He touched her belly with a smile: "That's it. As you said just now, once a woman is pregnant with a child, she can't leave even if she wants to. This is a very good way to keep you."

Knowing how much he cared about her, she thumped his chest coquettishly: "We are all married, if we don't go with you, who else can I go with."

"Yes, yes, yes, then let's go back." She wrapped his arms around his waist and walked towards the door.

She turned her head and wanted to say goodbye to Ling Muze for the last time, but she saw that he was completely absent in the living room. She was so angry that she was almost out of breath. In his eyes, she was a scourge, and she was afraid to avoid it.

Opening the door, as soon as they walked to the door, there was a clanging, uniform, and powerful welcome: "Respectfully invite the princess to return to the palace."

However, it is the language of country a.

Fortunately, it is the language of country A. If it is her own language, she will definitely be frightened by the thunder, just like the ancient emperor's battle to welcome the concubine who ran away in anger into the palace, can it not be thundered.

Even though she has been a princess for some time, she still doesn't get used to the clanging and forceful greetings from the royal soldiers, maids, and servants from time to time, as well as groveling at every turn, which is really hard for her to bear.

However, since you want to be the princess of the man you love for life, you have to work hard to adapt, right?

He nodded gracefully and gracefully to the royal soldiers, and walked side by side with the prince towards the helicopter parked at the front.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bedroom on the second floor and watching the helicopters take off one after another, he heaved a sigh of relief. The 'God of Plague' had finally left.

Immediately, I felt extremely relaxed. I lay down on the large double bed and wanted to replenish my sleep, but suddenly remembered Bai Shuixi's phone call.

I don't know what urgent matter she has to find herself?

Thinking that she wouldn't call him if she had nothing to do, suppressing her unhappiness, she dialed her phone, but it rang for a long time before she answered.

Damn it, how dare you not answer the phone.

He threw his phone aside angrily, and didn't bother to meddle in her business anymore. Whether she lived or died had nothing to do with him.

Obviously tired and drowsy, but unable to fall asleep, he deliberately paid attention to the ringtone.

After a while, he tossed and turned irritably when she still called.

"We didn't talk in the dark, you just want to go home, you don't want to go home, the loneliness is as deep as the sea, it's too scary, gentle your hand, gently rubbing my hair..."

The ringtone of the mobile phone was particularly loud in the quiet air, and he didn't want to pick it up annoyed, but he picked up the phone in action.

Just as he was about to pick it up, it wasn't her calling, but another woman who had been dumped a long time ago.

Annoyed, he pressed it down, thinking that she didn't have the guts to answer his call, and thinking that something might happen to her, his heart tightened suddenly, and he dialed her number again without hesitation.

"Fireflies, fireflies, fly slowly, in summer nights, in summer nights, the wind blows gently..." It was a very naive children's song, but his heart felt sour after listening to it, as if acid water had been poured on it.

It rang for a long time, but still no see.

"Damn it, it's better if you really have something to do. If you dare not answer my call on purpose, you're screwed."

With a low curse, he got up from the bed, picked up the suit jacket hanging on the rack, put it on, and walked out of the room with a dark face.

In the apartment, Shui Xi, who just came back from grocery shopping, was humming and washing vegetables in the kitchen.

A few days ago, she lay in bed almost all day long, and when she climbed out of bed, she ate cold food and cold food. Now that the wound has finally healed and the pain is gone, she plans to cook a warm meal to recuperate her body.

I don't know if she was out of luck or in bad luck. She was injured one after another. Her body was not very good. After these injuries, she became weaker and weaker. When her period came, she felt like she was about to die. The painful internal organs were all tangled together group.

With such a bad body, if she doesn't take proper supplements, she will suffer even more in the future. It seems that she not only needs to supplement her nutrition, but also strengthen her exercise every day. Getting up early and running in the morning is a good choice.

Anyway, if I eat alone, I don’t need to overcook the food. As long as it is nutritious, I can eat enough for one meal. If I leave the excess for the next meal, it may be harmful to my body.

Therefore, she bought three dishes, pork ribs with radish, roast beef with yam, and fried wild rice with mushrooms. They were all light in taste, which were more beneficial to her injuries.

After washing the dishes, she put the radish on the cutting board and was about to cut it, when a furious roar sounded from behind: "Damn woman, you are so brave, how dare you not answer my phone call."

The frightened hand jerked, and the knife cut impartially on the thumb of his left hand.

"Ah~~~" Almost the entire thumb was cut off, she screamed in pain, her face was pale, and cold sweat oozes from her forehead.

Ling Muze was also frightened by her screams. Seeing that her thumb was covered in blood and was still sliding down her wrist, he was about to pick her up and plan to send her to the hospital.

"It hurts, don't, don't, you wipe off the blood with a towel first, and then quickly bandage me to stop the bleeding." Her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and she said with difficulty.

"How can this be done? There's so much blood flowing." He saw her face in pain, and his heart was pounding nervously. There was so much blood, half of her fingers must have been cut off, right?

"I, I've experienced this kind of thing before, just do as I say." She spoke with difficulty, dripping with cold sweat.

When she was young, she and Ling Muze once sat in front of the pigsty at home to cut pigweed. No matter what she said, Ling Muze ignored her. In a panic, the sharp knife cut the index finger of her left hand.

It can be said that half of the finger was cut off, and the index finger was half hung and bleeding profusely. She screamed in pain, and Ling Muze hurried to a nearby shop to buy bandages.

It was winter at that time, and it was very cold. After Ling Muze rushed back, the blood was frozen and solidified, and the feeling could not be described as pain at all.

Later, although the index finger healed, it left a deep crescent-shaped scar, and it was not as flexible as before.

Seeing that she was in so much pain, Ling Muze hurriedly ran to the bathroom to get a towel according to what she said, and carefully wiped the bleeding for her. During this period, every time she groaned in pain, his hands would not be affected. Trembling under control.

But the injury was very serious, and just after wiping it, new blood flowed out and stained his finger. He was worried that the blood would flow more and more, so he stopped doing the useless work of wiping, and directly brought a Band-Aid to wrap his thumb.

However, one was not enough to stick it on at all, and blood came out along the gap, so he quickly took another band-aid and pasted it on, which stopped the bleeding.

After finishing his work, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but she suppressed the pain and said nothing, but her pale face showed her pain.

"It's okay, the wound will heal in a few days, you don't have to worry." She comforted.

It was rare for him to feel guilty, and he kept silent without saying a word. With his stubborn personality, he would never say the word "sorry", even though she almost broke her fingers.

He won't apologize, and he won't say anything nice. He will always be the one who is right: "Who told you not to answer my call? Look, retribution is coming."

"Ling Muze, you, why are you such a bastard, you." She was angry.

Is this what people say?

It's fine if you don't apologize, but he can still say such sarcastic remarks, and he is the only one who can do this kind of shameless thing.

As long as you stay with him, things will continue to go bad, either you will hurt this or that, and you may die at his hands one day.

Bazi does not match, definitely does not match.

"You want to die, how dare you call me an asshole." He was about to knock her on the head in displeasure, but when he thought that her hand was so miserable that it was almost broken, he forbearance didn't hit her.

"You fight, why don't you fight? Anyway, you Ling Muze is the king who dominates everything. You can fight if you want, and you can scold if you want. I can't resist you." She opened her eyes wide and leaned in front of him and said angrily.

"If you tell me to hit me, I'll hit it. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?" Knowing that he was wronged, he still insisted.

Seeing that he had hurt her so badly, she still looked completely righteous, and she was so angry that she pressed her head against his chest and pushed it out of the kitchen: "Go, go, I don't want to see you, every time I follow you There is nothing good to be together, and the old wound just adds a new wound, if you don’t want me to scrap it in advance, you should stay away from me quickly.”

Realizing that he was being pushed to the kitchen door, he immediately came to his senses and declared to her: "This is my apartment, why do you let me go, I will go, who do you think you are?"

"Okay, then I'll go to the head office." She was hurt and angry, and didn't want to get entangled with this unreasonable bastard.

She was about to walk past her, but a pair of hands grabbed her arm, pulling on the wound, causing her facial expression to twist in pain.

"I'm leaving, I don't obstruct your eyes, what else do you want?" The mood was extremely bad, the victim was so miserable, and he was treated unreasonably, anyone would have a temper.

"Don't forget the contract you made before, as long as my hatred for Ling Yucheng is not eliminated, and your use of you is not exhausted, you will never want to leave." He obviously couldn't see her go and wanted to keep her, but what he said had a different meaning.

Shui Xi stopped in his tracks and looked at him coldly: "You are despicable, you always threaten me with this."

Thinking of her being so tolerant for Ling Yucheng, she felt very uncomfortable, and her tone was harsh and harsh: "I just threaten you, you don't have to be threatened by me, you can go freely, don't care about Ling Yucheng's life or death."

He almost vomited blood because of his tough words, and really wanted to stay away from this bastard, but his threat did not dare to make her take it lightly, she had already come this far for Ling Yucheng, if she just left like this, all the sacrifices she had made before would be worthless. What's the point, I just let this bastard play for nothing.

He clenched his fists tightly, suppressed his anger, and said no more words.

Since it is wrong to say anything, it is better not to say it, lest the more you say it, the more angry you become.

Really, my stomach hurts.

"Gulu, Gulu..." The stomach sang empty city tricks, so hungry.

But now that his hand is injured, he can't cook the food, he can't cook the dishes, he has nothing to eat, and he has to face this guy who is tossing himself all the time.

Ah, it's really going to collapse.

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