Born to be pregnant

Chapter 226 Peng Yuan, I gave birth to a child for you too

On a night in March, the temperature is still very low, but looking at the heating in the room, people don't feel the cold outside at all.

Fu Shaoqian has always been domineering in matters of men and women, and likes to take the absolute initiative, but this time, the initiative is in her mouth, and hearing his snorts getting heavier, she suddenly felt that it was actually not as uncomfortable as she imagined.

He had actually raised this request several times secretly, intentionally or unintentionally, but out of some irresistible psychological factors, she refused.

After many times, he was very gentlemanly and didn't mention it again, and she gradually put this matter behind her mind, but now, when she heard that he was betrayed, betrayed, and heard him say betrayal This kind of hatred, she suddenly wanted to comfort him, but the words were always pale.

What he wants, if she can give it, she is willing to give it.

The air at night seemed to be lit with a fire, and there was an unspeakable dryness floating in the air.

Tang Mowan worked very hard, but at the back, she couldn't bear the strength he gave her, and she fell limply on the ground, with sweat sliding down her delicate face from the corner of her forehead, and her heartbeat continued to speed up, which was on the verge of being reborn after knowing it Rapid, messy breathing.

He was still like a rigid sculpture, standing upright on the spot, obviously longing for it, but seeing her suffering, he didn't force it anymore, but prepared to clean himself up.

"Don't—" Tang Mowan held his hand, "I can do it, just use a little strength and speed."

"Are you sure?" The expression on his face and the reaction of his body revealed the truest thoughts in his heart. When she saw it, she felt distressed and got up from the ground again, "Of course, or, you would like to change the place."

Her eyes glanced at the large white bed under the artistic curved chandelier in the center of the room.

His gaze followed her gaze, and a smile of unknown meaning slipped across his deep eyes, Tang Mowan blushed as he watched, and protested softly: "What are you looking at! If you don't want to, forget it!"

He didn't answer, but the smile deepened in his eyes, the deep eyes reflected the blurred lights, and the black eyes stained with emotion were like a deep lake, slowly rippling away, rippling on the tip of her heart.

His eyes were so bright and menacing. Looking at Tang Mowan, who was half kneeling on the ground, her heart trembled. Just as she was about to grab his legs and stand up from the ground, he lifted her whole body up from the ground: " I wish for it." He stared down at her, his voice low and pressing.

Tang Mowan also looked at him, his eyes were as black as a bottomless pit, and there was an invisible attraction that made people fall into it willingly. He had done it so many times, but it seemed like every time was the first time, which made people feel ashamed , jerky, forgetful.

He put her on the bed, but propped his arms on top of her, and looked down at her open bathrobe in the posture of a dragon and a tiger. Tang Mowan was so embarrassed by his look at her exquisite curves. But suddenly turned over, lay on the bed, and pressed her head with lightning speed: "I actually feel much more comfortable this way."

"...Can you not talk?"

"Oh, you do yours and I say mine, it seems that there is no contradiction."

Hearing what she said, the fire in her body seemed to be burning more vigorously. In order not to let herself hear more jerky feedback about this first practice, she used her white teeth to successfully stop the man from a few times. After chatting endlessly, he firmly grasped his own initiative——

Her whole body seemed to be devoured by thousands of ants, clamoring, but she saw it vaguely, she occasionally raised her eyes, and saw her face was like a relief under the light, hazy and handsome, and at this moment, on the sharp cheekbones , also glowing a layer of blush.

She seemed to be stimulated, speeding up and aggravating her movements. Finally, she heard the man surrender as she wished.

At the end, Tang Mowan lay on her body, breathing freely, really, he was about to suffocate.

The man on the bed seemed to be more exhausted than any previous battle, and he was lying there motionless.

She raised her head, her mouth dry, looking at his slender and flexible body like a cheetah, and the strong and powerful arm resting on her shoulders, while his face, obviously deeply tired, was so forceful People, with dark eyes and bright eyes.

At the corners of her mouth and on her collarbone, there was still a dense discomfort, which slowly slid down along her concave and convex curves.

"Come here." His voice was hoarse, revealing some hidden emotions in him.

Tang Mowan leaned up obediently, leaning into his arms, watching her blushing, he raised his hand, and wiped the corner of her mouth with his warm fingertips, his expression seemed apologetic, and there was something unprecedented satisfy.

This is enough.

She was watched by him, and she lay on his heart, trying to bury her face in it.

Seeing this, he smiled slightly, turned around with her in his arms, laid her flat on the bed firmly, and then pushed her forward. This was the gesture that made Tang Mowan feel the safest and most cherished, and his mood was agitated. He couldn't help but raise his hands around her back, while he slowly bent down, buried his face on her shoulders and neck, his breath wrapped around his breath, and his body was pressed against his body...

This night, Tang Mowan seemed to be in an unexperienced dream from the beginning to the end. She was like a flat boat, ups and downs in the turbulent waves, and he was the majestic sea, the source of everything, setting off a wave. The violent storm caused her to go up and down up and down, so Wang Hu couldn't hear any sound or see anything other than feeling him.

Really, he got carried away, and then willingly, was swallowed by the sea and collapsed into his arms.

"I love you, Fu Shaoqian." Tang Mowan's throat was very dry, her cheeks were hot and hot, and when he was trembling in her body, she couldn't help shouting.

His fiery eyes were like irons, and his fingers shuttled through her hair: "Well, I know."

……

capital, hospital.

It was late at night when the operation was over.

Han Zhijing rushed back overnight, but he had already been waiting outside the operating room for nearly two hours.

The door of the operating room opened to the side, and a doctor in a face-colored surgical jumpsuit came out, wearing light blue plastic gloves on her hands, and a mask on her face. She took off the mask and took off the mask again , looking at the swarming Han family, one of the men was wearing a simple shirt, a suit jacket, and the buttons above the collar of the shirt were undone indiscriminately. This is not his usual style, but he is handsome and old. But he is still handsome and handsome, with black and shiny hair. He has always paid great attention to appearance and etiquette. Maybe because of his father's sudden admission to the hospital, he is in a hurry, so he can't take care of many details.

And this man is her husband, but he hasn't seen him for more than half a year, so the husband and wife meet in the operating room, and the first sentence the husband said to his wife was not a greeting of concern, nor a reunion after a long absence Joy, but: "Yining, how is my dad?"

Fortunately, Xu Yining is used to it, and explained the current situation of Han Songming, her father-in-law, professionally and quickly, and said to the Han family: "The operation was successful, and you don't need to worry too much. Send it to the ward for observation first." .”

Han Wenqing breathed a sigh of relief: "Yining, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Xu Yining smiled faintly: "We are all a family, needless to say it's troublesome."

Han Wenxuan glanced at his younger brother and patted him on the shoulder: "Zhijing, it's late, you and Yining should go back first, I'll stay here with Dad."

Han Zhijing nodded, Xu Yining went to the side to wash his hands indifferently.

When she changed her clothes and returned to the office, she saw a silent and tall figure standing in front of her office door, with her head half down, and the profile of her face was as gentle as she remembered.

She put her hands in her pockets, and the flat shoes made a slight sound in the aisle. Han Zhijing immediately raised his head and saw that Xu Yining had walked up to him. He hadn't seen him for more than half a year. Habitual indifference, this is the way they get along as a couple.

"Yining." He opened his mouth and called out in a low voice. In the desolate night, this call brought his exhaustion from the long journey.

"How is Jingyu?" Xu Yining didn't respond, but asked about her daughter's situation.

"Hey." Wei Yu sighed first, as if this daughter was already the only topic for the couple. Xu Yining had been angry for more than 20 years, and Han Zhijing felt that his patience had run out, especially Han Jingyu. Like repeated admonitions, he once again felt that this marriage had made his life hopeless, except for depression, suffocation, and boredom. "Let's go and talk."

Xu Yining pursed her lips and followed the pace of the man in front of her, but when she heard what he said just now, her heart suddenly felt like being stung by a horsetail bee needle, and she also saw the unprecedented fatigue in his eyes. It has been more than 20 years. Tit for tat, in fact, she was also tired.

They have been wasting in vain for more than 20 years, and their daughters have grown from a baby waiting to be fed to a slim and rebellious girl.

The car drove quietly in the night scene like a sea of ​​lights.Xu Yining was driving, wearing glasses, while Han Zhijing sat aside, a little surprised: "Since when did you wear glasses?"

Xu Yining was depressed for a while, and wanted to say something sarcastic, but finally held back: "It was a long time ago, I forgot, I'm getting old, I'm short-sighted, and I can't see clearly without glasses."

Han Zhijing thought she would say do you care, or does this have anything to do with you? Such sharp and sarcastic words, but no, she not only didn't say it, but even explained it. This feeling is very subtle, which made him subconsciously look sideways To the woman beside him, his wife.

In the past, he and her also had a loving life. The husband and wife raised their eyebrows together, and their red sleeves add fragrance. She is a lady of every family, and she is beautiful. Fall in love at first sight, hate to see each other later.

In the silent car, only soothing music surrounds the car.

Han Zhijing leaned on the co-pilot's seat, half-closed his eyes, the past and the past, tumbling in his heart, that young and beautiful face, bright as if he was right in front of him, if she hadn't appeared unexpectedly, he and Xu Yining would have been together until now. Or will it be a pair of immortal couples that everyone admires?

But this problem, if there is no if, with a flick of the finger, only more than twenty years have slipped away quietly, and they are all old.

Xu Yining glanced at the man beside him out of the corner of his eye. Tonight, he was in a restless mood.Day by day, year by year, she wrapped herself in a strong hedgehog-like shell, like a cocoon, layer by layer, until she could barely recognize her true heart.

In the eyes of outsiders, Xu Yining, at some point, has changed from intellectual to arrogant, indifferent, and unreasonable. Step by step, she has grown from an ordinary heart surgeon to the position of director, and then to the position of vice president who is now aloof, but who? Knowing behind this glamorous beauty, what kind of unknown cold life she lived.

Her husband is away all year round, and her daughter is rebellious and difficult to train, contradicting everywhere. She is a woman who has sealed her best years in endless quarrels and darkness. Looking back now, what she got and what is left .

A pair of short-sighted eyes, premature hair on the sideburns?
Suddenly, the car braked suddenly and stopped in the middle of the road. Han Zhijing's body was thrown forward by inertia, and when he looked up, he saw a puppy skipping across the road. I also stepped on the brakes, and in an instant, the traffic flow that was originally moving smoothly became chaotic.

Han Zhijing turned his head and saw Xu Yining panting in shock, his face paled, he quickly unfastened his seat belt, got out of the car, walked around to her car, opened the driver's door, gestured to the car behind to apologize, and then got into the car, Across her body, help her unbuckle one side of the seat belt.

As soon as Xu Yining lowered her head, she could see the man lying on top of her. His thick black hair also had a few gray hairs mixed in. They were also old, and tears rolled down from her eyes silently.

In fact, she has always been a little woman, but life forcefully forced her into what she is now.

The horns of the car behind kept coming and going, Han Zhijing expressed his apology again, and pulled her out of the driver's seat: "Get in the car first, it's okay, I'll drive, you go to the back and have a rest."

Pursing his lips, Xu Yining let Han Zhijing help her down, got into the back seat, then he drove, and quickly drove away, the traffic jam gradually recovered.

As the night darkened, lights were lit on the dark blue lakeside on the outskirts of the city.

A villa with a vast area is built along the water, quiet and elegant.In front of the door is a spacious and emerald green bamboo raft platform, with a deep path and a row of cave lights shining white.

Here is the Han family.

Xu Yining fell asleep.With the overtime work in the past few days and the several temporary operations today, her physical strength has been severely exhausted. After sitting in the back seat, she fell asleep as soon as she calmed down.

Han Zhijing looked at her soft profile under the lights inside the car, sighed slightly, leaned over, bent over, and carried her out of the car.

The night was cold and dewy, and he deliberately took off his coat and put it on her body.

The moment she was carried out of the car, Xu Yining woke up, but she trembled her eyelashes, smelling the familiar smell in the memory that was close at hand, but she didn't make a sharp sound as usual, and pushed him away sharply , Instead, he closed his eyes silently and let him hug himself into the house.

In the living room, Han Xiaduo was putting on nail polish. When she saw Han Zhijing coming in with Xu Yining in her arms, she slightly raised her eyes, a little surprised. This uncle and aunt were not at odds for thousands of years, but they still greeted him politely .

Han Zhijing nodded, carried him upstairs and put him on the big bed in the bedroom.

On the bedside, there is still a wedding photo taken when they got married. At that time, their eyes were full of unresolved affection.

But now, looking at the sleeping woman lying on the bed, he felt unfamiliar with this bedroom. There was only a pillow on the bedside.

In the entire room, except for this wedding photo which proves that there is a male owner here, there is not even a trace of his life to be seen.

His heart throbbed slightly, this kind of life was torture for both him and her.

He gently helped her cover the quilt, and then walked out quietly, but just as he reached the door, he heard a clear voice of inquiry from the darkness behind him: "Where are you going?"

Han Zhijing froze for a moment, then turned on the switch at hand: "You're awake."

She didn't speak, and Yingying's eyes fell on his face: "Aren't you going to rest?"

"Well, I'm not sleepy yet, go downstairs, you go to sleep first. I've turned off the light for you, go to sleep, good night." He pressed the switch again, closed the door, leaving her alone in the dark.

I'm obviously used to it, but I still can't help it, throbbing with pain.

Han Zhijing couldn't sleep, so he went downstairs, and happened to meet Han Xiaduo who was going upstairs, and Han Xiaduo asked concerned: "Uncle, how is grandpa?"

"Well, it's all right. Go to the hospital tomorrow if you have time."

"Okay, where is Jing Yu, you are back, is she still in Melbourne?"

When Han Zhijing talked about this, he couldn't help but sigh: "Come on, she doesn't want to study, and she can't stop it. Forget it, don't read if she doesn't want to. They are so old, and they can't be controlled all the time. It’s okay, let’s look at her.”

Han Zhijing went to sit in the yard to get some air. Under the clear night, the stars were few and the moon was shining brightly.

This place made him feel dull and suffocating. If Han Songming hadn't been accidentally admitted to the hospital, he might not have come back.

Deeper and heavier.

After sitting for an unknown amount of time, a woolen coat suddenly fell on his shoulders. It was very heavy. When he turned around, he was surprised to see Xu Yining standing behind him.

"Why did you get up?"

"Can't sleep." Xu Yining sat down on the stone bench next to him. In fact, she had been standing behind him for a long time, but he didn't notice it. "What are you thinking, so engrossed."

"I wonder why we have come to this point." Han Zhijing suddenly confessed, which made people feel a little palpitating and flustered.

Xu Yining pursed her lips, then looked at him fixedly.

Han Zhijing's deep eyes revealed deep helplessness: "Yining, I also want to understand, I am sorry for you, I..."

Xu Yining suddenly interrupted him: "I heard from my second sister that you went to City A because of that woman? Did you go to find her?" Her tone was very calm, but her eyes were cold, sad, even a little Desperate, "Is this the result you want to tell me? Are you going to divorce me and go to that woman?"

"No, no." Han Zhijing still explained, "I didn't mean that, Yining, I just can't bear to see you continue to live in such hopeless hatred. We have hated each other for so many years. Look back, we What else is there in between, Jingyu is getting bigger, and you can see that temper, I am a husband and a father, but I am ashamed of these two roles, I played a mess, hey, I go to A Cheng, I really want to see her, but it's not what you think, I just think that the matter should come to an end, I'm sorry for you."

Xu Yining's tears fell down, her always strong shoulders suddenly trembled weakly, the cry was very clear in the silent night, and it was also very moving, Han Zhijing's heart was indescribably uncomfortable, but he was not good at it. To comfort others, he could only stand aside and watch her cry.

Xu Yining cried for a while, but she didn't hear a word of comfort. There was only a tissue quietly placed in front of her. How could she forget that this man was dull, and he couldn't even say a word of love. Maybe, she herself There was something wrong, if it wasn't because she was ignorant and arrogant when she was young, she wouldn't have bored him anymore. She needed to find a place to catch her breath, which gave Peng Yuan the opportunity to sneak in.

Yes, Peng Yuan.This name is an eternal thorn in Xu Yining's heart, an eternal pain. Every time he thinks of it, the thorn will penetrate more and more, and the pain will become more painful.

It was also because of this thorn that she pushed Han Zhijing, the man she loved very much, further and further away, and also made their daughter live in an endless cold war since childhood.

"If sorry is useful, why do you need the police?" When Xu Yining said this, Han Zhijing was stunned. It seemed that she would not say something so angry.

She took the tissue from his hand and took a deep breath. It seemed that many things were going to happen tonight, and he heard her say again: "Actually, I have something to hide from you, Peng Yuan, I'll give it to you too." A baby was born."

"..."

Han Zhijing's figure staggered a lot.

(End of this chapter)