Born to be pregnant

Chapter 184 You Treat Me First

The car drove silently in the dark.

Fu Shaoqian looked at the sleeping woman, his eyes were so intense that he seemed to faint.

Rubbing his swollen and swollen cheeks, the pain on his face told him that the flame of the little woman on his body.

Lowering his head, he saw her leaning against his solid and muscular chest, his whole body was enveloped by his powerful aura, his arms were slightly tightened, his chin was lightly pressing on her slender shoulders, Mosuo's warm and rough fingertips On her slender neck: "I'm sorry."

Take her back to the hotel where she is.

Marriott Presidential Suite.

Putting her on the big soft bed, Simmons under her body was slightly sunken.

She rolled around on the bed in pain, the tears in the corners of her eyes had dried up and turned into a shallow scratch that solidified on her thin cheeks.

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When I woke up, my whole body seemed to be run over by a wheel, and I had a splitting headache.

Her ability to see things in the dark was limited, but she slowly discovered the tall figure standing at the window.

The light in the room was very dark, the window was half open, and the man stood at the window, staring at the little yellow street lights that fell into the window.A few mischievous lights shone on his black shirt, making his tall figure seem to blend into the night.

There is still a faint smell of cigarettes in the room that has not had time to dissipate.

She didn't sleep for a long time, she pursed her dry mouth, and just about to get up and get out of bed, the man over there heard the movement and had already withdrawn from her thoughts.

Seeing her sitting on the edge of the bed, he searched around but couldn't find the cotton mop. He casually turned on the floor lamp next to him, and the warm and dim light spread all over the floor.

She saw him bend down and take a pair of disposable white cottons prepared by the hotel from the cabinet and drag them over, put them at her feet, then took a transparent water glass from the side, tried the temperature of the water, and went to the freshly boiled water glass next to him He also added some hot water to the steaming kettle and brought it over to her: "Drink some honey water."

Her throat was so thirsty and her body was uncomfortable, she was not hypocritical, and thanked her when she took it.

It's just that when she reached for the cup, she didn't move it for a while. He held it tightly. After her warm fingertips touched his cold fingertips, she shrank subconsciously, curled up her pink fingertips, and then pulled them back. Hand: "Forget it, I won't drink."

She stood up and looked for her shoes.Not only the shoes, but even the clothes were changed into hotel bathrobes.

Although she pretended not to care, she knew in her heart that there was nothing under her nightgown.

There is no suspense about who changed her clothes, and she doesn't want to pursue it, so it's useless to talk about it.Even though the face she had been thinking about day and night was close at hand, she no longer had the courage to approach it.

The markings on the shoes and the layout of the hotel told her that she was in the Marriott, just not in her own 1802.

This also saved a lot of trouble, it didn't matter if she couldn't find clothes and shoes, she went straight out.

For more than two years, all her feelings have been overturned, and describing Molu may be the best result for them.

There shouldn't be any more sloppy involvement, she said to herself, be more confident.

But as soon as he touched the doorknob, the swift and fierce figure behind him came without warning, and he pulled her into his arms forcefully. The strong male hormones in his body surrounded her, making her a little dizzy, and struggling hard: "let me go!"

When he opened his mouth, his throat seemed to have been cut by a sickle.

She clings to the lines of his body, dazed, without making any further movements.

He rested his chin on her thin shoulders, and ran his fingers over her loose, fluffy hair. His low and deep voice sounded softly in her ears: "Mrs. Fu, where else do you want to go?"

Mrs. Fu.

Her body froze, she thought what she heard was just a dream.

"Boss Fu is really good at joking. Your Mrs. Fu is not here, please let me go." Every word she said required a great deal of effort, and the stinging pain made her frown.

He seemed to notice her strangeness, let go of her, lowered his head, seeing her discomfort, returned to the table and brought honey water again, without speaking, his deep eyes fell on her face.

Sipping his parched lips, he passed the cup over to her lips, she raised her swollen eyelids, and reached out to take it: "Give me the cup, I'll drink it myself."

But before his hand touched the cup, Fu Shaoqian had already raised his neck and took a big mouthful. He clasped her waist and pressed towards him. His moist, hot, thin and cool lips aimed precisely at the slightly dry red lips, and poured the honey water in his mouth. crossed over.

Tang Mowan was startled, her eyes widened, and she put her hands on his hard chest, trying to push him away, but the effect was not good, he forced his way through, her teeth were tightly closed, the honey water that was pressed out of the corner of her mouth flowed down her The corner of her mouth slowly slid into her slender, white neck, and finally sank into the grooves of the chest.

He kissed very domineeringly, but not lacking in tenderness. She tried her best to pretend to be calm, but her soft and boneless body still felt the messy heartbeat.

And her throat, because it was moistened by a little bit of warm water, actually longed for more, obviously very resistant, reason desperately told her to stay away from this man.

In the confrontation between lips and tongues, there is a deep miss after two years away.

However, when she opened her eyes and saw two obsessed figures reflected on the reflective cabinet door next to her, it was like a basin of cold water poured on her head, extinguishing all the tide of passion surging in her body.

As if awakened from a nightmare, she forcefully pushed the unsuspecting person away, took two steps back, wiped her lips vigorously, and suddenly didn't understand why things would turn out like this again, isn't it too ridiculous?

How could everything in the past be wiped out so easily, she retreated, but he took a step forward, his protruding Adam's apple rolled slightly, his deep eyes were gentle and affectionate, his rough fingertips rubbed back and forth on her fair and thin face : "I've been waiting for you to come back."

She raised her head suddenly and bumped into his affectionate eyes unexpectedly, but she didn't feel touched as he expected, only her merciless snort and cold mockery: "You took so much effort to bring me to your room just to say this talk?"

Who did he think he was.He said wait, so she must come back to him obediently?
Where was he when she needed him so much.

That child, who was so innocent, left her in a hurry before he had time to meet his parents. He didn't know, so naturally he didn't feel so heartbroken, but the Ling Chi pain she experienced personally was unforgettable for the rest of her life.

At that time, she believed so firmly that he would always come to find her, but what she waited for was such a hurtful truth.

After losing her child, she finally woke up. Fu Shaoqian would not come to find her again. She was completely desperate until Lu Yunshen came to the hospital to see her and brought her the admission letter from M University in Melbourne.

At that time, it was close to the end of the year, and she did not hesitate, or rather, had no choice.

Fu Shaoqian stared at her unpredictable little face, all emotions were excited, but all were despair.He wanted to explain, but before he could say anything, she was interrupted severely: "There is no need to say anything. For me, those things are in the past. My heart is dead. Now I am living a good life. You didn't come to see me two years ago, so why show up again two years later."

She turned around, and just as she opened the door, she heard a shrill alarm sounding in the corridor of the hotel.

Then, the doors on both sides of the suite were opened, and there were guests wearing bathrobes like them, and some who had just been in the middle of the shower with white foam on their heads.

"It's the fire alarm!" Someone realized, "Run!"

It was too late to change clothes, and someone had already put on slippers and ran towards the nearby emergency exit.

Tang Mowan was startled, Fu Shaoqian quickly took a men's black long coat out of the room, wrapped her petite body tightly, pulled two wet towels, and joined the running army.

The piercing sound of the fire alarm became clearer as it went down, and all the guests on all floors flocked out, and the scene was out of control.

Tang Mowan was wearing cotton slippers, and when he was not careful, the cotton slippers on his feet were thrown out, his feet slipped, and he almost fell down the stairs.

It was indeed on fire, on the fifteenth floor.

And it was so violent that it had already blocked the escape route downstairs, and everyone was forced to be on the sixteenth floor, unable to advance or retreat.

Billows of thick smoke surged up, some people coughed, and some people began to retreat again.

Tang Mowan was the same, his throat was already sore, but when he smelled the smoke, the pain became worse, and he coughed violently.

Fu Shaoqian asked her to cover her mouth and nose with a towel, picked her up horizontally, and quickly ran up one floor.

However, the smoke was so thick that even the [-]th floor soon spread. The crowd began to panic and screams. Tang Mowan coughed again and again. Fu Shaoqian didn't even cover her eyes with a towel. The smoke hurt her eyes. Pained, tears flowed wantonly, he ran up to the eighteenth floor with her in his arms.

Tang Mowan was surprised to find that he carried her to her room.

He also took out the room card from his pocket, swiped it, and the door opened.There was actually no smoke in the house.

He put her on the bed, went to the bathroom quickly, twisted a clean hot towel, put it on her eyes, brought a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed it, and handed it to her mouth, "Come on, hurry up and drink."

Only then did Tang Mowan notice that the shirt on his wrist had been scratched, with faint blood stains oozing out of it: "What's going on?"

He glanced at it casually, and replied lightly: "It's okay, maybe I accidentally cut it somewhere just now, drink water quickly."

She gulped down two sips of water, and her throat felt much more comfortable in an instant.

Raising a pair of red eyes that were still crying, she found that his eyes were also red. Although there was not much smell of smoke in the room now, she noticed that there were strands of smoke seeping in through the crack of the door.

Outside is the sound of running and noisy, and below are the sirens of various fire trucks and sprinklers approaching from far and wide.

It was lively outside, but inside, it was very quiet.

Fu Shaoqian raised his hand to rub his eyes.

"Don't move!" She stood up suddenly and pressed his hand, "Your hands are dirty, don't wipe your eyes with your hands, it will hurt even more."

She anxiously went to the bathroom and wrung out a clean hot towel: "Come on, use this to wipe."

He sat on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes and said, "I can't see."

Dazed for a moment, she immediately put the towel on his eyelids. Only then did she have the courage to look at the sharp and elegant facial features, as well as the unique masculine aura coming from him, and her eye sockets suddenly became moist again.

Fu Shaoqian unexpectedly pulled down the hot towel from her eyes, and her eyes met unavoidably, she immediately panicked, turned her head away hastily, her wrist was pulled hard, and she fell onto the soft big bed on his body.

Immediately afterwards, his tall body leaned over and grabbed her firmly: "In the past two years, have you ever thought about me?"

She subconsciously grasped the sheets on her body with both hands, and looked at him for a moment, without any flinching, but her eyes were calm without any waves.

At the stall where the fire could spread and burn their bodies at any time, they were lying on the bed, tortured to death.

think.How could you not want to.It's just, why should I think about it, what should I use to think about it.So, "I don't want to. Not at all."

He seemed to have expected this answer long ago, without any shock, his elegant and slender hands held her loose hair behind her head, and whispered softly in her ear: "But, I miss you very much."

Her heartbeat was slightly messy and her breathing was not smooth, but she couldn't resist the man's excessive hand strength. He strongly proved his existence, and continued to tell tenderly: "I wanted to take you down, but now it's like this, Not bad."

Tang Mowan pursed her lips, unable to speak, the lines of his extraordinary face were reflected in her dark eyes, and her body was stretched like a taut string.

"Do you want to wait here to die with me?"

He restrained her slender wrist with one hand and supported Simmons under her with his elbow, so he didn't hurt her. After hearing his words, his cold thin lips slightly curled up: "This is also very good, isn't it?"

"Heh..." She let out a helpless sigh, and then, through the thin pants material, she felt the changes in the man's body, and her brain slammed, with deep disbelief.

But soon, this surprise was covered up by her, replaced by strong disgust: "If you want a woman, go outside and look for it."

"There is one under me, why go outside to look for it?"

Tang Mowan's breath was faintly short of breath, but he wasn't annoyed, he was even calm: "There are a lot of men looking for me now, maybe you can tell me what kind of problem you have first? Is it physical or psychological?"

What a familiar conversation.

His eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of her eyes were a little bit charming: "It's okay, I can help men solve any problems, you know, I am very popular in M ​​City, and many customers are willing to seek treatment from me."

"How popular is it?"

"Do you want to try?"

Flicking the broken hair by her ears, she smiled so hard that people couldn't take their eyes off: "Then we can make an appointment another day to talk in detail."

"There's no need to make another appointment, just now, help me see if my faucet is broken."

He finished speaking solemnly, clamping her waist with one hand, and already moved with the other.

The words "faucet" made Tang Mowan's cheeks burn instantly: "You rascal—"

"Don't you want to wash your hands with the tap? You can wash your face..."

After hearing the sound of the zipper, before he could finish his sentence, Tang Mowan became anxious, "Fu Shaoqian, what are you doing, let me go!" Her legs started to stare wildly under her, "Let go of me!"

"Aren't you very popular? How can you be popular if you don't?" I don't know which sentence offended him, his eyes suddenly became cold, and his movements were a little rough to suppress her legs. It won’t be popular, I haven’t forgotten how you treated me back then, so let’s treat it again.”

"Fu Shaoqian, you bastard!" A fierce roar came from her throat, and the bathrobe slid to the sides, her skin was exposed to the cold air, and her body suddenly became cold. She realized that he was serious, and suddenly felt scared , the movement of the foot was even bigger, one foot was on his hip bone, and it hurt him so much that he kicked it, so he had to press it hard to prevent her from moving.

"If you can cure others, why can't you cure me?"

The thick smoke outside kept seeping in, and there were all kinds of urgent calls in the corridor: "Run, the fire is getting bigger and bigger, it will burn up soon..."

"Is there anyone else, run away—"

Tang Mowan heard clearly, looked at him deeply, he bent down, and bit her earlobe: "Two years ago, I let you go, and two years later, even if I die, I plan to die with you , Are you afraid? If you are not afraid, let’s wait here to die, or wait for someone to come and save us.”

In a word, dying with you, her eyes suddenly became red again.

Two years ago, when she lost her child, she really planned to die.If he had been with her at that time, she would never have been so desperate.

But now, when he said such things, even though she tried her best to reject him in her heart, she couldn't deceive herself, she still cared so much about him.

The death of the child is irreversible.If he kept thinking she wasn't pregnant, she didn't want to bring it up.I know, it's nothing more than one more sadness.

But this time, she realized the horror of human desires again. Even though she was in a dangerous situation, she still surrendered to him, unable to extricate herself, and unable to survive the disaster.

But she still wanted to ask: "What you said was to deceive the senior, right?"

"No, what I said is true, Mrs. Fu."

Her heart tightened: "When will it be?"

"Two years ago."

"Then why have you never found me?"

He seems to have answered, but she didn't hear clearly, after all, she was still worried.

Realizing that she was no longer so repulsive, and her words were no longer as lenient as before, he leaned down, kissed the corner of her mouth, touched her cheek with his hand, and his dark eyes were especially gentle, "It's not that I didn't look for you , it’s just—can you treat me first?”

His eyes darkened, he took her hand, and pushed her into the abyss of desire.

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(End of this chapter)