I don’t know if the brown sugar water cooked by Song Yu gave Meng Jianwan a warning that day. Inexplicably, she began to pay attention to her period during the past few days. According to calculations last month, it was postponed for more than a week.

Meng Jianwan remembered that he told Song Yu a few days ago that it would be normal to postpone it for three or five days, so there was no need to make a fuss, but now...

She swallowed, feeling unlikely that both of them had contraceptive measures.

It was late at night and there was a fierce gunfight in the mobile game. Meng Jianwan stared at the game characters on the screen and his hands were unconsciously sliding, because he was thinking about things in his heart and it was a little difficult to concentrate.

A crackling sound of gunfire sounded, and the character she controlled was shot several times, with green smoke constantly emitting her body, and her blood volume continued to fall.

When Song Yu saw it, he took away her cell phone, slid his fingers quickly, and while dodging, he adjusted the angle to find the shooting person, and squatted down and counterattacked.

The opponent loses, and soon turns into a wave of his hand and turns into a box.

Meng Jianwan came to his senses and looked at the scene where Song Yu had just risen up to fight back, and looked surprised: "Yes. The amount of blood is not enough, so hurry up and take medicine."

"I told you all, you just don't believe me if I don't have any skills in gaming. You won't play with me yet." Song Yu added a few bottles of energy to increase his blood volume, "How about it, now you know how powerful I am?"

Isn't it just to take down a head, but I'm so proud of him. I didn't know that he thought he had successfully killed all sides and won the chicken. Meng Jianwan gave a thumbs up perfunctorily: "You are amazing."

Song Yu returned the phone to her and rubbed it on her head a few times: "You're just stubborn." He turned his head to look at her screen, "We'll form a team in the next game?"

This time Meng Jianwan did not refuse: "When I finish this game, it will be soon."

Maybe she was in poor condition and didn't eat chicken in this game she was playing. As soon as she entered the finals, she was harvested by someone using a sniper rifle.

After falling to the ground, Meng Jianwan saw that the other party was a man in a good-looking suit. She shrugged and claimed to be unlucky. She played in a four-person game in this game, and there were two people in the team who survived. She was not interested in staying to watch the game, nor did she pay attention to whether her teammates could stand firm until they finally succeeded in eating chicken, and retreated to the game hall.

Song Yu took out his phone and opened it into the game. After a while, Meng Jianwan sent an invitation to form a team, and he clicked to agree.

Meng Jianwan: "Will we play in a two-person group or a four-person group?"

Song Yu remembered something and smiled: "Of course it's a group of two people, and he agreed to have a couple."

Meng Jianwan paused and soon realized the implication of his words. He was talking about the last time he played volleyball abroad. She refused his invitation to "couple and wife" and was remembered by him until now.

What a stingy man.

So Meng Jianwan chose a group of two people and clicked on an island map. After a short countdown of dozens of seconds, he was sent to an island by plane. After the parachute landed, the two of them began to look for equipment separately.

It was the first time they played games together, but they cooperated very well and knew the other party's intentions without communication. For example, Meng Jianwan found a car, and before he could tell Song Yu, he jumped out of the roof and got into the car and headed towards the safe area. For example, when he met a group of people, Song Yu acted as bait and led the people out, and Meng Jianwan in the dark ambushed him.

After a few dozen minutes, the two of them successfully advanced to the finals. No one made a box first. After killing the last enemy, the screen screen changed and showed that they had eaten the chicken.

Song Yu threw down his cell phone, moved his fingers a few times, his expression could not hide his pride, and he leaned over and hit her: "Do you want another game?"

Meng Jianwan now believes that he is really powerful.

There is no doubt that she is powerful, but because she has been playing for a long time and is familiar with all map shooting techniques. But where did Song Yu get the time to play games? It can only be attributed to his extraordinary talent.

Meng Jianwan was convinced and raised his lips and praised: "I underestimated you before."

The two started another game, and the process was a little harder, but the result was the same. Song Yu had a lot of bullets left in his gun. When he arrived at the "clearing the battlefield", he smiled and said, "I'll set you a firework."

Meng Jianwan was just wondering when he saw the man in the game holding a gun and shooting into the sky, exhausting all the bullets before he could stop.

childish.

Meng Jianwan couldn't help but say, "Are you setting off fireworks? You can only hear the sound of the cannon, and you didn't see a single firework."

"Do you like watching fireworks?" Song Yu said, "When the Chinese New Year, I will give you a fireworks feast." Of course, if you want to hold a wedding, it's okay to set off fireworks on the night of the wedding banquet.

Meng Jianwan wanted to say that he really remembered the first one and the other ones. He pursed his lips, but he didn't disappoint. He pushed his arm: "Don't be too slow, start another game."

Song Yu quickly opened a round, and while waiting for the parachute to descend, he suddenly "hissed".

"What's wrong?" Meng Jian clicked on the small map to check it out, thinking about where to jump later, and after choosing, he made a small mark to make it easier to confirm the location.

"You didn't order 'follow the skydiving', hurry up and follow." She reminded.

There are four small words "Follow the Skydiving" behind the game id. After clicking it, you will skydive with your teammates and jump to the same place.

Song Yu forgot a little, quickly made up for it, and said, "Didn't you have a period?"

Meng Jianwan paused his fingers. She was so excited about playing games that she almost forgot about this. It was very good. As soon as he said that, she remembered the entanglement not long ago.

Menstrual periods are just anxious when they don’t come, and they are anxious when they come, and even more anxious when they are postponed. In short, it makes people anxious no matter what.

Meng Jianwan nodded and clicked to jump. The two of them jumped off the plane together and fell from the air along the city marked in advance.

Song Yu: "Is it delayed for more than a week?"

Meng Jianwan took the time to glance at him, always feeling that he looked a little abnormal. Her head seemed to "tink" and she was awake, and she said seriously: "Didn't you wear that?"

The two of them did have a lot of frequent time before she went to the island for vacation. They were confused in the bathroom twice, and she didn't pay much attention to it.

Looking back now, there are not many clear memories in her mind.

Meng Jianwan didn't even bother to pick up equipment, and stared at Song Yu scrutinizedly, observing his expression.

Song Yu was almost frightened by her. After a while, he said with a lot of laughter and cry: "How is it possible? I've worn it all and didn't do anything randomly. Haven't I heard that I can't guarantee 100% contraceptive? So I'm a little worried."

After he said this, Meng Jianwan was even less interested in playing games, and his mind was full of accidents.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no," she said, quit the game, turned on Baidu, and searched for relevant information. He was right, and he really couldn't guarantee 100% no accidents.

Meng Jianwan froze.

She held her face and stared at him in a daze. Her voice was erratic when she spoke, probably a little unbelievable: "To be precise, my period was postponed eleven days. Although it was not too punctual, it had not been postponed for such a long time." She became less and less calm as she spoke, "No... it wasn't true, right?"

Song Yu also looked at her with amazement: "I don't know either."

"Ah, it's all your fault!" Meng Jianwan's facial features were wrinkled together, and he pulled the pillow and hit him.

Song Yu held the flying pillow, held it in his arms, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, feeling a little innocent: "Why are you blaming me?"

Meng Jianwan stared at him, and Song Yu immediately surrendered, put down his pillow, carried her into his arms, patted her back and admitted his mistake: "Okay, okay, blame me, blame me."

He also recognized this mistake very unintentionally.

To be honest, Meng Jianwan felt a little panicked. He broke free from his arms, said nothing, lying down with the quilt, looking at the ceiling with his eyes open, and was silent for a century. She turned her head and stared at Song Yu: "If there is really something, what are you going to do?"

Song Yu burst out laughing.

"Why are you laughing at?" Meng Jianwan kicked him, looking fierce, and his eyes were still staring, as if he could poke two holes out of him.

"It's not what I plan to do, it's what you want to do." Song Yu curled his smile and corrected her statement, "I don't reject having a baby, the premise is that you are willing. So, your idea is more important, you shouldn't ask me. Of course, since you asked me, my answer must be born. How long have we both been married? What's strange about having a baby? Oh, it just makes me feel a little unhappy that there is no wedding."

Meng Jianwan was stunned. Thinking about what he said was very reasonable. Excluding the last sentence.

She hugged her head in distress, why did she kick her back like a ball? How did she know what she was going to do?

Meng Jianwan turned over and lay on his side, grabbed the pillow and said uncomfortablely: "I don't know either."

In this case, one of the two people must be rational. This person can only be Song Yu. He faced her sideways, supported his elbows on his head, and stroked her hair with his other hand to straighten it out for her.

"So, change your way of thinking." Song Yu pinned his hair behind her ear and touched her face with his hand. "If, what I said is, if, you are indeed pregnant, will you get rid of it?"

"How could it be?!" Meng Jianwan replied without hesitation.

Her tone and expression seemed to be condemning Song Yu for saying anything bad. It was a little life or a child of the two of them.

Song Yu was so cute by her fierce reaction. He knew very well that her words were completely unthinkable and were blurted out from the subconscious.

A gurgling of hot stream flowed through his chest, and his fingers pinched her face, and he couldn't help but lower his head, and a kiss gently fell on her forehead. His voice was light and slow, with a smile: "What are you worried about? You said too, if you won't get rid of it, then there is only one choice left-we will be born."

Meng Jianwan was confused and seemed to be convinced by him. Moreover, what he said was "we were born", not "you were born", and he felt that the burden was divided into part.

"You are such a logical genius." After a while, she looked up at him and said slowly.

"Exceeded." Song Yu smiled, touched her forehead, and said softly, "I don't think about these things for now. I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow."

His voice was tender and gentle, but it exuded a reassuring power. Meng Jianwan gradually became less nervous, his stiff sleeping position became softer, his head slowly sinks into the pillow, and his eyes are still on Song Yu's face.

Song Yu looked at her and kept smiling. Meng Jianwan felt like the silly son of the landlord and was completely useless. When he wanted to turn his eyes away, he pinched his chin.

"Don't worry, I'm all there is." He said word by word.

Meng Jianwan avoided his hand, said speechlessly for a moment, "Can you have a baby?"

"...This can't be done." Song Yu's hand moved to her waist, moved to the side, and pressed it against her belly, "But I can take care of you."

Meng Jianwan felt the thick hand he pressed against his lower abdomen, but through the quilt, he seemed to feel an unignorable temperature.

She shuddered, but it was not sure now. His action gave her the illusion that she really had a child, so she quickly patted his hand away.

Song Yu was beaten on the back of his hand and looked at her a little aggrievedly: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing, go to bed and stop talking." Meng Jianwan felt nervous when he thought of the scene of giving birth.

Song Yu didn't talk about this, and talked to her about other topics: "Have you been very busy with your nail salon recently? I see you will be here every day these days."

Meng Jianwan: "I'm busy, the winter and summer vacations are the peak season."

"Oh, I also said that if you are not busy, you will take you to the celebration banquet held in Yanbei." Song Yu said, "You should know that you are at Shifeng Yunze Hotel, where you have not been there yet. He sent me an invitation letter."

Meng Jianwan thought of Liang Yuanyuan's words that day and asked: "Is it Xue Haoyue's new movie celebration banquet?"

"It seems to be." Song Yu recalled and nodded to confirm, "It was written on the invitation letter. I didn't look carefully, and glanced at it roughly, probably."

Meng Jianwan kicked the quilt away, crossed his legs and shook his feet: "It's boring. At that time, they will definitely be celebrity directors in the entertainment industry and big names in the business circle." She glanced at him, "Yan Bei sent you an invitation letter, Zhao Yichen and the others should have it, so you can go with them."

Song Yu: "I want to go with you."

Meng Jianwan: "I won't go."
To be continued...