May I love you for the rest of my life

Chapter 12 ~ Not That Hobby (4~5)

After a long time, many memories have begun to blur, but Ling Chuxia's smile at him for the first time was not something he could resist, and it was imprinted in his heart so abruptly that it could never be erased.
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Shi Che's hand let go of Ling Chuxia abruptly, and then clasped her shoulder with one hand. After turning over a little, Ling Chuxia was lying with his back to him, with her black hair hanging down to cover her cheeks. Goodbye You can't see her face, you can't see the humble and respectful expression on her face.

Ling Chuxia originally thought that he was really going to be suffocated by Shi Che, but he suddenly let go of his hand, but Ling Chuxia hadn't taken a good breath yet, only felt a whirlwind, and his whole body was completely turned upside down .

She lay on the bed for a long time before she was able to recover a little bit. She took a breath and slowly raised her head.

Shi Che was lying on the side, his black eyes slightly closed, his breathing was still a little short, his brows were furrowed, and he looked a little uncomfortable.

Ling Chuxia looked at Shi Che's expression. Although she was a little afraid in her heart, she still couldn't forget her responsibility. She insisted on half-supporting her body, and leaned over slightly with worry and concern, "Master, are you still not feeling well? Do you have a headache? ? Do you want to take some medicine?"

Shi Che opened his eyes all of a sudden.

He turned his face slightly and looked at Ling Chuxia. She stared at him worriedly, lest he feel uncomfortable at all.

Shi Che stared at her for a long time, then slowly curled the corners of his lips, and laughed a few times.

Ling Chuxia didn't know why Shi Che suddenly laughed, and she didn't think that what she asked was funny, but his laughter really made Ling Chuxia feel flustered.

She swallowed subconsciously, "What... what's wrong?"

Shi Che didn't speak, stood up straight, opened the drawer of the bedside table, skillfully took out a box of medicine from it, and threw it directly at her.

The square box just hit her head, along her cheek, and fell on the bed.

"Eat it."

The deep voice was still slightly hoarse, but it was extremely cold, without a trace of warmth.

Ling Chuxia's face was slightly unbearable, she just wanted to get pregnant and have a child, so no matter how fearful and reluctant, no matter how rough Shi Che treated her, she resisted it and kept silent.

But in the end, Shi Che still threw her medicine as before...

In this way, she will never be able to conceive for the rest of her life. If she can't conceive, she won't be able to complete the task Mrs. Shi entrusted to her. Then...

Ling Chuxia didn't dare to think about the consequences.

She looked at the box on the bed, pursed her lips, and clenched her hands vigorously, but mustered up her courage, raised her head, and looked at Shi Che who was putting on clothes one by one.

She took a deep breath, considered her words, and said in a low voice, "Well...we've been married for three years, shouldn't...should we have a...child?"

Shi Che was buttoning up his shirt when he heard this and paused for a moment, then he raised his eyes and looked at Ling Chuxia.

Ling Chuxia lowered her head slightly, not daring to look at him, she bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, her fingers unconsciously grabbed the sheet, her fingertips were slightly white.

She was wrapped in a thin quilt, revealing her slender shoulders. I don't know if it was because of some fear, but her shoulders trembled slightly, revealing a trace of tenderness, which made people feel pity.

Shi Che's heart moved slightly, a touch of softness appeared in his dark eyes, his voice was still ice-cold, tinged with coolness, but also trembling imperceptibly, "Would you like , or does Mom want it?"

Shi Che's words made Ling Chuxia slightly taken aback.She didn't notice Shi Che's tone, she just felt that Shi Che asked this question very strangely.

She frowned slightly, her big eyes were filled with doubt and incomprehension, she looked at Shi Che, and asked in confusion, "Is there any difference?"

Whether Mrs. Shi wants it or she wants it, the result is to have a child, isn't it?
But after Ling Chuxia asked this sentence, she could clearly see that Shi Che's already expressionless face darkened rapidly, as if a storm had suddenly struck, catching people off guard.

It turned from cloudy to heavy rain again, but it was only a blink of an eye.

Shi Che curled the corners of his lips coldly, his black eyes couldn't help rolling, but his voice was very soft, as light as a feather brushing against your ears, but it was enough to shock your heart.

"In order to complete my mother's task, you really took great pains. A puppet can do it so willingly. Oh, no, calling you a puppet is still overestimating you. At best, you are just a tool."

(End of this chapter)