Born to be pregnant

Chapter 150 Don't eat the food that comes from you!

But in just two seconds, her distracted and fascinated mind woke up, she blushed and pushed him away immediately, and got out of bed anxiously after throwing off the quilt.

But she was in a coma for a long time, her body was weak, and she fell down limply just as her feet hit the ground. Fortunately, Fu Shaoqian was behind her in time to support her. She blushed and thanked her, and hurried away Toilet.

The first thing I do is to squeeze the toothpaste, take the water cup to catch the water, and then brush my teeth vigorously!
But the toothbrush moved a lot, and the corners of her mouth were stimulated by the toothpaste and the pain spread. She hissed and looked up at herself in the mirror, almost not being frightened.

Most of the girl's face in the mirror was covered with bruises, her originally delicate facial features were slightly deformed due to redness and swelling, she had no sense of beauty, gauze was attached to her right forehead, her long hair was messily draped over her shoulders, messy and sloppy——

Did she use this ghostly look to kiss Fu Shaoqian just now?It was so kind of him not to push her away.

Grinning, she endured the pain and raised her jaw slightly. Seeing the shocking strangle marks, she couldn't help shaking her shoulders again, feeling scared for a while.

If Fu Shaoqian had come a few minutes later, or if that person had been more ruthless, would she have no chance of waking up and never see him again?
She stood in a daze in front of the mirror, not even noticing that he came in, until the toothbrush cup in her hand was taken away, a clean towel was soaked in the sink, and the towel was wrung dry with a light twist of her big bony hands. Tang Mowan woke up like a dream, took it with a white face and washed his face, and the cold towel touched his face, and his mind suddenly became clear.

In this narrow bathroom, they were standing very close, their skins were almost touching. Tang Mowan leaned against the washstand with his waist and put the towel aside. When Fu Shaoqian stretched out his hand, she snuggled into his arms. Arms wrapped around his strong waist and hugged her tightly. Fu Shaoqian's shirt rubbed against her chest, and there was nothing under the loose hospital gown, so she was extra sensitive. She was embarrassed to continue kissing just now because of shame, and now she brushed her teeth I also washed my face, but I was afraid that my face would be unsightly.

She slightly pushed his body away and raised her eyes to look at him, but it was still a bit difficult, because the corners of her eyes were bruised, and the orange light she saw cast a faint shadow on top of his head when she looked up. The whole person hugged and sat on the flat surface next to the washstand, so she didn't have to look at him so hard.

With his legs crossed and dangling in mid-air a few times, he stared at her face and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Tang Mowan looked at his dark pupils with a sharp light, she smiled and said it didn't hurt.

But when he pressed his hand to the wound at the corner of her mouth and asked seriously if it hurt, she could no longer say frankly that it didn't hurt.

And his complexion changed slightly due to the pain.

He quickly pulled his hands, she looked down at his dark trousers, and he, already close to her, once again hugged her shoulders into his arms, absorbing the warmth and breath of his body, she Finally forced back the sourness in his eyes: "Actually, it's only a little pain, and it's all skin trauma. It will be fine in two days. Did those people catch it?"

"Well, the police will come to give you a statement tomorrow, and you can answer truthfully."

"Oh, are those people trying to get revenge on me?" She tried to think about the cause and effect, "Or because of money? You didn't answer me just now, how do they know that I have money?"

"Don't think about it yet, the police are still investigating, and I can't answer this question for you for the time being."

The smile in her eyes was even bigger: "Then don't talk about this, talk about the swan."

"What swan?"

Fu Shaoqian looked at her in puzzlement. Tang Mowan raised his hands above his head, raised his chin slightly, and made a ballet dancing pose. Fu Shaoqian instantly understood and smiled lowly.

"Don't laugh!" Tang Mowan stopped her, with a serious expression on his face, "Did your grandfather make things difficult for you?"

"No." He pinched her plump cheeks, "Don't think too much about it, I'll take care of the rest."

At a glance, Han Xiaduo knew that she was not the kind of woman who would let it go, especially that aloof and natural attitude, which made Tang Mowan very uncomfortable, but the huge interests involved in the Fu and Han families were indeed not something he could explain to her in a few words Obviously, she can only believe that Fu Shaoqian will handle it properly.

There was a knock on the door, and she was overjoyed, hanging on his neck: "The takeaway is here, you carry me out."

He lifted her up without much effort, thinking it was a takeaway, but someone had already entered, standing in the middle of the ward, it turned out to be Lu Yunshen.

Lu Yun was still deeply wounded, walking on crutches, wearing the same blue hospital gown as Tang Mowan, and holding a stainless steel insulated bucket. Seeing Fu Shaoqian coming out of the bathroom with Tang Mowan in his arms, he was startled.

Tang Mowan also felt embarrassed, struggling to jump off Fu Shaoqian, but he didn't move at all, and slapped her buttocks with one hand without changing his face: "Move, didn't you ask me to carry you out, go to the bed and lie down." .”

Tang Mowan's face was flushed, and Fu Shaoqian hugged her and put her back on the bed, then covered her with a quilt, like an obedient child being taken care of, although she complained on her mouth, but there was a trace of sweetness in her heart, seeing Lu Yunshen still standing there , quickly said: "Senior, don't stand there, go and sit down over there."

Fu Shaoqian intentionally moved a chair to Lu Yunshen's lap in a very airy manner: "Mr. Lu, don't stand so hard, sit down and have a rest."

"No need." Lu Yunshen loosened his clenched fingers again, and handed the thermos bucket to Fu Shaoqian, "My mother just brought over the soup, and I can't finish it all by myself, let's give it to Mowan. Take good care of him, and I'll take care of him first." gone."

"...Senior!" Tang Mowan looked at the moment Lu Yunshen turned around, and couldn't help calling out to him. After speaking, he watched him turn around slowly. For a while, he didn't know what to say That's good.

He stood at the door of the ward, the dazzling white light from the ceiling shone on him, the large hospital gown was worn on him, and there was a sense of elegance and dignity, his deep eyes fell on her face, like a bronze mirror , she was slightly absent-minded.

He seemed to be waiting for her to continue talking, Tang Mowan licked the dry corners of his lips, and smiled dryly: "Thank you for the soup."

Lu Yunshen nodded and left the ward.

The takeaway boy hadn't arrived yet, Tang Mowan was so hungry that his eyes fell on the stainless steel thermos bucket on the bedside table. Fu Shaoqian glanced at her, and she retracted her neck pitifully, hugging her knees with both hands, laughing Twice: "Actually, I'm not very hungry, let's wait for the takeaway."

But it started to rain outside, and the raindrops slapped on the glass window, and a lot of raindrops penetrated into the half-opened window, Fu Shaoqian hurried over and closed the window tightly.Then she turned back, opened the thermos, found clean bowls and chopsticks, and poured out the thick soup in it for her, and the aroma immediately overflowed.

Bai Jiangxue cooked the soup very well, and used a lot of precious medicinal ingredients in it. Tang Mowan heard her stomach singing a resounding concerto. When Fu Shaoqian handed the bowl to her, her eyes sparkled.

At this time, there was another knock on the door. Fu Shaoqian handed the bowl to her and went to open the door. It was the takeaway guy who finally came late.

Fu Shaoqian signed and paid, and came in with a takeaway bag.

Another takeaway from a famous five-star hotel nearby.

Normally, a hotel like this would not be able to deliver food, or else Fu Shaoqian would have a lot of face.

Tang Mowan's eyeballs glanced at the soup in his hand and the outside, and put the soup back wisely: "I'm hungry, let's eat first."

The obviously ingratiating smile was a bit dazzling, Fu Shaoqian didn't speak, and took out everything in the bag, including a few stir-fries, a bowl of rice, and a soup.

Tang Mowan's eyes were green, and she stretched out her hand impatiently, but what was handed over was still the bowl of thick soup. There was an extra spoon in the soup bowl. Fu Shaoqian lowered his head and told her, "Drink the soup before eating."

"...I can drink from the hotel."

"Drink this, this is more nutritious, don't disappoint Teacher Lu's kindness."

"..." Tang Mowan looked at him carefully, "Are you angry? I don't want to drink, you can pour it away." She was a little worried, and hurriedly put down the bowl.

"No, aren't you hungry? Don't drink it yet. The soup at home is more nutritious. I'll ask someone to boil it and bring it to you tomorrow. Let's drink it tonight."

Seeing that his tone was smooth, he really didn't look angry. His stomach was already aching from hunger, so he quickly drank two mouthfuls of soup to warm his stomach. The soup was rich in taste, and the soup ingredients melted in his mouth. She woke up, wanting to swallow her tongue, but seeing Fu Shaoqian leaning on the cabinet and looking at her, the collar of her white shirt was slightly open, with one hand on the belt around her waist, her figure was tall and straight, her eyes were deep, she held a spoon He paused, and waved to him with a fawning smile: "Come here."

He raised his eyebrows, as if asking her what's the matter.

She pouted: "Come here."

He had no choice but to approach, she put down the bowl, patted the bed beside her with a smile, motioned him to sit down, and when he sat down, she took his hand and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

He didn't speak, but squinted at her, and she realized something: "You have been here with me all this time, you must not have eaten." As he spoke, he picked up the soup bowl again, took a spoonful from it, and handed it to his mouth. He pursed his lips tightly.

Tang Mowan coaxed softly: "Take a sip, just take a sip, try it, it tastes really good."

Fu Shaoqian calmly turned away, without opening his mouth, Tang Mowan simply knelt on the bed, and passed the spoon over: "Have a drink."

He still looked arrogant and ignored, but under Tang Mowan's insistence, he slowly uttered six words: "No, eat, sigh, come, eat, eat!"

Tang Mo had a late meal, figured out what he meant, and then laughed unkindly, and laughed louder and louder, because the laughter was so wide that the soup in his hand almost spilled, seeing his cold and decisive expression He quickly ordered himself not to laugh, but the process of holding back the laughter was actually very hard, because the distorted muscles were more painful, and he managed to control it, and he had already pulled out and stood up.

She quickly pressed his shoulders and pushed him back to his original position. Under his gaze, she raised her neck and drank a big mouthful of soup, and then crossed to his mouth involuntarily.

After Fu Shaoqian paused, the thick soup flowed into his mouth, and he felt his Adam's apple slide up and down, indicating that the soup had been completely passed and was about to retreat.

As a result, the slender waist was pressed into her bosom with a strong force, and the teeth were immediately pushed away. The warm and flexible tongue broke into her mouth like this. The palpitation caused by the touch of the two tongues was so real, but it was so real. There is a long-lost trance.

Tang Mowan didn't dare to move, because he still had the bowl of soup in his hand, so he could only give him his best.

His kiss seemed to carry some kind of punishment, but it also brought about throbbing. Her limbs were numb as if being passed by an electric current. He let go of her hand, the soup didn't spill on the bed, but at the same time, he let her go.Tang Mowan supported his hard chest with one hand, she blushed, feeling that each other's heartbeats were entangled together, when he turned around, she squinted at him: "Isn't this considered a lucky meal?"

His breathing was a little short, and when he came back, he already had a meal in his hand: "Let's eat after drinking the soup."

Tang Mowan glanced at it, her face became more and more red, and her voice was soft: "Then sit down and let's eat together."

This time, he didn't refuse. He sat on a chair beside him. Although he didn't have a box of lunch, he had a lot of food, which was more than enough for two people. He also took the initiative to take the rice bowl. In the end, he was the one who fed her!
After dinner, it was already past nine o'clock. Tang Mo slept late for a day and a night, without sleepiness at all, but caught a glimpse of the deep dark circles under Fu Shaoqian's eyes. After a simple wash, he lay down on the side to make room for him.

He undressed and went to bed silently, and Tang Mowan leaned on his chest. Even though he didn't speak to communicate, it sounded like it reached the depths of her soul silently, making her feel safe and reliable.

His fingers unconsciously played with the buttons on his shirt, but his thoughts drifted to Han Xiaduo unconsciously. Although he said he would solve it, what if it couldn't be solved.

He pressed her hand to keep her from moving. She looked up at him with a little worry in her eyes: "Are you tired? Do you want to rest?"

"It's okay." He lowered his head and met her slightly hesitant gaze, "Is there something on your mind?"

She didn't speak, but it was tantamount to acquiescing. Fu Shaoqian pressed her head on his chest again, and asked in a low voice: "Don't think so much, go to sleep."

"Can't sleep." She still asked her doubts, "If Han Xiaduo must marry you, would you marry her? What happened to you two years ago, we were in the hotel in Sanya that day, The woman Mike mentioned is Han Xiaduo, have you been there then?"

Then taking her there is revisiting the old place?What was his mood at that time?
Fu Shaoqian was silent, Tang Mowan actually became nervous, propped up his upper body, and looked into his deep eyes worriedly: "I can't answer because I can?"

"……Won't."

"Liar, you can't answer at all." Tang Mowan deciphered this meaning from his expression, suddenly became a little panicked, and his fingers clenched his shirt even tighter.

"What are you thinking about? No, I'm just thinking about where to start telling you."

Her heart relaxed, but then tightened again: "Does this still need to be considered? Let's start from the beginning."

Fu Shaoqian stared at the shutters on the wall, as if caught in a long memory, the low voice of the statement echoed in the room and lingered in her heart.

Some stories, some people, and some titles all represent a past, and in this past, without her participation, she could only listen with regret and jealousy——

(End of this chapter)