The Rich Couple Brought the Baby's Breasts

Copywriting of this article: As everyone knows, Zhou Yan Qiao and Zhou Zhili are notorious rivals. During a fire, the two of them went through the book together. In the original novel, the original protagonist Yan Qiao was the real daughter who was found and died in depression, while Zhou Zhili was the villain's second male lead, who did all the bad things and died in prison. What's even more terrible is that at that time, the two people were still in a commercial marriage, and they had no relationship after three years of marriage. The system informed that if you want to change the outcome, the two people must work together. Just when Yan Qiao almost had a fight, a little boy in ancient costume who looked very similar to Zhou Zhili suddenly appeared. Yan Qiao watched the fun: Zhou Zhili, is this your illegitimate son? As a result, before she could finish the melon, Xiaotuanzi jumped up to her side, bowed, and called her mother obediently. When Yan Qiao asked, he found out that Xiaotuanzi's name was Zhou Muyan, and he was the child of the two of them in their previous life. He had traveled through time to the present for some unknown reason, but because Yan Qiao and Zhou Zhili had traveled through books, he had also traveled through time together. Yan Qiao felt like the sky was falling when he ate melon. She and her bitter rival, who had been fighting for more than 20 years, were husband and wife in their previous life, and they had a son? * Yan Qiao and her cub were secretly photographed and became the top trending topic. Who are you talking about? Are they the couple who don't speak to each other when they meet? [It would be great if Yan Qiao and Zhou Zhili did not divorce. How could this child be theirs? The matter went viral online, and both Yan Qiao and Zhou Zhili were trending on Weibo. While everyone was still eating, Yan Qiao posted on Weibo. Yan Qiao: The child is mine. Just five words caused another stir. Just when people were still speculating whether the father of the child was Zhou Zhili, Zhou Zhili posted on Weibo. Zhou Zhili: The child is ours. Netizen: Hey, did you guys fight on the bed? * Yan Qiao took over the parent-child variety show under Zhou Muyan's persuasion, and formed a temporary family with Zhou Zhili and moved into a parent-child house. Before the show started, everyone was commenting on the minute when Yan Qiao and Zhou Zhili would start fighting. However, after the show started... When Yan Qiao loses her appetite and doesn't want to eat, Zhou Zhili, who has always been dignified and indifferent, will personally cook eight major dishes and serve them to her, with Xiao Muyan acting as an assistant. When Yan Qiao doesn't want to participate in the quagmire game, Zhou Zhili, who has always been mysophobic, will complete the task in the quagmire for her, and Xiao Muyan will cheer for her. When Yan Qiao fell ill, Zhou Zhili, who always went to bed at ten o'clock, stayed with her for several nights and refused to leave her side. Xiao Muyan also stayed by her side. Netizen 1: I don't believe this is not love! Netizen 2: What a wonderful family of three! * Zhou Zhili in the real world had memories of his previous life when he was eighteen years old. At that time, he had already liked Yan Qiao for a long time. —— Pre-collection: "Glaze Color Out of Control" Cheng Jinhe is hailed as a rising star that is rare to see in the world of traditional Chinese painting for a century. The mountains and rivers he paints are as powerful as the sky. However, he has a well-behaved appearance, with drooping eyes like a harmless young deer, and two pear dimples on his cheeks. Everyone regarded her as a good and obedient girl. Until the day Cheng's father held a wedding banquet for his stepson, Cheng Jinhe, dressed in black and holding white chrysanthemums, pushed in through the door. Everyone present knew that Cheng's father had married another man after his divorce and was indifferent to his biological daughter, but he was particularly concerned about his stepson. Cheng Jinhe ignored his father's livid face, put the flowers into his arms, and smiled: "Have you forgotten? Today is my mother's death anniversary." That night, Cheng Jinhe was dragged to a bar by his friends to get drunk, but when he woke up, he was in the hotel. There were teeth marks all over the body, and the bed also showed traces of last night's lovemaking. She didn't remember the man's appearance, only that she unbuttoned him first. While the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, she left a bank card with scrawled handwriting: "The technology is good. Thank you." * For inspiration for new paintings, Cheng Jinhe went to the ancient towns in Jiangnan to collect scenery. By some strange combination of circumstances, she got a job as an assistant to a cultural relic restorer in an ancient house. Although the content was outrageously harsh, she still signed the contract. Because the other party really gave too much. * Cheng Jinhe always felt that her boss was a bit strange. Although he never stayed up late, he helped her dry the oil painting she had just created late at night. In the locked cabinet of famous kiln porcelain, a crooked-mouthed Pixiu that she pinched casually slipped into it. He hated people entering his room the most, but he allowed her to mess around inside. Until that night when he was drunk, he lowered his head and buried his face in the crook of her neck, his high nose making her collarbone hot. Cheng Jinhe's fingertips touched the mole at the end of his eye, and he suddenly felt familiar. "Run away after sleeping..." Gu Qingcen bit the edge of her collar and said in a hoarse voice, "Cheng Jinhe, you are so cruel." She suddenly woke up. It turned out that the person she slept with that night was her future boss. * Gu Qingcen thought that the one night of lingering after the incident was exposed meant that they had officially established their relationship, but the next day after waking up, he found that Cheng Jinhe had run away. When he found Cheng Jinhe at the Kyoto Gallery, he saw her having a pleasant conversation with the gallery owner. Their eyes met, Cheng Jinhe subconsciously turned sideways to hide. Gu Qingcen stepped forward and brushed his knuckles over the abrupt silk scarf around her neck. "It seems that Miss Cheng's memory is really not very good." "Or was last night not enough to impress you?" "I don't mind wasting a little more time to help you reminisce." Intention: Born toward the sun