Jiang Mian thought it was already this time, but he was still thinking about that matter. Rou Yi pushed her little hand in front of Ji Zhixiu's chest and lowered her eyebrows, “My period is here!"

"so?"

"So we can't sleep together."

As he spoke, Ji Zhixiu took the water glass from her hand and placed it on the bedside, then leaned over and placed her on the soft bed.

There was a hint of playfulness in the corner of the man's mouth, and he drew closer to her, "What are you thinking about in your little head?"

There was a "bang" in his head, and Jiang Mian suddenly understood that he had been tricked by this man. She bit her lip and glared at Ji Zhixiu, then turned over angrily and pulled the quilt to cover her.

Then Ji Zhixiu stretched out his long arms and took him back into his arms. Jiang Mian put her palms against his broad chest and raised her upper body slightly. A waterfall of black hair slid over Ji Zhixiu's body playfully, "What on earth do you want to do?"

He closed his eyes and said simply and concisely, “Sleep."

She lay down angrily, deliberately made the sound loud, and turned off the night light with a snap.

Jiang Mian was very sleepy. Although he was angry, he couldn't resist the tiredness and fell into a deep sleep.

As he fell asleep, his head unconsciously tilted towards Ji Zhixiu's arms.

Ji Zhixiu glanced down, satisfied.

The next day Jiang Mian woke up to the smell of fragrance.

She didn't need to open her eyes to know that it was Ji Zhixiu making breakfast.

I didn't want to get up, but the scent was so tempting. She got up and was about to leave the room when her cell phone rang on the bedside and she grabbed it.

"Mianmian, when I finished work today, I found that you dropped a pendant on the set. Can I send it back to you?"

Jiang Mian shook his head, "No need, bring it to me next time we meet."

Song Xingjia laughed, "That's okay, it's just a matter of convenience."

"By the way, I have something else to ask you..." Jiang Mian said with slight hesitation.

Song Xingjia heard the hesitation in her words, "But it doesn't matter."

"Is your Weibo managed by an assistant?"

Song Xingjia nodded, "Yes, what's wrong?"

He hardly reads Weibo, it is all managed by the staff.

"My roommate said she sent you a private message, but the reply she received was to ask her to meet in private. I believe you are not this kind of person, so I hope you will check. There may be other victims."

She said it tactfully, but Song Xingjia still understood.

Song Xingjia tapped her fingers on the table and said solemnly, "Can your roommate provide me with a screenshot?"

Jiang Mian nodded, "Of course, I will push your WeChat to her. Is it convenient?"

"Okay," he said softly, "I will investigate this matter thoroughly and give an explanation to your roommate and everyone. Don't worry."

"Well, I believe you."

Song Xingjia smiled slightly and said, "It's time to start work. Let's talk later."

After the two ended the call, Jiang Mian sent a message to Ji Lanruo and then pushed Song Xingjia's WeChat account to her.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Ji Zhixiu standing at the door, holding a spatula in his hand. With his stern expression, he looked quite funny.

"Did you finish the fight? Come over for dinner." He said coldly.

Jiang Mian quietly rolled her eyes and walked out with her slippers on.

On the table is a bowl of wontons and a plate of xiaolongbao.

Jiang Mian's eyes lit up. This kind of small wontons was made in Jiangnan. The light wonton soup was garnished with some shrimp skin and seaweed. The wonton skin was translucent but would not be cooked.

It's been a long time since she's had it, at least that's not the way it's done here in Kyoto. Now that I see it, I feel like I miss it.

Ji Zhixiu saw that she liked her and felt that the morning was worth it.

Jiang Mian sat on the chair and couldn't wait to take a mouthful of soup with a spoon and put it into his mouth.

"Surely it tastes like this..." She raised her head and glanced at Ji Zhixiu, hesitatingly, “Did you do it?"

Ji Zhixiu stood opposite her with his arms folded and his eyebrows raised, "Is there anyone else?"

Jiang Mian lowered his head, "Suddenly it didn't taste that good."

Ji Zhixiu pulled out his chair and sat down, "Let's talk."

"You tell me, I'll listen."

"Just because Shen Tingyu got angry with me?"

Jiang Mian stopped eating wontons, raised her face and looked at him seriously, “It's not entirely because of her, it's because there are too many problems between us, do you understand?"

Ji Zhixiu frowned slightly, "Jiang Mian, did I ever tell you not to get angry with me?"

"So? You still don't understand why I'm unhappy. I think we need some time and space to be quiet with each other."

The more he spoke, the calmer he became, and the momentary softness he felt when he saw breakfast disappeared.

After Jiang Mian finished speaking, she didn't look at him again. She ate her wontons and took out a napkin to wipe her mouth.

"What do you think?"

Such a long time should be enough time to think about it.

Ji Zhixiu raised his chin slightly, looked at her, and uttered a few words coldly, “I won't consider it."

Jiang Mian shrugged, as expected. She pushed the bowl over and said, "Wash the dishes!"

…

Chang Qingqing announced the good news three months later.

Chang's mother was very happy to finally be able to share this good news with others. At the same time, he suggested, “Why don't I think Qingqing should stop going to the hospital and rest at home, and I can take care of her?"

The person who knows Chang Qingqing best in the world is always Chang Qin. Before Chang Qingqing could speak, Chang Qin shook his head and said, "Mom, Qingqing is still a month old now. It will also be good for the mother if you let her move more. Let's wait until the third trimester of pregnancy."

Chang's mother was not angry when her son rejected her. She smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you. Whatever you want to eat tonight, I'll make it for you."

Chang Qingqing's face was filled with tenderness, "I'm not picky, I like to eat whatever mom makes."

Chang's mother sat up from the sofa, "Then I'll make you some soup! I'll do it now!"

Chang's father shook his head, "Look at your mother, she is so happy. She didn't even play mahjong today."

Chang Qin lowered his head and touched Chang Qingqing's pregnant belly with his palm. Although he could not feel the fetal movement yet, he felt warmth in his palm, “We are all very happy."

Jiang Mian was also very happy when she found out. She thought about it and didn't know what to give to the baby, so she simply decided to buy some clothes for children. She would not go wrong.

She took a taxi to the mall and went straight to the maternal and child store on the 16th floor.

Seeing her enter the maternity and baby store, Ji Zhilan followed behind her and narrowed her eyes. She secretly took a photo with her mobile phone and sent it to Shen Tingyu. At the same time, she typed: [Is this the woman you were talking about next to my brother? 】

The other end replied instantly, [Yes, how did you meet me? 】

Ji Zhilan put away her cell phone and did not reply to Shen Tingyu. My heart is in turmoil, this woman! He actually has a child with his brother! How dare my brother hide this from his family!

Jiang Cheng pushed her shoulder, "What are you looking at? Are you still going?"

The two of them also came to buy birth supplies for their child.

Finally, after taking a deep look at Jiang Mian who was picking out clothes, Ji Zhilan withdrew his gaze and said, "Let's go."

In the store, Jiang Mian held up a piece of clothing and looked at it carefully. Baby's skin is delicate, so close-fitting clothing must be made of cotton. Jiang Mian chose carefully, but he didn't expect that the things used by babies were so cute.

Looking left and right, Jiang Mian pointed with her finger, "This, this, this, and that, wrap them all up."

"Okay ma'am, please wait a moment."

Jiang Mian directly chose the door-to-door service and sent it to Chang Qin's home.

When Chang Qingqing received such a large package of newborn clothes, she was both surprised and happy.

She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Jiang Mian: [Thank you for the gift, I received it, I like it very much. 】

Jiang Mian: [Looking forward to the baby. 】

Chang Qingqing: [If you like it, consider giving birth to one. 】

Jiang Mian was stunned when he saw the news. Will she have a baby? In the current state of her and Ji Zhixiu, it was probably impossible.

Ji Lanruo patted her shoulder from behind, "What are you thinking about? Have you finished writing the paper?"

Jiang Mian came to his senses and said, "I've finished writing and sent it."

Ji Lanruo winked, "Ahem, did my brother say something to you?"

Her tone was a bit hard to explain, "I didn't tell my brother about your marriage. I tried to persuade him to give up, but he just didn't listen."

Jiang Mian pursed her lips, "It doesn't matter, we will still be friends from now on."

When Ji Lanruo saw her like this, she knew that her brother was completely impossible, and she sighed in her heart for her stupid brother.

"I don't want to call you sister-in-law anyway, it's better to just be friends."

"By the way, did you add Song Xingjia?" Jiang Mian asked with concern.

"Added...added..." Ji Lanruo hesitated.

"What's wrong?"

"It's not Song Xingjia, he wants me to send him screenshots! Even what I send in private messages must be sent to him!" Ji Lanruo was furious, she had never been so social in her life.

If she had known earlier, she would not have sent a private message to Song Xingjia to express her love. She did not expect Song Xingjia to see it.

Who knew this would happen.

Thinking about the confession she had made, which was like a self-motivated essay, Ji Lanruo felt so sad and angry that she wanted to die.

No wonder Weibo has set up a private message that only allows one to be sent before the other party responds, so she sent everything she wanted to say in a private message.

Jiang Mian suppressed her smile and comforted her, “It's okay. Movie Emperor Song is not someone else. It doesn't matter. You just sent it to him anyway. The real owner saw the fan's confession of love. Isn't this very satisfying?"

Ji Lanruo covered her face and said, "That's probably it. Anyway, he didn't respond to me after reading it."

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth, "This cold old man!"

Jiang Mian knew that she was angry and did not speak for Song Xingjia anymore. Changing the subject, “I'm hungry, can I go to the cafeteria to eat something?"

I'm about to graduate, so I have to eat one meal and skip one meal.

Ji Lanruo pulled her and said, "Let's go."

…

Ji Zhai.

After Ji Zhilan finished speaking, he observed Ji's mother's reaction.

Ji's mother looked solemn and confirmed again, “Is what you said true?"

As soon as Ji Zhilan finished shopping, she asked Jiang Cheng to go home first and come over to report the big news to her mother.

Wen Yan took out his mobile phone and said, "Look, I took the photo. Can it be fake?"

The picture she took was from the back, and Jiang Mian's face could not be clearly seen. It can only be seen that she is indeed in the mother and baby store.

Ji's mother frowned, zoomed in and took a closer look, "You didn't even notice that she has a big belly. How can you be sure that she is pregnant?"

Ji Zhilan rolled her eyes, "Mom, you see clearly, she went to a maternal and infant store. Going to a maternal and infant store isn't just to buy clothes for the baby, otherwise what else would you do? Buying clothes for the baby is not to be pregnant and prepare in advance? "

Ji's mother shook her head, "I still don't believe your brother would do such a thing behind our backs."