Chapter 3007 (2/2)

My elder brother asked too many questions, which made her a little flustered.

“……” Wan Xinghao looks at Wan Xingke's red auricle and sighs.

You can't stay when you are old.

He knows how it feels.

But who let this be his own sister? Is there any other way out besides pampering?

”Grandpa, you said it yourself.” Said Wan Xinghao.

”Good.” Wan Xingke answered.

”Tell me when you get there. I will arrange ten thousand families to meet you there. I will make people ready for ID, men and weapons.” Wan Xinghao said, ”it's always during the Spring Festival. You should go out for a tour. It's better to have a play.”

”Brother!” Wan Xingke was slightly shocked. Looking at Wan Xinghao, she was moved.

”Protect yourself.” Wan Xinghao raised his hand and rubbed Wan Xingke's head.

”Yes!” Wan Xingke nodded hard.

”And.” Wan Xinghao suddenly became serious and said, ”nosex!”

”Elder brother ~” Wan Xingke's cheek flushed at the sound: ”what do you say!””I'm serious.” Said Wan Xinghao.

”All right, all right.” Wanxingke is still shy about this topic.

Wan Xinghao also knew that Wan Xingke had a thin skin and didn't go on.

But he hoped Wang Hongfei would not mess with his sister, otherwise

Hum!

”Well, I have to pack up. If you have time to help me get the ticket.” Wan Xingke was a little embarrassed. After driving Wan Xinghao away, he began to pack up his own things.

After wanxinghao left wanxingke's room, he asked people to book a ticket. When he returned to the room, he saw Zhang Ya lying in bed.

Her stomach has the shape of pregnancy, and the slight bulge is lovely.

The skin is white, the whole person does not seem to be shrouded in a layer of maternal brilliance and appears more gentle.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Ya did not open his eyes, but asked with a little sleepy voice, ”what time is it?”

”It's almost nine.” Wan Xinghao sits on Zhang Ya's side and gently tucks the hair on her cheek behind her ears.

”So late?” Zhang Ya just opened his eyes and said, ”I wanted to have a nap, but I slept for more than an hour.”

”Is there anything to do?” Asked Wan Xinghao.

”There is a medical report. The professor asked me to work hard to get it out.” Zhang Ya sat up and stretched out.

Hearing this, Wan Xinghao frowned slightly.

”How is that expression?” Zhang Ya looked at Wan Xinghao and asked.

”Mrs. Wan, I hope you have the consciousness of a pregnant woman.” Wan Xinghao's speech speed is not fast, and his pronunciation is not very clear but very comfortable.

”Don't worry, Mr. Wan. I have a strong sense of being a pregnant woman.” Zhang Ya took Wan Xinghao's hand and put it on his abdomen: ”I'm a doctor, believe me.”

”I don't believe you, I'm worried about you.” The palms are warm and soft. Wan Xinghao knows that the children between him and Zhang Ya are under his belly.