At 10 o'clock in the evening, many parks in Silicon Valley are still brightly lit, but the road is sparsely populated. There are only a few cars queuing in front of the flashing red lights at the intersection. Feng Yiping believes that the streets of Wuliao are busier than here at this time.

Although he was indecisive to Wall Street because of his unreplicable advantages, and in some things, he even achieved immediate results than what Silicon Valley is doing, he still couldn't help but feel much more at ease when he returned here from Wall Street.

It should be because here, there are children of their own and mothers with children.

But in the apartment on the top floor of Four Seasons Hotel, his unborn mother was not as good as he is now.

Mayer didn't know what was going on. He came to see him on the first night he returned to Silicon Valley. This should be something to be happy about, but she just couldn't be happy.

On the contrary, the mood is not bad.

Looking at her belly, the eyebrow pencil in her hand flew to the cloakroom and didn't know which corner.

She put her waist on one hand and covered her mouth with the other, walked back and forth in the cloakroom for a few times. Finally, she looked at her face in the mirror, took a deep breath, and sat back in front of the dressing table.

However, after 11 o'clock, I still didn't hear a knock on the door. I stood in front of the window, looked at the lights of the Wanjia outside the window, looked at my silhouette on the window, and the crystal cup containing apple juice. With a "clang", it was broken under the lights in the corner of the wall.

A spray-shaped flower quickly bloomed on the carefully selected wallpaper, but she didn't care at all.

At this moment, the sound of a gentle knock on the door finally rang out. With the sound of unlocking, Feng Yiping, carrying two paper bags, appeared at the door, "I seem to have heard something falling, are you okay?"

He hurried over and supported Mayer with concern.

Irving, who was still turning the door with a vigilant look on his face, said, "It's okay, my hand slipped accidentally,"

Feng Yiping held her hand, "Well, your hands are fine, you must be careful, your feet cannot slip, come, slow down,"

Owen closed the door gently.

Mayer suddenly broke out, "You came here in the middle of the night so hurryingly, just worried about this, right?" she said, pointing to her stomach.

"Then you can rest assured that the doctor said, everything is fine, do you want to read the report?"

"Come on, sit down," Feng Yiping still smiled, took her to the sofa and sat down, holding her face, "So beautiful! She is still so beautiful when she is angry. Do you know, I just like you this,"

He punched the cotton, and Mayer felt uncomfortable all over, but in addition to being uncomfortable, he felt a little unspeakable.

She turned her face to the side, "I'm happy to meet your request in the future,"

"But it's better not to do it recently," Feng Yiping said with a tangled look at Mayer's face turning and his face changed again. "You know, when I see you so beautiful, I always want to do something to you, but now, I can't do anything to you, alas!" He sighed, "So, can you not stimulate me now?"

Mayer didn't know what to say, so she raised her head, snorted heavily, and turned her face away.

It's strange that the anger that was unknown to the past suddenly dissipated a lot.

Feeling the body's reaction, she thought to herself, you boy, can you stop irritating me?

At this time, Feng Yiping hugged him from behind, "But, I can hold you and smell this familiar smell," he took a deep breath between her neck and said leisurely, "Well, it's so comfortable!"

Mayer couldn't help but want to adjust his posture, but he still didn't say anything softened. He just put it up all of a sudden. The ladder is not suitable now.

But she also closed her eyes and felt the breathing beside her ears and the heartbeat behind her. She felt extremely relieved and relaxed, and felt as if she was surrounded by invisible and intangible warmth.

It's just a hug, why am I almost satisfied?

In the spacious living room, two people hugging each other in a corner of the sofa gradually became consistent in their exhalation.

I don’t know how long it took, but when I was interrupted by Feng Yiping’s "By the way", Mayer opened his eyes and felt much more energetic. He felt that the rest just now was better than the effect of sleeping for one night last night.

"You wait a moment," Feng Yiping kissed her on the face, took out a thermal food box from a paper bag, and ran to the restaurant to get a bowl, "I cooked it myself tonight, you can try it,"

Mayer saw it and was a little puzzled, "Polenta?"

Is this something you are trying to prepare specifically?

"No, this is a magical grain from mysterious China. It is scientifically called corn, commonly known as millet, which calms the mind and nourishes the heart, strengthens the spleen and stomach, and is especially suitable for eating when you have nausea,"

Feng Yiping scooped a spoonful and blew it gently, "Come on, try it."

Mayer couldn't stand his behavior, "I'll do it myself."

"Okay, slow down, be careful to get hot, yes, how about it? It's delicious,"

Mayer gave him a blank look, "The point is that I can eat now,"

"No problem, there are still a lot in the bag. I also asked the chef to prepare a menu. It can not only be used to make porridge with various ingredients, but also cook rice and soup,"

"Also, do you know what's in this bag? Look, the best apples from Winach, Washington, and this one, lemons from Menton, France, and the best lemons in the area,"

"A cup of apple juice and a few drops of lemon will make you feel more energetic in one go,"

Mayer drank millet porridge, looked at him showing the two things he brought, and said, "Lemon? I heard that there is a saying in China that... if you like to eat sour food, you will have a son?"

Feng Yiping was silent, you think so much.

He walked over and sat down beside her, "I know you've been vomiting so badly recently, but I can't be with you. I'm very sorry, I just hope these things can alleviate your..."

"Okay," Mayer interrupted him.

She put down the bowl and was silent for a while, "I thought I was ready, but now I realize that in some things, I was not that strong..."

During this period, due to physical discomfort, her psychological pressure has been aggravated. In addition, Feng Yiping has been away recently, and she has undertaken all of this herself, especially considering that she will resign from Google next.

These changes in life and work, combined with physical changes, psychological changes during pregnancy... This is the reason why she was angry just now.

"No," Feng Yiping squatted down with her hand, "You can make such a decision, it's really strong enough, I'm not doing it well,"

"But don't worry, next, I will take time..."

"No," Mayer interrupted him, "I'm getting used to it, and the doctor said that things will gradually improve next time. I still have a lot of work to do and don't have so much time to accompany you,"

In fact, what she wanted was Feng Yiping's attitude.

And now, Feng Yiping's attitude is good enough.

Her response was not beyond Feng Yiping's expectations. It would be abnormal if she really held her stomach and did nothing next.

"Of course I respect your opinion, but when will your next check be at, I will definitely accompany you,"

He knew that during this period, they would be a little vulnerable, especially when other pregnant women were accompanied.

"I don't know, you don't have to worry about those," although I feel very relieved about the doctor's ethics, Mayer is not willing to cause a possible storm at such a time. She is very clear about Feng Yiping's situation.

These two people in Silicon Valley are rarely peaceful now, but if they know that they are related to him, they will definitely have to be together again.

"The attitude was good just now, come on," she handed Feng Yiping the bowl and spoon, "Feed me,"

"Okay," Dad Feng came online immediately, "Come on, take a few more bites,"

Mayer looked at his skillful movements, "The business is so skillful, right, you should be skillful,"

Feng Yiping didn't care about her sarcasm, "By the way, I'll have a video conference later,"

Mayer's face suddenly became cold again.

You can stay for a while and leave?

"So, can you go with me later? The lounge is very comfortable in my office building,"

"You're not worried about being known?" Mayer looked at him with a smile. "Oh, it's night now, there's no one, right?"

"I just want to be more..."

"Okay, I'll go,"
Chapter completed!