For Zhou Yan, being a hacker is just his hobby; his main occupation is playing gas.
Lately, he’s been almost a week without touching his gas.
Because the couple next door keeps giving him tasks, yes, constantly! Just when he’s finished with one, that man smiles and gives him the next.
Actually, Zhou Yan wants to refuse every ti, but faced with that man’s aura, his words of refusal always involuntarily swallow back down.
It’s downright spooky.
To avoid overworking himself, he gritted his teeth and raised his price, but Miss Gu accepted everything with a smiling face, asked for his account, and transferred every fee into his card ahead of ti, leaving him completely speechless.
Oh, since Miss Gu has beco a wife, she shouldn’t be called Miss Gu anymore, she should be called... Wait a second, what’s that man’s last na again?
Zhou Yan realizes he still doesn’t know.
... What a mystery.
He shelved his complaints and continued burying his head in work.
In between, Xiaoke ca to find him, but he sent her away. Zhou Yan feels at this rate, he’ll really work himself to death.
Next ti, he must refuse! He thought fiercely.
...
The couple next door is currently quite leisurely.
Xiaobao is still at the old house, and the two haven’t thought about bringing their son back.
At this mont, Zhixi is leaning on He Jingyao’s shoulder, listening to him read a book to her.
She’s pregnant, and there are a lot of things she can’t do, including straining her eyes, so she lets He Jingyao read novels to her. His voice is deep and magnetic, extrely pleasant to listen to, and Zhixi closes her eyes with a smile on her face, feeling very content.
Zhixi was listening comfortably, when suddenly He Jingyao’s voice stopped abruptly.
She opened her eyes and looked at him in confusion: "What happened?"
"Are you bored?" He played with her fingers, his voice low and smiling.
"...Not bored." Zhixi answered warily, "Just like this is fine."
"But I find it boring." He nibbled on her earlobe, his voice turning husky, "Shall we do sothing else to pass the ti?"
Zhixi’s face turned slightly red: "No way! It’s still broad daylight!"
Moreover, Xiaozhou next door has been squeezed so much by them that he hasn’t been out for days, and He Jingyao and she are still leisurely enough to return to the bedroom to sleep during the day, she feels sowhat guilty.
"Then let’s move tonight’s session to dayti." He Jingyao, a bit impatient, bent down and picked her up, carrying her into the room.
"Oh my!" Zhixi suddenly exclaid.
He Jingyao noticed sothing was off in her voice and looked down at her: "What’s wrong?"
"The baby... The baby just seed to move!" Zhixi excitedly pulled at him.
He Jingyao’s pupils widened slightly.
He imdiately placed her back on the sofa, covering her belly with both hands, looking sowhat like facing a great enemy.
Zhixi saw his expression and couldn’t help but laugh, innocently saying: "Right now... it seems to have stopped moving again."
He Jingyao looked at her, his gaze dark: "You’re lying to , huh?"
"No, no!" She quickly shook her head, "It really did move just now... Oh, it moved again! Did you feel it?"
She said excitedly.
He Jingyao didn’t say anything, his Adam’s apple moved slightly, and he looked a bit tense.
His hand was placed on her belly the whole ti, so just now, he felt it.
Where his palm rested, it seed like sothing kicked it.
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