"don't want."

Nangong Yu spoke in a muffled voice, but he slightly raised his body, moving a bit away from Song Yu.

Song Yuli secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She tried to ignore Nangong Yu, who had buried his face in his neck, and spoke.

"Don't you have to go to work today?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck, and Song Yuli subconsciously frowned.

"Ugh, don't suck, it hurts."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yu, still dissatisfied, sucked a few more strawberries on her neck. Only when his lower abdomen was no longer so bloated did he release her.

"Yes, Grandpa told me to let Dad manage the company for a while."

Song Yuli asked, puzzled, "Why? Are you going on a long trip?"

Nangong Yu nodded, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch the tip of her nose: "Yes, because I'm going to take you abroad to register our marriage."

Upon hearing this, Song Yuli suddenly sat up in bed, looking at Nangong Yu with delight: "Really?"

Nangong Yu also pretended to sit up on the bed and hugged Song Yuli from behind: "Hmm, when have I ever lied to you?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yuli's large, almond-shaped eyes immediately curved into crescent moons.

However, she then frowned in frustration: "But, honey, I don't have a passport."

Nangong Yu smiled and said, "I've already taken care of these little things for you, so you don't need to worry about them."

After hearing this, Song Yuli broke free from Nangong Yu's embrace, turned around and hugged his neck, and kissed his thin lips: "Husband, you are so good, I feel like I love you more and more."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yu curled the corners of his lips, leaned down, and whispered in Song Yuli's ear.

"Love isn't something you say, it's something you do, you know?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yuli's face immediately turned red.

Just as she was about to put her arms around Nangong Yu's neck, Nangong Yu suddenly stood up from the bed. Song Yu was startled and hugged his neck tightly again, her legs also wrapping around his waist.

The two were in an overly intimate position. Nangong Yu glanced down at them, a dark glint flashing in his eyes.

"Song Yuli, I will definitely not let you off after the child is born."

Song Yu buried her face in Nangong Yu's chest, pretending not to hear.

...

When Nangong Yu and Song Yuli came down the stairs, they found that Shi Yueshan had also come over.

"Grandpa, Aunt, Mom."

Shi Yueshan nodded, took Song Yuli's hand, and asked, "Have you been sleeping well at Grandpa's these past two days?"

Song Yuli nodded: "That's good."

When Nan Yizhong saw Nangong Yu, he called him into the study, and the grandfather and grandson whispered a few words to each other.

When Nan Luotong, who was sitting next to Qi Peihua, saw Song Yuli for the first time, she wanted to rush over, but Qi Peihua stopped her.

She looked at Song Yuli, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

She had heard everything that Nan Luotong and Tongtong did yesterday. What she couldn't understand was why Nan Luotong, who wasn't even close to her own father, would suddenly like a woman who had just appeared.

She had also quietly asked Nan Luotong about it that morning.

Nan Luotong's answer was hard for her to accept.

"She smells like her mother."

Thinking of Nan Luotong's pitiful appearance, as if she had been abandoned, Qi Peihua felt a lump in her throat.

It seems it's time for her to arrange a few blind dates for Nan Linxiao.

Inside the Capital Center Energy Building, Nan Linxiao, who was working, suddenly sneezed a few times, and a bad premonition arose in her mind.

Shi Yueshan asked, "Did Ayu tell you?"