After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

"What if I'm not pregnant?"

After I said these words, Meng Fan had to admit in her heart that she had accidentally been stuck for a few seconds because of Rong Huaishen's words, but she soon woke up.

In fact, she knew very well that she was not pregnant at all, but she just wanted to know how Rong Huaishen would respond?

"Ha, don't talk again. Rong Huaishen, aren't you very good at playing the emotional card?" Meng Fanyan looked at him opposite with a smile.

Rong Huai's eyes focused deeply: "You may not be willing to listen to what I want to say."

"Okay, let's not talk about it then." The remaining smile on Meng Fan's face disappeared completely. She picked up the spoon and scooped up the fried rice, but she couldn't swallow a bite.

Seeing this, Rong Huaishen stood up, poured her a glass of warm water, and put it next to her hand.

Meng Fan glanced at the glass of water in his hand. For some reason, he suddenly lost his temper and knocked the glass over with his hand.

Rong Huaishen didn't avoid it, and the water accidentally spilled some on his shirt, blending with the black color.

He wasn't angry, and didn't wipe it with a tissue. He just stood up, changed the cup, poured her another cup, and put it in the original place.

However, Meng Fan put down the chopsticks in his hand at this moment. She said with a cold expression, "Why are you pretending to be nice to me? There is no one else here. Are you putting on a show to trick me?"

Rong Huaishen frowned and looked straight at her: "It is my duty to take care of you."

Meng Fan laughed angrily: "Rong Huaishen, you are so lucky. Take back the sentence that it is your obligation to be good to me. I don't need you as a husband."

After saying that, she stood up directly. She didn't want to take a bite of the fried rice.

Just as she took a step out of her seat, Rong Huaishen's voice came from behind: "Even if you are not pregnant, we will live well in the future."

Meng Fan paused, and for a moment she thought Rong Huaishen's words were her hallucinations.

She turned back and stared at him sitting there: "What did you say?"

Rong Huaishen stood up, and the light reflected on his shirt. Meng Fan saw the water-soaked mark on his shirt, which was her masterpiece just now.

"Meng Fan."

He called her name.

Meng Fan came back to his senses and looked at him.

Rong Huaishen took two steps forward, stood in front of Meng Fan, and repeated what he said just now: "If you are not pregnant, we will live well, okay?"

At this moment, Meng Fan heard his own chaotic heartbeat.

It goes by faster and faster, without the original rhythm.

She took a deep breath, then raised a symbolic fake smile: "You don't have to tell me that I'm unhappy, just say a few nice words to comfort me. It's really not necessary, because I won't take what you just said seriously."

Rong Huaishen's frown turned into a shallow river.

"Okay, I know everything..." Meng Fan said objectively and rationally: "I know that if I really get pregnant, not only will you be happy, but Rong's parents will also be happy. I also know that Rong's parents are happy because Rong's parents are happy. The family attaches great importance to blood; and you are happy because I have left an heir to your Rong family, and you can sit back and relax with your Shen Zhiyao from now on, and the Rong family will not say anything for the sake of the child."

After saying so many words in one breath, Meng Fan felt his mouth was dry.

She turned her head and glanced at the glass of water on the table, thinking that it was not in vain.

She just picked it up and took half a sip when she heard Rong Huaishen ask: "When did you switch to writing scripts?"

"Ahem..." Meng Fan almost choked.

She looked at Rong Huaishen, puzzled: "What?"

Rong Huaishen made a fair comment: "The editing is very exciting. If you continue to edit it, how about I invest in making it into a TV series?"

Meng Fan: "..."

What and what? She was telling him about reality, and he said she was talking about cross talk!

Meng Fan was too lazy to talk to him anymore, put down the water glass, turned around and went back to lie down on the bed.

Rong Huaishen rolled up his sleeves, picked up the fried rice on the table and came to the bedside. He said, "No matter what, you have to eat some. A little is fine."

Meng Fan's attitude was very clear: "I won't eat it."

Rong Huaishen sat down by the bed: "Then I'll feed you."

As soon as these words came out, Meng Fan's eyes widened instantly.

This was obviously a reaction of disbelief.

Rong Huaishen deliberately took the spoon and put the rice to her mouth. Seeing that she didn't open her mouth, he said in a coaxing and unconscious tone: "Can you have some?"

Meng Fan was determined not to take a bite, but when Rong Huaishen actually fed it to her with his own hands and asked her to eat in a coaxing tone, she opened her mouth by accident.

The first bite was taken in like this.

Meng Fan's stomach had been empty all day long, and he was already hungry. After taking this bite, he actually whetted his appetite without feeling nauseous.

"Take another bite." Rong Huaishen fed him another spoonful.

Meng Fan still ate.

Rong Huaishen continued to feed and coax.

Meng Fan's cheek had not subsided: "You are trying to coax a child to eat!"

Rong Huai frowned and smiled: "Aren't you just coaxing the child?"

Meng Fan opened her mouth to refute, but Rong Huaishen took the opportunity to put another mouthful of rice into her mouth: "First fill your stomach."

Meng Fan's cheeks became more bulging, and he couldn't say clearly: "I can't eat much."

He said, "I'll eat the rest."

Meng Fan stopped chewing his cheeks: "You didn't eat either?"

She wasn't sure, so she asked again, but she thought it was impossible. He just said that on purpose. How could he eat the rest of her food?

"I have been on the road since I received the phone call at two o'clock in the afternoon, until I saw you and took you to the hospital. Until now, I have drank half a bottle of water."

He said these words slowly and unhurriedly, but his hand movements did not stop and he continued to feed the food to her mouth.

Meng Fan didn't open his mouth.

He asked: "You can't eat anymore after only three bites?"

Meng Fan shook his head.

He said: "Then take a few more bites."

Meng Fan suddenly asked: "Why don't you buy two meals?"

Rong Huaishen's answer surprised Meng Fan: "I bought it in a hurry and didn't consider my share."

I just want to go out to eat later, or not eat at all.

Meng Fan felt mixed emotions in her heart. She raised her finger and pointed at the fried rice: "You can eat it."

Rong Huai knew what she was thinking and suggested, "Then let's eat together."

Meng Fan's expression froze.

What does eating together mean? How to eat together? Each person bites half the spoon? still? ? ?

Just when Meng Fan's brain was shut down and she didn't understand what Rong Huaishen meant by eating together, she saw Rong Huaishen taking a mouthful of fried rice first, then feeding another mouthful to her mouth: "It's you."

"..."

Meng Fan looked at each other for a long time, but Meng Fan didn't open his mouth.

Rong Huaishen: "Dislike it?"

"No!" Meng Fan came back to his senses, with a hint of embarrassment in his guilty expression: "So this is how you eat."

A slight curve formed at the corner of Rong Huaishen's lips: "So you thought we would eat it together, how did you eat it? I would chew it in my mouth and then feed it to your mouth?"

"Hey, Rong Huaishen, don't be so disgusting!" Meng Fan looked disgusted.

She didn't mean to be so exaggerated!

The curve of Rong Huaishen's lips deepened a lot, reminding her: "If you don't eat, the food will get cold. I won't go out and buy a second portion."

Meng Fan said, "If the rice is really cold, why don't you buy it?"

Rong Huaishen said nothing and looked at her.

"Oh, I just won't ask." Meng Fan couldn't see his expression.

After the meal, Rong Huaishen tidied up briefly. He is a CEO who has someone take care of everything for him. He never does these things himself. Meng Fan's eyes were opened tonight.

Meng Fan didn't eat much at the end of the meal. Fortunately, she didn't vomit after finishing the meal. She finally had some food in her stomach that had been empty all day.

It's not too late after dinner, eleven o'clock is the busiest time outside. This is the case in Licheng. Normally people stay up late at eleven or twelve o'clock, but in the summer and autumn of Licheng it is not long after dark at eleven or twelve o'clock.

The cumin smell on the mutton skewers was wrapped in chili peppers, and it drifted over from who knows which street and got into the window.

Meng Fan was unwell and unfit to go out.

But smelling the fragrance, she couldn't sleep, and looked at the window eagerly: "This is the ninth floor, why does the smell of cumin fly so high..."

"Rong Huaishen, do you prefer the fat and lean mutton kebabs, or pure lean meat?"

A 'swish' sound.

Rong Huaishen closed the curtains: "I don't even like it."

Meng Fan's face was full of speechlessness. She sighed: "Can't I smell it?"

Rong Huaishen reminded her: "Your saliva is about to flow out."

Meng Fan quickly wiped her mouth and found no saliva. She was even more speechless and turned over to lie on her side with her back to him.

The quilt was lifted behind her, and someone lay down behind her. Meng Fan turned around, but Rong Huaishen pressed her shoulders: "Go to sleep."

Meng Fan reminded him: "Are you sure you want to share a bed with me, a patient?"

Rong Huaishen said: "If I sleep with you, don't I feel more secure than your underwear?"

"..."

Meng Fan raised his knees and wanted to kick him out of bed, but this time Rong Huaishen set his guard in advance and she couldn't reach him.

"Take off your underwear," he said.

Meng Fan was dissatisfied: "You take care of too much."

"I am your husband."

"My husband is not allowed to care about me either."

"It's been a long time, it seems you want me to help you, I'm very happy, wife." The last voice said, the pronunciation of the word was specially emphasized.

"You are not allowed to touch me!" Meng Fan resisted turning over, but was pressed deeply into Rong Huai's arms and could not move at all.

"Rong Huaishen!"

"Maybe you can call me husband."

"You won't cry even if you die..."

"It's untied, raise your hands."

"..."
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The next morning, it was just past seven o'clock.

Wen Zhi came out of the house with her hair loose and wearing the same skirt as yesterday. She didn't know that there was a big temperature difference between morning and night here, so she sneezed when she got back into the house when the cold wind blew.

Nian Xun's voice came from the mobile phone: "Licheng is a place with a temperate continental climate. The temperature difference between day and night is very large. You have to wear thicker clothes before going out this morning. I remember there is a saying..."

The voice on the other end of the phone paused for a few seconds until Nian Xun remembered: "Put on a fur coat in the morning and a veil in the afternoon."

Wen Zhiweng replied: "I know."

She went to the cabinet to find a coat, which was brought to her by someone from Shang Hexing last night. She thought she couldn't wear it, but she was slapped in the face.

"Are you still used to living there?" Nian Xun asked.

Wen Zhi wrapped up his coat, zipped it up and picked up his phone: "It's fine, you don't have to worry."

Nian Xun: "I'm not worried."

Wen Zhi took advantage of the situation and asked, "Can I stay a few more days?"

Nian Xun: "Don't push yourself too far."

Wen Zhi: "...Oh."

Nian Xun asked again: "Are you still used to eating?"

"Shang Hexing was afraid that I wouldn't be used to eating, so he asked the kitchen to cook me the usual meals yesterday, but I ate the naan. It was delicious. I'll bring it to you when I get back." It's better to say that Wen Zhi is reporting. share.

For her, Nian Xun is like a family member. She can't remember her parents, and her dependence on Nian Xun is probably the same dependence on her parents in her heart.

But she didn't dare to say that, for fear that Nian Xun would be angry.

After all, this man didn't even allow her to be called uncle.

"You still have two days, I hope you remember." Nian Xun reminded her.

Wen Zhi responded to him: "I know."

At this time, there were three knocks on the door. Wen Zhi looked up and saw Shang Hexing pushing the door open and coming in. He was holding a furry thing in his hand. At first glance, he couldn't tell what it was.

"Did you go out just now?" Shang Hexing walked in and asked.

Wen Zhi didn't meet Shang Hexing when he went out. She didn't know how he knew, but she still nodded truthfully: "I went out for a trip, but it was too cold outside, so I came back."

After saying that, she put the phone on the table, but forgot to hang up.

Shang He walked over and saw that she had put on her coat, so he put the hat on her head: "I didn't have time to tell you last night, don't go out too early in the morning."

"Hey~" Wen Zhi raised his hand and touched the hat on his head: "It's so soft. It feels very warm when you put it on."

It is a one-piece mink hat. It is top-notch in terms of feel, warmth, and workmanship.

"Mr. Shang is quite generous."

An inappropriate male voice came from the mobile phone.

Wen Zhi completely forgot that she had not hung up the call with Nian Xun. She immediately picked up the phone: "I have something else to tell you, eh..."

Just when Wen Zhi was about to hang up, Shang Hexing suddenly took the phone from her hand, then raised it to talk to Nian Xun: "Mr. Nian, what do you think?"

Nian Xun knew that as soon as he said something, Shang Hexing would be unable to sit still: "How dare I have any opinions? Mr. Shang is joking."

"It's fine if you don't. Besides," Shang Hexing reminded: "It's not appropriate to call my fiancée if you have nothing to do."

Wen Zhi listened with fear and did not dare to interrupt.

"Whether it's suitable or not is not up to you. Don't forget, Mu Yanzhou personally entrusted Wen Zhi to my care. This means that I am the only one he likes and trusts."

Shang Hexing: "Not necessarily."

But the more Nian Xun spoke, the more proud he sounded: "If Mu Yanzhou had already thought highly of you, why didn't he entrust it to you? This means that Mu Yanzhou has never thought highly of you. I hope you are aware of this."

Nian Xun's words were not polite at all.

However, Shang Hexing was not irritated by Nian Xun's words. He said calmly: "I don't need to remind you who the real person should be."

Nian Xun chuckled and didn't take these words to heart.

Shang Hexing: "Mr. Nian, please take this advice and keep a low profile in everything."

Nian Xun, who was fearless one second, said: "..." the next second

Being threatened.

"Wen Zhi." Nian Xun suddenly shouted.

Wen Zhi was about to respond subconsciously, but then Shang Hexing looked at her and their eyes met. Wen Zhi had to pretend not to hear Nian Xun call her and silently shut his mouth.

"Mr. Nian, what else do you want to say to my fiancée?" Shang Hexing asked.

Nian Xun: "There are still two days."

Shang Hexing hung up immediately.

Putting the phone on the table, he took Wen Zhi's hand and said, "Go have breakfast."

Wen Zhi hurriedly asked: "Where are you going after breakfast?"

Shang Hexing: "Take you to see grandma."