"Hua Yao, where is the last prenatal checkup report?"

"Ah?" Jian Huayao, curled up on the sofa and didn't want to move, weakly pointed at the cabinet next to the TV, "Is it in the cabinet? I forgot..."

"......You are pregnant with a child, but you don't have a brain." She repeatedly asked Jian Huayao to keep it safe, but it was lost not long after.

Collapse.

Meng Fuguang searched the cabinet for a long time but still couldn't find it. He wanted to get angry, but when he saw Jian Huayao was so upset, he couldn't say the words that were on his lips.

She had suffered severe morning sickness for more than three months and had lost a lot of weight compared to before. If it weren't for Meng Fuguang who fed her with delicious food and drinks every day, I'm afraid Jian Huayao would have become as thin as a skeleton.

Forget it, she should find it herself.

After searching the entire living room, Meng Fuguang finally found her medical examination report on top of the kitchen refrigerator.

"How on earth did you come up with the idea of ​​putting the medical examination report on the refrigerator?"

Meng Fuguang gritted his teeth and said bitterly. Jian Huayao shrank her neck and said aggrievedly, "The report said my blood pressure was a little low, so I put it higher."

Meng Fuguang: ...

Mental illness, absolutely mental illness!

She endured it!

"Change your clothes and go to the hospital!"

"Wuwuwu, you are so mean to me!"

The reluctance to let go was probably due to the influence of hormones. The older the baby got, the more Jian Huayao became, clinging to Meng Fuguang's arm and refusing to let go. So Meng Fuguang could only carry a bunch of things in his left and right hands, with Jian Huayao hanging on his body.

As soon as the door was opened, the white guy at the door just came out. The moment he saw Meng Fuguang, his eyes lit up instantly.

The next second, the smile froze again.

What does this mean? Why is Jane so coquettish?

This white native had helped them a lot some time ago, so they were familiar with him. Meng Fuguang didn't have the hands to greet him, so he could only nod his chin and say, "Good morning, Simon."

"Meng, are you going to the hospital?"

"right."

Jian Huayao knew from the look in Simon's eyes that this guy must have some secret intentions towards Meng Fuguang. Simon was a graduate student of the neighboring country Y Polytechnic Institute, which was ranked in the top 50 in the world. He was definitely a high-IQ elite.

Jian Huayao's English was not good, so she whispered to Meng Fuguang in Chinese, "Look at this guy, he has height, good looks, good figure, and good IQ. He is a young man with all these qualities, and he is still a younger brother. Why don't you take action immediately? What are you thinking?"

Take action?

Meng Fuguang looked Simon up and down. He was a big guy about 1.8 meters tall, with well-developed muscles and a youthful face. He must have worked out regularly, but he didn't look very smart.

After a few seconds of silence, Meng Fuguang silently commented, "If he fights me, he won't be able to survive ten of my moves."

Jian Huayao:......

Ok, just pretend she didn't say anything.

Simon actually understood Chinese, but he was afraid that the two girls would feel embarrassed, so he still asked in English, "Do you need help? You look very tired."

Jian Huayao understood that this big fool was hinting to Meng Fuguang that he was carrying a burden.

Humph, Xiaohua is rebellious!

Jian Huayao deliberately hugged Meng Fuguang's neck, hanging her whole body on her, and said coquettishly in English, "I can't walk anymore~ Honey, carry me on your back~"

Simon: ?

Meng Fuguang, who was used to Jian Huayao getting sick at any time, didn't realize anything was wrong. She blinked her big eyes and squatted down slightly, "Be careful, don't crush the baby."

Simon： ???

ah?

Could it be that Meng and her...

Jian Huayao lay on Meng Fuguang's back, sticking close to him intentionally, and looking at the big guy with a provocative look on her face.

"Thank you, it's okay, we can do it ourselves." In order to catch up with the appointment time, Meng Fuguang didn't waste any more time talking to Simon and left with Jian Huayao on his back.

Simon: ...

That's too bad, are Jane and Meng really a couple?

Neither of them bought a car here, so they had to rely on taxis to go out. Jian Huayao, who had never been carsick before, started to feel uncomfortable as soon as she got in the car, and Meng Fuguang took care of her all the way.

"Brother Mengzi, I feel like vomiting..."

"Lie down for a while?" Meng Fuguang could only let her lie on his legs. Why did she have to suffer so much while being pregnant? The more Meng Fuguang thought about it, the more distressed he felt.

The driver looked at the girls hugging each other in the rearview mirror and said, "I see." After homosexuality was legalized in Country Y, many Asians came here to register for marriage, which is not uncommon.

Meng Fuguang vaguely felt that something was wrong. Why did everyone look at them strangely along the way?

"Brother Jianzi, do you feel something is wrong?"

"Ah? No?" Jian Huayao hugged Meng Fuguang's neck tightly and rubbed her little face in her neck. "Maybe he looked at us more because we are beautiful."

"...Are you sure?"

This weird look is not appreciation at all, okay?

"Those two ladies are so beautiful."

"They look like a couple."

"What a shame. I was going to exchange contact information."

"I thought my friend could give it a try."

"Don't, don't interfere with other people's feelings!"

Meng Fuguang carried Jian Huayao through the examination. Jian Huayao felt guilty and walked on her own on the way home. She lay on Meng Fuguang's back and sighed, fortunately her sister was a King Kong Barbie, otherwise she would have died on the way home.

The test results would be out in 48 hours, so the two of them had dinner outside before going home. As soon as they got out of the elevator, they saw Simon guarding the door.

"Good evening, Meng."

Meng Fuguang didn't notice that Simon only greeted her. She was very tired now and just wanted to take a shower and lie down. She didn't have the energy to chat with Simon.

"Good evening." Meng Fuguang greeted him and prepared to enter the password. From the moment Simon ignored her, Jian Huayao knew that the big fool did it on purpose.

"Meng, a man came to you this afternoon and asked if you lived here." Simon was standing at the door just to tell them this. "He is Chinese, just like you."

Jian Huayao panicked instantly. It was over. It must be her brother or Fu Er who was chasing after her!

"Did you tell him we live here?!"

Seeing Jian Huayao so nervous, Simon became more certain of his thoughts. Homosexuality is very taboo in China, and the two of them must have escaped without telling their families.

Even if he had feelings for Meng, he would not betray his friend. "No, I didn't tell him and sent him away."

Jian Huayao breathed a sigh of relief, that’s great.

Meng Fuguang's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to ask, "Do you still remember what that person looks like?"

In the eyes of white people, most Asians look similar. Fortunately, Simon secretly took a photo. He took out his phone and handed it to Meng Fuguang, "That's the guy."