Chapter 174 Where is the speakable Master Liang?
The weather is good. The original scorching sun hides behind a white cloud at this moment. In the back garden, there are blooming purple and red everywhere, and the deep, light, fat and thin greens are dotted in it, layer by layer, in the luxuriant, trying to set off those delicate ones. The petals of different colors, and the three, sitting in the hundreds of flowers, were not only not covered by the delicate petals, but also seemed to be specially designed to set them up.
Pan Bingjie, with a yellow silk shirt and a jade face, with a tender and innocent smile on her face, is blinking the black and white apricot eyes, with a trace of worship, looking at the quiet sitting, leaning against the back of the chair, and her hands happily falling on the bulging roundness between her abdomen. The originally cold and frosty face is now full of The brilliance of her mother's surname and the faint sweet smile of Shi Xianggu seemed to be listening to her story of her past experience at sea.
Next to, on the charming and enchanting face of Maria with long brown wavy hair, her curious eyes cutely stirred the long, dense and slightly obliquely curled eyelashes. Although her eyes fell on the flowers in the distance, her expression that changed with the story told by Shi Xianggu had been exposed. She is listening.
When Liang Pengfei's embarrassed and dirty figure appeared at the corner of the path in the back garden, Shi Xianggu turned her face with some feeling, and her warm eyes fell on Liang Pengfei's gray cheeks.
Seeing Liang Pengfei's awkward image, the three women couldn't help but be stunned. After reacting, Pan Bingjie and Maria stepped forward almost at the same time, but they seemed to feel how similar the other party's behavior was, and they looked at each other unkindly. Then they all walked forward again.
"How did you make it like this?" Pan Bingjie stopped in front of Liang Pengfei, took out a clean and white square handkerchief, and wiped the stains on Liang Pengfei's forehead and cheeks.
"Nothing. I didn't pay attention on the school field today and fell down." Liang Pengfei has already figured out the reason.
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"Real is it? But why is it even on the back? Maria also wanted to take out her handkerchief, but after seeing Pan Bingjie's behavior, she snorted disdainfully and stretched out her hand to pat the dust on Liang Pengfei's body, curiously.
Only then did Liang Pengfei find that his reason seemed to be not perfect. His eyes rolled around and he continued to talk nonsense seriously: "And he fell off the horse. If I hadn't rolled in time, I might have let the horse step on it."
Hearing Liang Pengfei's exaggerated description, both of them couldn't help but turn pale, but the Shi Xianggu stood up with the help of the personal guard Xiaobai. The smile on her face looked so warm, and her whole body was filled with a strong mother's brilliance. She stood there, and her eyes crossed the two dark competition. The little girl fell on Liang Pengfei's face.
He looked at Liang Pengfei with a smile, who was surrounded by Maria and Pan Bingjie and slapped the dust. There was a sense of joy in his eyes, and there was a trace of helplessness like watching a child's mischievousness. Her white and plain hands were gently put on the already cherished, plump and round abdomen, looking so graceful and peaceful.
Liang Pengfei caught Pan Bingjie's hand wiping his cheek, pinched Maria's dusty hand on his body, and walked straight to the small grass pavilion in front of him.
Pan Bingjie's face suddenly turned red and wanted to pull back her hand, but after seeing Liang Pengfei holding Maria again, her little mouth subconsciously pouted, and the hand that was about to be pulled open was so tightly and so hard at this moment.
Maria's performance is similar to that of Pan Bingjie, but her heart is very entangled. She has not forgotten that she is a nun, but she is reluctant to let go of her lover's big hand.
Until she stepped into the small pavilion, after Liang Pengfei loosened their hands, Maria seemed to be relieved, but she felt sad and lost.
Liang Pengfei didn't say anything. His eyes gradually moved away from Shi Xianggu's slightly round cheek, and slowly fell on the abdomen of Shi Xianggu's slender hand.
Liang Pengfei looked at the roundness covered by his clothes, and his heart jumped up involuntarily. At this moment, he suddenly felt that his eyes were a little hot. In the raised roundness, there was a small life, flowing half of his own blood. This mood was so complicated that he was stunned for a long time. He didn't know. It's time to go forward and caress, or we should wait until his birth.
Shi Xianggu moved forward two steps, stretched out her hand, held Liang Pengfei's sweaty hand, and gently covered his palm on his bulging abdomen. Her eyes and the laughter at the corners of her mouth rippled... Liang Pengfei looked at Shi Xianggu's smile, so gentle, so peaceful, gone. The frost covered up, and there was no chill to invade people. Some of them were just the kind of mother's surname and love that moved everyone.
"...thank you." Liang Pengfei, who had a sense of blood connection and seemed to be at a loss, spit out these two words for no reason. His voice was a little dry and a little sand, just like when he was in the second grade of primary school, he was called to the podium by the teacher for the first time, nervous and excited when he went to recite a text.
Even the three women present did not understand, but the doubts on Shi Xianggu's face soon faded away, and her smile still looked extremely deep. There is a trace of enlightenment and a tolerant light in those warm eyes.
Pan Bingjie and Maria did not know when they left the grass pavilion, and even the personal bodyguard Xiaobai retreated far away, leaving space for the two to be alone.
Liang Pengfei leaned sideways, half-knelt down, put his ears against Shi Xianggu's abdomen, closed his eyes, and listened very hard, as if he wanted to hear the heartbeat of the fetus in the abdomen or the flow of blood.
Aunt Shi Xiang's hand naturally fell on Liang Pengfei's tough face. She reached out and wiped off a trace of grass crumb on his eyebrows and gently rubbed it. The cherry red lips gently said to Liang Pengfei, "Dad asked me to bring you a word. What you did was beyond his expectation. Your son-in-law, although there is Some bastards, but they still believe what they say, so..."
After saying this, Shi Xianggu saw the expression on Liang Pengfei's face and looked extremely strange in an instant, and the smile between her eyebrows was even stronger. She seemed to think of the past. The night's murmuring scene was also wrapped in a layer of intoxicating red.
The expression on Liang Pengfei's face was awkward, a little embarrassed, and a little dull. Mr. Shi scolded himself as an asshole, which seemed to make some sense. He quietly stole his daughter's heart silently, and even stole everyone together, and Shi Xianggu was pregnant. In this case, Liang Pengfei felt that if he was a father, even if his daughter really fell in love with the man, maybe he would still find the man as soon as he knew the news. At least he would beat him out first, and then talk about the rest.
And Mr. Shi's words of bastard really made Liang Pengfei feel a little embarrassed, but he just felt it. He raised his hand, covered Shi Xianggu's hand on his face, and closed his eyes again. Not to mention scolding, even if he wants to slap me with a big stick, you are mine. Liang Pengfei's tone seemed a little arrogant, even a little scoundrel and hooligan, but it made Shi Xianggu almost shed tears of happiness.
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"Doesn't the injury on your body hurt? Fall off the horse." After a while, Shi Xianggu whispered in Liang Pengfei's ear, with a trace of teasing in her eyes. Liang Pengfei, who was stunned, opened her mouth, and Shi Xianggu gently pinched Liang Pengfei's face. The tone was like the head teacher of the primary school questioning the naughty child. The quality of the official robe on your body is good enough. When you roll down from the horse, there is no damage, not even scratches, hehe..."
Liang Pengfei felt that sweat began to drip on his forehead.
"Your gray is really weird. Why do I think it's exactly the same as the red clay in the front yard? Are you riding a horse in the front yard? There was no blame in Shi Xianggu's eyes, only a trace of cunning, and a kind of pride that saw through the little trick.
Liang Pengfei subconsciously scratched his head, and then remembered that his damn head was almost naked except for a pig's tail behind his head.
"Where is our speakable young master Liang?" Shi Xianggu looked around, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, so charming and bright that it even made Liang Pengfei have a tingling feeling in her eyes. There was a trace of astonishment in his heart, and he smiled. This should be the mood of a female surname, and the mischieity of a female surname who fell into sweet love.
Liang Pengfei held up his hands, held Shi Xiang's charming face, cleared his throat, and looked extremely serious, and then... "It's worthy of being a heroine who is all over the world and shocked a group of thieves. I can see the mystery at a glance. I really admire my husband. I can't add any more, and my heart is sincere. I'm convinced..." Liang Pengfei's flattery is like a running Guanghan high-speed railway, which can make people dizzy in an instant, and even foam at the mouth unconscious.
"Enough... Go on, I'm really going to vomit." Shi Xianggu's fingers pressed on Liang Pengfei's hanging mouths and spat antonate angily, but she couldn't hide a trace of pride and joy on her face. Although Miss Pan keeps pretending to be an adult, she is a little girl after all. As long as you coax her well, the princess... It's up to you. Although you talk about God all day long, I'm afraid you know much better than me who you care about.
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(to be continued)