Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 395 Concealment
She was so nervous that even when Pei Ziheng gently placed her on the bed in the bedroom, she still didn't dare to move.

"The clothes are off," he said, "I'll get you a clean one."

Xia Ling looked down at the shirt on her body, there was only a little red wine stain on an inconspicuous place, if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see it at all.However, the Pei family has a lot of rules, and he has always been particular about it, so there is absolutely no reason for her to continue wearing this dress for dinner.

However, Xia Ling is even more unwilling to change clothes under his nose, who knows what will happen?Seeing him turn around and go to the walk-in closet to find clothes for her, she hurriedly jumped out of bed and said, "I'm going to take a shower."

He ran into the bathroom as if fleeing.

She locked the bathroom door,
Every time, when she covered herself tightly, Pei Ziheng's expression was not good.But for some reason, he never stopped her, and never really violated her.Often, Xia Ling would feel strange, when did he become so restrained and abstinent?She was already a prison in his cage, a fish on the chopping board, no matter how much he tortured her, she could not escape from his grasp.

On the contrary, it was such gentleness and patience that made her uneasy.

However, she never dared to ask him about this question, it would be a day if she could cheat, as long as the status quo was maintained, both the baby and her would be safe.Who would think that they have too many good days?

Pregnant women should not sit in the bath for too long. After taking a bath as quickly as possible, Xia Ling took out a set of pajamas from the small wardrobe in the bathroom and put them on.This set of pajamas was custom-made from a famous European brand. Last month, when the product catalog arrived, she chose the most conservative one without hesitation.

Pei Ziheng's face was gloomy, but he still ordered according to her wishes.

Top and bottom split cotton pajamas at home, long-sleeved trousers, buttoned to the neck meticulously.

Xia Ling walked out of the bathroom, the temperature difference inside and outside made her shiver slightly, and then she saw Pei Ziheng sitting by the bed, twisting an unlit cigarette between her fingers.The clothes he found for her were at hand, it was a large home blouse, embroidered with extremely beautiful and complicated dark flowers, it was her favorite style in the past.

"Done?" he said in a hoarse voice.

Xia Ling nodded, and stood by the bathroom door, the smell of cigarettes made her uncomfortable, so she didn't move.

"Come here," he said.

"You put out the cigarette," she said.

He frowned slightly, but he extinguished the cigarette as he said, and opened the window to diffuse the smell. "You don't plan to sing well now, why do you care about the smell of smoke?" he asked.

"I don't like to smell it." She said softly.With a baby in her arms, even if she can't announce it to the world now, she will create as healthy an environment as possible for it.

Pei Ziheng didn't pursue further, settled her down, took a large and clean white towel, and wiped her wet hair.

Familiar techniques and strength.

Back then, when their relationship was just right, he liked to do such things for her, treating her like a beautiful and delicate doll.The difference is that she was so happy back then, accepting all his cares without any worries, and even being petty-tempered, thinking that he was too heavy for one moment, and light for another moment...

In fact, no one knows better than Xia Ling that his methods are so comfortable and appropriate, but she just likes the feeling of being pampered and pampered by him, as if all her willfulness and unreasonableness can be forgiven.

However, now, everything has changed.

She was worried about the little life in her belly, the steak for dinner was not to her liking, and she wondered if the baby would feel hungry?There is also the matter of medication during pregnancy, if Feng Kun didn't reply to her for a day, she couldn't feel at ease for a day...

While in a trance, Pei Ziheng said, "Didn't you have enough for dinner? What do you want for supper? I'll let Zhou Ma do it."

Xia Ling came back to her senses: "Something lighter, porridge and kimchi."

Pei Ziheng still gently wiped her wet hair: "So plain? The nutrition will not keep up."

Xia Ling thinks about it too. Some time ago, in order to avoid morning sickness, she had already eaten very lightly. Now that she has successfully made Pei Ziheng think that they had "sexed", it doesn't matter if there is some nausea reaction.More importantly, the baby in the stomach has been wronged for a long time, and the nutrition must keep up.

"Then let's make some soup," Xia Ling said, "I haven't had crucian carp soup for a long time."

"You didn't like to eat these before," Pei Ziheng said, but he didn't object. "I probably don't have crucian carp at home. I'll have someone bring it from the old house. You can eat something else first." There are only two masters, he and Xia Ling, who live here, and the ingredients that are always prepared on weekdays are their favorites, such as crucian carp soup, which can't be ordered once in a year or so, and is not on the menu.The old house is different, there are many people from the Pei clan living there, all of them are rich and expensive, and their tastes are tricky, and the big kitchen over there will prepare all kinds of ingredients.

Xia Ling said: "If it's too troublesome, don't use it, let's change to pork rib soup."

"I'll ask Mama Zhou to cook the pork ribs first, and then make the fish soup when the crucian carp arrives. You can eat both." Pei Ziheng is always patient with her, and it's rare that she wants to eat anything, so of course she tries her best to satisfy it.

Xia Ling stopped talking and let him make arrangements.

At night, the pork rib soup was served first, and she felt uncomfortable after taking two sips, so she pushed it away.Then crucian carp soup was brought up, and she couldn't stand the smell. For the sake of the baby's health, she reluctantly ate a few mouthfuls, but couldn't help but push away the bowl and chopsticks.

Pei Ziheng was very worried, and repeated the old saying that he needed to call a doctor.

Xia Ling comforted him: "In a few days, maybe it's just that I've just started working and I'm not used to it, so I'm tired and have a bad appetite." Seeing Pei Ziheng's expression of disapproval, she said, "I really don't like injections. Take the medicine, I promise to take a good rest these few days, if it doesn't work, you can make an appointment with the doctor?"

"If it doesn't improve after a few days, I have to see a doctor." Pei Ziheng said.

Xia Ling nodded, and first got over the barrier in front of her.

(End of this chapter)