Born to be pregnant

Chapter 23 Are You Jealous?
The most humble people are invincible.Fu Zimu demonstrated this profound truth with practical actions.

She was unwilling, but he sent again and said, I counted one, two, three——

He is such a crazy person, he can really do anything, so she had no choice but to reply: We can't get out, the downstairs is closed, and the housekeeper won't allow us to go out.

Just come down, the door is open.

Tang Mowan tiptoed out of bed, slipped out of the gate, and went downstairs. As expected, the iron gate underneath was open. Fu Zimu was leaning on the edge of the gate in a dignified suit, with his hands in his trouser pockets and his foot clinging to the door. Standing on tiptoe against the wall, seeing Tang Mowan coming downstairs in her pajamas, she looked her up and down from head to toe, with a teasing smile on her lips.

Downstairs in the dormitory late at night, the temperature dropped sharply, she wrapped her coat tightly, and she didn't know where the dormitory auntie went.

As he approached, he smelled the faint smell of rum on his body, and frowned: "It's the middle of the night, what on earth are you looking for me for?"

"I haven't asked you yet. Where have you been for so many days? Don't forget that you are a married woman now. If you don't know where you are going, do you want to let me know?"

"I'm a married woman, you are a married man, right? Did you tell me when you slept with other women? During the two days I'm not here, you haven't been idle. You just don't want to leave, right? . " Fu Zimu has just caught up with a small movie star these days, so don't make too much gossip. She hears about it every day in Wuzhen, but she doesn't care.

Fu Zimu raised his eyebrows: "You follow my movements in the newspaper every day, you must be jealous."

"Yeah, I like jealousy the most. These days, I eat snacks every day without jealousy, and soy sauce and chili. How about it? If you don't know how to come to me in the middle of the night to discuss the issue of jealousy."

"Tsk tsk." Fu Zimu looked at her small mouth that opened and closed like a machine gun jumping beans, and smiled very much, "I didn't even say I was jealous, why did I sound so sour."

"Boring, you really know how to put gold on your face." She gave him a blank look.

Fu Zimu touched his handsome face: "I always thought that my face was a gold-lettered signboard, so I need to put gold on it?"

She really gave in to his thick skin, and spat at him: "I'm going to get nervous and go somewhere else in the middle of the night, don't disturb my sleep." After finishing speaking, she turned around and ran upstairs.

But within two steps, the whole person was pulled back.Then the world was spinning, and she was carried on the shoulder by Fu Zimu, her head was hanging upside down, her hands and feet were waving wildly in the air: "Fu Zimu, you bastard, what are you doing, put me down, let me down!"

"What are you doing? You are my wife. What do you think I can do with you in the middle of the night?" He joked, threw her into the car, slammed the door hard, and with a slam of the accelerator, the car sped away.

She clung to the back seat, and could feel the pain of the wind blowing across her cheek when she closed her eyes. She really wanted to tell him to slow down, but she knew it would be useless to say so, so she kept holding on.

After an unknown amount of time, the car stopped, she opened her eyes, and looked at the strange residential building in front of her. As soon as she opened her mouth, a devastating nausea rolled out of her throat. She jumped out of the car and squatted on the flower bed. The side retched.

Fu Zimu also got out of the car, stood beside her, frowned when he saw her suffering, then turned around and took a bottle of mineral water from the car, unscrewed it and handed it to her.

Tang Mowan's face was pale, and the feeling of wanting to vomit was too uncomfortable: "Thank you."

(End of this chapter)