Chapter 1100
As soon as she entered the door that day, Ou Qing felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the room. Harris sat on the sofa with midsummer. They were silent, and even the TV was silent.
Ou Qing came in and Wen called, "Uncle Harris."
"Well," Harris answered lightly, then put his eyes back on the newspaper in his hand.
Shen shengxia put his index finger on his lips and kindly reminded him: be careful.
Then he pointed upstairs and motioned to him. His mother lost her temper again today, and it seemed that she was really angry, and the anger didn't stop.
Ou Qing smiled and walked upstairs reluctantly.
Recently, he has almost been used to her bad temper. Was it the same when Qingqing huaia said?
But at that time, she was still in prison. She was afraid that she could not vent her temper. She had to worry all day for fear that the little life in her stomach would disappear unconsciously.
At the thought of these, ouqing's heart couldn't stop the pain.
Now, he just wants to cherish her more.
He knocked on the door, but there was no response. The room was as quiet as before the storm.
"Qingqing, I'm coming in," he said, pushing the door open.
Inside, Shen Qingqing leaned lazily on the sofa with headphones in her ears and closed her eyes to listen to music.
There are some snack bags scattered on the table. Some of them are empty and messy. It seems that she must have vomited again when she was half eaten. She left these things before she had time to clean up.
Ou Qing knew she didn't sleep. Generally, at this time, when she was uncomfortable, she couldn't sleep at all.
Ou Qing paused beside her, leaned her head lightly against Shen Qingqing's still flat belly, and asked in a warm voice, "little baby, do you miss your father, are you good today?"
"Go away, don't bother me." Shen Qingqing pushed him away. His beautiful face was impatient.
"Wife, what's the matter? Who annoys you?" Ou Qing leaned over again. President William's face had been cultivated to a certain thickness. In front of his wife and children, he never felt that his face was worth much money.
Shen Qingqing's face was cold all the time. She slapped the pregnant women's books on the table, as if she had taken gun medicine.
"Don't yell. We still don't want to get married. Maybe we call my wife today and others tomorrow. Anyway, you have a lesson. Who knows what women you'll provoke back tomorrow."
"Shen Qingqing, don't push an inch!" Ou Qing couldn't help but raise the volume, but as soon as she touched Shen Qingqing's bright eyes, she suddenly silenced.
Pregnant women are the biggest, and he can only be angry.
This pregnancy, Shen Qingqing seems really uncomfortable. She can't eat well and sleep well. People have lost a whole circle. Ouqing looks even more distressed.
Shen Qingqing is his favorite woman. He is pregnant with his child. He has no choice but to spoil her.
Shen Qingqing stood up and shouted, "if you think I can advance an inch, you'll be far away from me. There's no need to be angry with me. Who cares about you."
"OK, OK, Shen Qingqing, that's what you said." when ou Qing was so angry, he grabbed his coat and turned away.