Nonsense, Half of the Scientific Industry Is Bad!

"Your waist isn't good? Why are you lying down?"

Song Yao could not help but smile.

It was obvious that she remembered the car accident yesterday.

Pei Yunge was speechless.

This morning after last night's incident, Pei Yunge was a little silent, but the man's expression was as usual.

However, when they were sitting at the back of the car…

She suddenly heard the man ask…

"Have you decided who will be your child's father?"

Huo Shidu was talking nonsense.

...

However, the d*mn man Pei Yunge was scolding in her heart was currently talking to Old Master Qin downstairs.

Pei Yunge rested against her chin and leaned against the railing of the second floor with Song Yao. She saw that the man was wearing a neatly ironed black suit. The buttons on his shirt were not loose as usual, but were buttoned to the top.

Pei Yunge thought.