"If nothing happens, I'll go back."

"Wait." Seeing that she was about to leave, Kahn quickly spoke.

Thea's face was calm, "Is there anything else?"

Kahn reached out and touched it into his pocket, took out a small gift box, and handed it to Saya.

"This is my gift to my child."

What he didn't say was that he designed the necklace specifically for her, but he knew that if he said it was given to her, she would definitely not accept it.

Xiya glanced down at the hidden blue suede gift box, turned her eyes to him, and refused, "Thank you for your kindness, but no need."

The expected rejection, but when he heard her rejection with his own ear, his heart still couldn't help but thrill.

He held the gift box in his hand tightly, and a trace of injury flashed across his face, "Sia, you said that we are still friends. As friends, can we not give a gift?"

Thea looked at him with a frank look. After a long time, she slowly stretched out her hand and took the gift box in his palm.

"I've taken over the stuff, thank you."

Kahn was delighted, his eyes fell on her round belly.

A faint sourness came to my heart. How great would this child be if it were his.

Thea noticed his eyes falling on her belly, and a dark look flashed through her eyes, "It's getting late, I'll go back first."

This time, Kahn did not stop him anymore.

He looked at her back quietly, his legs as if they were filled with lead.

When she returned home, Xiya sat in the living room, staring at the gift box in her hand, thinking about something.

She sighed softly, opened the gift box, and an exquisite necklace came into her eyes, and the transparent pink diamond touched her heart.

She took out the necklace, stroked the delicately cut pink diamond with her fingertips, and a faint curve was raised to the corners of her lips.

"Little beauty, what should mommy do?" she murmured to herself.

Is it right or wrong for her to come to Beijing this time?

...

"Sister, why haven't dad been here yet?" Jian Luo packed up his backpack, turned around and looked at Jian Qing, and asked.

The press conference was over, and the rest was just waiting for the release of the series of jewelry under March. Jian Luo had already completed the design draft, so he naturally felt relaxed. Jian Qing and his group decided to return to China M that night.

Jian Qing glanced at the time, "It should be coming soon."

"Dear, why are you so anxious to return to Country M? It's already late." Xiya asked, touching her stomach that was so full of food.

"Because the press conference has been delayed for two days, I will give my grandfather a surprise when I go back tonight." Jian Qing smiled.

"By the way, do you want to go with us?"

Xiya shook her head, "No, I'm just here, I'm just taking this opportunity to stroll around the beautiful scenery of the capital."

Upon hearing this, Jian Qing didn't force her, but just said, "Then you take good care of yourself and call me if you have anything to do."

Xiya nodded with a smile, "I knew you loved Ai's house the most."

At this time, Quan Jingwu was carrying a suitcase and got off the upper floor.

Xiya glanced at his clothes from the beginning, and looked at Jian Qing with a cramped smile, "Dear, I'm overeating tonight, how could you force me to eat dog food?"

Jian Qing rolled her eyes and walked towards Quan Jingwu.

Under the light, both of them were wearing mist-blue wool sweaters, and they looked like they were dog-abuse couples.

Quan Jingwu put down the box, and cold eyes saw her wet hair and frowned, "Why didn't you blow dry your hair?"

"It's okay, it's windy outside, I'll do it later." She said softly.

"No, I'll catch a cold later."

As he said that, he pulled her to the guest room beside him, leaving Jane Luo and Xiya looking at each other speechlessly.

In the guest room, the hair dryer was "whining" sounded.

Jian Qing sat on the sofa, enjoying the man blowing her hair.

The warm wind lingered on her head. She narrowed her eyes and couldn't help but think of what he would leave in a few days.

"Xiao Jing, you spoiled me like this. If you are not here in a few days, who will blow my hair?"

Quan Jingwu curled his lips lightly and said in a doting tone, "Then remember, when I come back, I will let you punish you, huh?"

Jian Qing raised her head, her dark eyes as bright as stars, "You are not allowed to regret what you said then."

"Um."

The hair was almost dry, and the man put away the hair dryer.

"Xiao Jing!"

Hearing her voice, Quan Jingwu subconsciously turned around.

In an instant, the woman reached out to hug him and took the initiative to put on her red lips.

"What should I do if I can't bear to leave you?"

She just pressed against his lips and murmured.

He hasn't left yet, but she can't bear to leave.

She had a premonition that he would leave for a long time this time, instead of returning in a few days like before.

Quan Jingwu's eyes suddenly darkened, deepening the kiss. His sexy lips grabbed her red lips, pried open domineeringly, and plundered her breathing.

Jian Qing undid his neck and cooperated with him obediently. The hot kiss gradually became lingering, with reluctance to leave each other.

After a long time, Quan Jingwu let her go, and the two of them pressed against each other's foreheads and tangled with breathing.

A flash of blush climbed onto her white cheeks, Jian Qing met the man's gaze, and her deep purple eyes were filled with her shadow.

"Be good, I'll come back when it snows." He said in a hoarse voice, rubbing her tender little face with his fingertips.

She nodded and raised her hand to hold his face.

"Remember what you said."

After the words came, she stood on tiptoe and kissed heavily on his lips.

"Bo--"

Quan Jingwu curled her lips with satisfaction and held her tightly in her arms.

His little confused!

In that case, Mo Xiao was about to go out when he was stopped by two uninvited guests.

"What are you doing here?" He frowned and looked at the two people at the door, his voice coldly.

Zhou Qin looked at the impatientness on his face and felt sad, "Azhe, it's cold outside, can we go in first?"

Mo Xiao, "No need, I'm not available."

The cold tone makes people feel even more heartbroken than the cold wind of this cold winter.

After finally seeing him, Zhou Qin would not make trouble on impulse.

She lowered her posture and said angrily, "Azhe, mom already knows that she is wrong. You forgive mom for a while. Mom promises not to cause trouble for Jian Qing again."
Chapter completed!