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The bright sunshine shines through the window, another rare good weather day.
An Yuan is flipping through the clothes in the wardrobe, feeling puzzled. The place where her own clothes should have been stored is filled with baby clothes, and she doesn't have a single piece of her own.
Forgot to bring his clothes, this kind of low-level mistake Zhang Moyan definitely wouldn't make. Thinking about the strange clothes I saw yesterday, the only explanation could be that Zhang Moyan intentionally hid his clothes.
"The clothes are here," Zhang Moyan stood at the door, holding a piece of clothing.
An YuanI have a bad feeling about this.
A piece of clothing, indeed, is just a piece of clothing.
Spread out the clothes, the soft black fabric with pink embroidery on top. An Yuan twitched at the corner of his mouth, "Why are you giving me pajamas in broad daylight?"
Zhang Moyan smiled and took out another one from behind, "Choose one."
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"Indeed, everything needs to be compared. Looking at the apron in Zhang Moyan's hand, An Yuan finally shook her hand and took the one she had before.
After changing into the clothes, she loosely tied a silk belt around her waist. Against the backdrop of the silky clothes, An Yuan's skin appeared even fairer, and she looked even slimmer."
Zhang Moyan Under the scorching gaze, An Yuan felt as if she were wearing nothing at all. She immediately lowered her head and tugged at her clothes, feeling awkward and self-conscious as she shuffled her feet on the carpet.
Zhang Moyan forcibly pulled An Yuan into his embrace, overwhelmed by the impulse to cherish her, "These clothes are good for you and the baby. I've ordered a lot for you." So from now on, you can only wear these kinds of clothes.
Under the high pressure of the government, An Yuan had no choice but to comply.
However, where there's a will, there's a way. Oppressed An Yuan spent the whole day curled up on the sofa in the living room reading a book, even though the central air conditioning was on and it was warm inside, she still covered herself with a blanket.
The spring scenery is tightly concealed, no matter how hard Zhang Moyan tries, An Yuan remains unmoved.
"What's the matter this time?" The book in hand was suddenly snatched away, and An Yuan finally couldn't bear it.
Zhang Moyan felt a sense of joy at the recent development, but just as she was about to make a move, the phone beside her rang. An Yuan remained motionless as Zhang Moyan stepped forward to pick up the phone. She was about to casually toss it into a corner when her gaze landed on the name displayed on the screen.
"*Chirp.*" Zhang Moyan stole a kiss from An Yuan's lips, then stuffed the book back into An Yuan's hand. "I'll be right back."
On the grass
"Mr. Yi, is there something you need?"
"Upon arriving at the company, I heard that Manager Zhang was feeling unwell and had taken leave, so I called to inquire about his health." Zhang Moyan remained noncommittal, saying, "Mr. Yi is really considerate."
"Listening to Manager Zhang speak, it seems that he is already feeling much better. I wonder if Yiyang would have the honor of inviting Manager Zhang for a meal." Yiyang spoke in a steady voice, but Zhang Moyan detected a hint of happiness.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Yi. It's just that the doctor said I need to rest and minimize unnecessary contact with others," Zhang Moyan emphasized.
The tiger and leopard are practicing Tai Chi, and everyone knows the real reason, but no one has exposed the truth.
"Since it's the doctor's advice, you must listen to it. Yiyang wishes Manager Zhang a speedy recovery and will invite Manager Zhang to dinner when he is better." Yiyang sat in the car, staring at the spacious balcony opposite. The tightly closed doors and windows indicated that the owner had been gone for a long time.
Zhang Moyan had already hung up the phone. Yiyang stared at the phone in a daze, then dialed a number after a while.
"What's wrong? Did you run into some trouble?"
"I need you to help me find out where Zhang Moyan is." Wherever Zhang Moyan is, An Yuan must be there too.
"Okay, it's settled then,"
"...Mm." Yiyang hung up the phone and slumped against the steering wheel.
The sound of revelry, the stench of corruption and decadence, the black mud clinging to the body, even when washed clean still exuding the smell of the night, foul and greedy.
Watching Zhang Moyan soaking in the hot spring while he could only sit on the shore, An Yuan felt deeply deceived from the bottom of his heart.
The fair feet splashed on the water, and the hint of spring light at the neckline stirred ripples in Zhang Moyan's heart. He wanted to reach out and grab the two little feet and bring them to his lips for a kiss, but An Yuan broke free and kicked him in the chest. The tingling sensation momentarily immobilized Zhang Moyan, while An Yuan had already gotten up and walked out.
Zhang Moyan helplessly climbed out of the pool. Bringing An Yuan to soak in the hot spring was planned in advance, but when both of them were ready to get into the water, Dr. Xu called. Upon hearing that An Yuan wanted to soak in the hot spring, Dr. Xu immediately scolded Zhang Moyan.
"Pregnant women soaking in hot springs in the early and late stages of pregnancy is extremely irresponsible to the baby. An Yuan, you're being foolish to follow along..."
An Yuan was already prepared to get into the water, Zhang Moyan lost his phone, and then he hugged An Yuan and whispered in her ear, "Darling, I'm sorry, you can't soak in the hot springs."
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