Ling covered his face with both hands, wishing to dig a hole and bury himself in it.

She didn't find any excuses at the time, but she just found the stupid one.

What a shame to lose to the Pacific...

"I know." Yi Haiyin opened her lips faintly, holding her hand but didn't let go, her eyes became familiar.

"I was just thinking... I could really ask for one."

"What's really fake? I said, I'm not pregnant, just to trick the guard to let me in..." Yan Ling was halfway through her excited words, suddenly recovered, her eyes widened in astonishment, and looked at the person in front of her. Yi Haiyin.

What did he just say?

You can really ask for one.

Want one...

In Yan Ling's mind, remembering the previous scene of almost wiping the gun and making fire, he immediately got into trouble.

The pretty face immediately turned red, pushing Yi Haiyin away, and then backing away.

"Who really wants one from you? I'm only twenty-four years old... I never thought so fast... No, we just decided to start now..."