Born to be pregnant

Chapter 240 Excessive
"Wrong call." Fu Shaoqian took off the earphones and ended the call. In the middle of the night, they were all boring scam calls. He glanced at Tang Mowan's still pale face, "You are too nervous, close your eyes and relax. Be home soon."

He also turned on the speakers in the car, and the soothing music immediately surrounded the car quietly. She forced herself to close her eyes and fell into a drowsy sleep.

But she didn't sleep well, and after a while, she had nightmares.

Those scenes that were all forgotten suddenly became so vivid and vivid, as if it happened yesterday, vividly: "Ah——"

Fu Shaoqian slammed on the brakes, and the car was already parked in the parking space.

Tang Mowan was drenched in cold sweat, and sat up straight from the back of the chair, looking at the dark and familiar surroundings, her heart was still twitching, but she calmed down soon.

Because the man next to her looked at her tenderly and blamed himself.

"I'm fine, really, don't worry." She smiled at him, controlling the frequency of the ever-increasing beating, the drooping eyelashes, like two black butterfly wings, against her ivory white skin, her black Her long hair draped over her shoulders, revealing her pitiful fragility and strength.

Fu Shaoqian was exceptionally silent that night.

They went upstairs, showered, and went to bed together, embracing each other.

In the dark, although his face and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly, but his warm and slightly rapid breathing sprayed all on her snow-white neck, which was a little itchy and slightly prickly. His palm clasped her waist tightly, making her unable to move in his arms. It was a kind of strength that seemed to melt her into the bone marrow, solid and heavy.

As the saying goes, think day by day and dream at night.

There are two interpretations of dreams in psychology. One is the self-protection mechanism initiated by the brain. Because it is too frightened, it often resists two completely different reactions, that is, the so-called dream is completely opposite to reality. It is because of the inability to resist reality, so I choose dreams to escape.

The other is the reflection and reflection of the most authentic inner world.Even yourself can be deceived.You think that you have let go of everything, see through everything, and move forward without fear, but in fact, it is all an illusion of self-deception. The real fragility and fear of the inner world can only be manifested in sleep.

She clearly belonged to the latter just now.

Sensing that the strength of her waist was being tightened again and again, she simply reached out and put her hand on his thin and narrow waist, and looked closely at his smooth jaw with a pair of black and white eyes: "Fu Shaoqian, let's have a chat."

His hand reached into her nightdress, and his dry and powerful palm stroked her smooth and delicate back back and forth. When it reached her waist, she felt a little itchy, and she couldn't help laughing twice. His hand: "Don't make trouble, let's talk about business."

He seemed to agree, but also seemed not to agree. He just made a strange sound like an exhortation from his nose, and she took it as an agreement. In fact, this topic was discussed before, but it was not that deep because he didn't want to bring up sad things. That's all, but she didn't expect that it was her knot, and it was also his.

So she rubbed against him, took his hand, and played with his slender fingers: "Compared with the company, who do you think is more important?"

In fact, she didn't expect him to answer, but suddenly found that he opened his eyes, the bottom of his dark eyes was as deep as the ocean, and he answered concisely and forcefully: "You." And the voice was low and short-circuited, revealing the magnetism unique to mature men.

Tang Mowan's cheeks suddenly turned red. Such a short-term direct reaction did not go through his brain's thinking at all. This was his instinct, which meant that he really did not lie.

"It's very eloquent."

"Am I serious, you know better than me."

Tang Mowan's ears also burned up: "That's compared to Jin Yan."

"you."

Just imagine, there is no one who does not like to hear such sweet talk from her husband, Tang Mowan is no exception, but this answer is not the most satisfactory to her, she puts her hand to cover his mouth: "No, in my heart, Jin Words are more important than my life, so I am very grateful to God for allowing him to survive so strongly. As you can see, having a child is a dangerous and great thing. Even if you are by my side, you can’t replace it. Am I going to give birth, think about Jin Yan's sensible, cute, think about the beauty of the present, you..."

Tang Mowan hadn't finished speaking yet, the opening and closing red lips had already been tightly blocked by him, the heat surged in her body, and she muttered coquettishly with spring in her brows: "I haven't finished my words..."

He pressed on her body and clasped his fingers tightly. The irritability and uneasiness in his heart were suppressed in an instant, replaced by the sincere feelings he got from her.

The past cannot be changed, but he can promise the present and the future.

At this time, Fu Shaoqian's behavior made Tang Mowan a little bit hard to resist.

Looking at the man bowing his head under him, Tang Mowan's shy toes turned red: "Don't, don't..."

But his eyes had already changed.It was an excited look, dark, restrained, and forbearing, yet powerful like a volcanic eruption.

This made Tang Mowan feel a little excited.

"Didn't you express your loyalty to me? Isn't this kind of thing mutual? I should also express it, shouldn't I?" His voice was low and warm, but Tang Mowan's heart skipped a beat. .

When there was a warm touch, she already knew that he was serious.

At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the temperature in the room is suitable, the night is quiet, and the whole world is silent.This is the most comfortable climate of the year, with the gentleness of spring and the enthusiasm of summer, like a gentle hand, brushing affectionately over everyone.

The years are quiet and calm.

Time seems to be intertwined in this dark and quiet room.

When she finally arrived, her whole body was like spring water, limp on the bed without a trace of strength, and her low panting seemed to be whimpering and excited, which was a completely different feeling from usual.

She didn't dare to look at his face, let alone look at his face. Many things flashed in her mind, and her heart couldn't stop surging.

She buried her face deep in the soft white pillow, and heard his hoarse and sexy voice tempting her like Satan: "Do you still want it?"

The morning sun shone through the dark curtains, although there was only a brocade light band, but it just hit her face, and she woke up.

Tang Mowan opened his eyes and looked at the man who was close at hand.

The short black hair covers the forehead, the eye sockets are deep, the full nose bridge and cheekbones outline a very masculine silhouette.

And on the chin, which was always clean and simple, there were a little blue stubble, which was still a little prickly to touch.

Thinking of his madness last night, her heart softened, she put her hand lightly on his chest, raised her head and kissed him.

His lips were still in mid-air and he failed to hit the base. Someone reached out to hug his soft waist, and then turned over to suppress him.

Tang Mowan looked into his clear eyes, and he also lowered his head to stare at her: "Is it your usual trick to pretend to be sleeping?"

He didn't speak, and then she understood his eyes, and also felt a certain change in his body: "Why do you..." Want it again.The flush on her face was flooding.

He gave her a soft smile, but smiled innocently: "I endured it all night, and I only made you happy last night. Are you happy?"

"..."

Lying in his arms, she couldn't help laughing: "The service is not bad, can I offer set meals in the future?"

"... What do you say?"

Mornings are always good and short.

Tang Mowan had already asked for leave for several days. Since she was at work, she couldn't be so lazy and sabotage her work, so she finally got up in a hurry.

This seemed to be the first time that he was still there when she got up, and he had long since disappeared when she didn't get up in the past.

Looking at the resentful man lying on the bed looking at him, how should I put it, this feeling seems to be not bad.

She smiled at him and quickly got up and got out of bed. After all, what he left in her body made her feel a little strange. However, it was not disgusting, but rather joyful. This was a signal that hinted at her all the time, The man in front of her who always treats people with dignity and dignity is the closest person she has in this world.

"The clinic was just smashed yesterday. There must be a lot of things to do today. I have to ask the police if there is any news. You can sleep a little longer."

He sighed, and before she let go, he held her back again: "Wait a minute, I'll take you there."

"It's really not necessary."

"Anyway, I'm fine now."

"……OK then."

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Unexpectedly, Lu Lifeng was so efficient in handling affairs. There was a violent incident just yesterday, and the office was destroyed badly. It only took one night, and Lu Lifeng had already found someone to restore it to its original state.

Not only Tang Mowan, but other doctors who came to work were also quite shocked.

Lu Lifeng also came early in the morning, and was sitting in the office directing: "What are you doing in a daze, don't you want to go to work, don't you, or just be so courageous, afraid that someone will make trouble again."

Several doctors looked at each other in blank dismay, and immediately went back to their room and sat down, ready to start a consultation.

And Lu Lifeng was also bored, so he added a chair to the consultation desk at the entrance of the clinic, crossed his legs, and decided to hold the field in person these few days.

As for Fu Shaoqian, after she sent her, she once wanted to follow in, but in the end she was defeated by her repeated orders. She didn't want to engage in privileges here, let alone be a public figure here, she just wanted to be a qualified psychological person in a low-key manner. Just a doctor.

Seeing Lu Lifeng lying leisurely on the chair and greeting her, Tang Mowan raised his eyebrows, put one hand in his pocket, showing a trace of a capable and strong woman: "Doctor Lu, it's so early in the morning, you Is this going to be the receptionist?"

"Wrong, I'm planning to come here to inspect your work ability on the spot. Let's see, if you're one minute late, is this how you usually neglect your duties?"

Tang Mowan looked at the time, and it was true. Normally, she arrived early, but today Fu Shaoqian made trouble. She blushed slightly: "Then I will go to work first."

Lu Lifeng continued to swing the chair leisurely, and the people who were in panic at first appeared calm and composed because of Lu Lifeng's personal pressure.

In the media, there were also reports about the clinic being smashed.

Tang Mowan saw it on the computer, and some people were discussing it quietly during lunch. After all, hospitals of their nature are not common in the city, even in the whole country. .

As the person in charge, Tang Mowan had to consider the problems behind her, so she consulted with Lu Lifeng to see how to solve them.

In the end, Lu Lifeng only gave her one sentence: "Don't worry about it, let them make trouble."

"But..." The business of the clinic has plummeted today, and there are almost no patients who come to see the doctor.

Others are inevitably a little impetuous.Only Lu Lifeng was on the recliner at the front desk, playing with pens all morning, and watched a few episodes of TV series in the afternoon. When the off-duty time came, he got up and greeted everyone: "Okay, it's off-duty time, everyone clean up , close the door and go home."

Tang Mowan spent the afternoon reading professional books in the office. She was a little tired before she got off work, so she poured a glass of water, sat in front of the computer, browsed the web, and read gossip. Classmates, then watch them chat and feel the fireworks of different lives.

Hearing Lu Lifeng yelling outside, she smiled, and was about to turn off the computer, when a pop-up window popped up in the lower right corner, and there was a message about a female corpse just found in Dongfang Hotel.

She was in a hurry, so she didn't read it carefully, because several urging text messages had already entered the phone.

She was looking at her phone while holding her bag. After reading the above content, she felt helpless and funny. She didn't expect Fu Shaoqian, who was free from work, to be so clingy. She thought about the few well-known restaurants she saw on the Internet at noon He was thinking about asking him out for a romantic date, but when he walked into the lobby outside, he felt that the surroundings were completely silent. The crowd who were clamoring to get off work just now suddenly disappeared, and the silence was a little scary.

She was surprised, looked up, and saw that the information desk was full of people, and everyone was looking at the LCD TV hanging above the wall in unison. On the clear TV screen, the local TV station was temporarily inserting a news, which was exactly what she had just watched on the webpage. To the Oriental Hotel found the case of Ms.

Death is happening in every corner of this city. Countless children are born every day, and countless people are dying every day. Birth makes us feel happy for a moment, and death makes us sigh and sad for a moment, but how can it be like Now so, so deeply feel the chill.

On the TV screen, a stretcher was carried out from the hotel by the firefighters. The stretcher was covered with a white cloth, and the female corpse found here was lying on the stretcher.

What shocked Tang Mowan was Xu Yining, who was surrounded by the stretcher and almost fainted from crying, and Han Zhijing, who was so sad and uncontrollable.

Tang Mowan's heart seemed to have been hit hard.

Before she recovered, the female news anchor on TV had already begun to introduce: "I just received the latest news, confirming the identity of the deceased woman..."

Han Jingyu, Han Jingyu, the dead person is Han Jingyu?How could it be Han Jingyu...

With a thud, the phone fell to the ground. Lu Lifeng turned around when he heard the movement, but there was a tall and sharp figure walking towards her with big strides.

Fu Shaoqian just heard the news from the radio in the car.

Tang Mowan stood there in a daze, eyes still on the ever-changing TV screen, not knowing how to react, let alone how to describe his mood at the moment.

Sad, heavy, sad?Too many emotions were stuck in her chest, making her unable to think, unable to breathe, her whole body was dizzy, the world was spinning in front of her, even if it was just an ordinary friend, such a sudden change would make people feel uncomfortable. unacceptable.

What's more, she and Han Jingyu are still...

For a moment, Tang Mowan was really sad.

Fu Shaoqian had already stretched out his arms to wrap her in his arms. Tang Mowan grabbed his shirt with both hands and buried his face on her chest, but couldn't help shivering. She wrapped her arms around Fu Shaoqian's waist, but she couldn't make a sound .

Fu Shaoqian had been comforting her softly all the time, and his fingers with strange bones ran through her hair. After a long time, Tang Mowan heard himself making a hoarse neighing like a trapped animal: "Is it true that Han Jingyu is dead? Really?" Is she dead?"

Fu Shaoqian could only bow his head and hug her tightly.

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On the other side, Peng Yuan was called by some wealthy wives to play mahjong at noon today.

Mrs. Fu sent the dowry to the Han family yesterday, and the matchmaker she was looking for was a famous person in the city. Their social circle is so big, and the news spread quickly.

Those wealthy wives who criticized Peng Yuan in the past are now treating her like a sister and sister.

This is the reality, Peng Yuan can see through it.

If you don't have money, you are nothing, and if you have money and power, everyone will try to curry favor with you.

Since they called, she would naturally come to the appointment. She was dressed brightly, and she really had a kind of pride.

Playing mahjong all afternoon, today is also very fruitful, and she doesn't know if they deliberately let the water go, and she doesn't care.

The family where they play mahjong has a little granddaughter who likes to watch cartoons. After school, she sits in front of the TV and watches TV. Seeing this, the grandma of the little girl who is playing mahjong starts to clear the field. Everyone sees that the time is almost up. get up.

The little girl changed the channel with the remote control, just in time for a temporary news break on the TV.

The faces of Han Zhijing and Xu Yining jumped into Peng Yuan's eyes unexpectedly, and the female anchor's voice buzzed in her ears: "Just received the latest news, confirming the identity of the deceased woman..."

The expensive leather bag in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, stunned everyone who was about to leave.

"Peng Yuan, are you okay?"

"Peng Yuan..."

At this time, Peng Yuan had turned around quickly and walked out with a dead face.

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Although he didn't like Han Jingyu very much, Tang Mowan couldn't be indifferent when he thought that she was his sister.

Thinking of the grief-stricken expressions of Han Zhijing and Xu Yining again, Fu Shaoqian sent Tang Mowan to the hospital.

The Han family had already heard the news, but not so fast, so in the hospital, only Han Xiaduo accompanied Han Zhijing and Xu Yining.

Xu Yining has passed out from crying many times, and her whole body is still twitching. Han Xiaduo hugged her body tightly, also bursting into tears.

Han Zhijing was negotiating with the police, and the police brought the truth about Han Jingyu's death.They have checked the surveillance video of the hotel and its surroundings, and saw that Han Jingyu was brought in by several men, but afterward, these men disappeared. Only Han Jingyu died in the hotel, and according to the latest autopsy report of the forensic doctor, they were A large amount of cocaine, or methamphetamine, was found in Han Jingyu's body.

The real cause of Han Jingyu's death was cardiac arrest caused by an overdose of the virus.

And her death is not beautiful.

She was naked, covered in wounds, her lower body was torn, and there were traces of being violated during her lifetime. It can be seen that she went through a lot of pain before she died.

Tang Mowan felt terrified and extremely sad when he heard it, and Xu Yining over there even collapsed and covered his head, shouting: "Stop it, stop it—"

Then his eyes went dark, and he passed out completely.

"Yining——" Han Zhijing ran over to catch her body, and called out to the doctor again, causing the scene to become chaotic again.

Fu Shaoqian hugged Tang Mowan and stood aside, watching the doctor take Xu Yining away.

At this moment, Han Xiaduo looked at Fu Shaoqian, who was standing with Tang Mowan, with complicated eyes, but she also knew that now was not the time to reminisce, so she followed the doctor on high heels.

To make matters worse, Peng Yuan also came.

That tragic expression of grief made Tang Mowan feel for a moment that the person who died inside was actually her daughter...

(End of this chapter)