Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 319 Go to the hospital and cut the child out! (3)
Looking at her back leaning against the door panel, her hands subconsciously covering her stomach, although she tried her best to straighten her back, she looked as if she was about to run away at any moment.

Obviously, she had prepared her mentally well before opening the door, but when facing him, she still didn't have that much courage.Quietly breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up again, but still did not come over.

The two of them were separated by the door to the sofa, and she asked: "Jin Shao is looking for me, what can I do?" The expression on that face could not be considered cold, but indifferent.

Jin Mingheng looked at her pretending appearance, and had the urge to strangle her to death.But he held back, and a smile appeared on his lips.The man himself was beautiful, but when he laughed, the entire hall was eclipsed, automatically reduced to the background.

His charming expression was infused with the laziness of the past in an instant, and he tapped his hand on the armrest of the sofa, and asked: "It took me three hours to find this place, so I shouldn't do my best to be a landlord and give me a drink." Is it?"

At this time, Jin Mingheng seemed to be very much like the one he had just met.But this doesn't match the anger he had just outside the door, doesn't it?
She really wanted to drive him out, but since the door was opened, she knew that this wish was not realistic.After finally picking up the courage to walk in, he asked, "Only tea, is that okay?" Although it is good tea for Father Shen, it may not be able to enter the mouth of his young master.

Seeing Jin Mingheng really nodding his head, he looked like he was about to taste it.She had no choice but to go to the electrical cabinet, bent down, took out the tea, found an empty cup, boiled water, and made tea for him.

During the whole process, he could feel his eyes falling on his body following his actions.Her movements were slow but steady, and finally she placed the steaming teacup in front of him.When the bottom of the cup fell on the coffee table, before she could take her hand back, her wrist was caught by his extended palm.

With a shake of her hand, the freshly boiled hot water spilled out, and a few drops splashed on the back of her hand. She frowned in pain and wanted to take it back, but his wrist was still held firmly by him, and it just stayed there, not letting her flinch.

"Mingheng..." she shouted, her voice a little pitiful.

"Call me Jin Shao!" He looked at her, although there was still a smile in his eyes, although there was nothing wrong with it, there was a sense of distance.

With that look and tone of reminder, it seemed to say that she had gone off the rails, and that they no longer had that kind of intimate relationship.

Song Ningjiu's heart trembled, and she called, "Young Master Jin."

Although her heart was tight, but he was right, she shouldn't call him that anymore.As if satisfied, he let go of her hand.

Song Ningjiu withdrew her hand, the place where it was splashed was red and in pain, she quietly put it behind her and backed away.

Jin Mingheng picked up the teacup and took a sip, then put it back, his expression couldn't tell whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied.She stood aside, like a little maid serving the young master.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself, she obviously didn't owe him anything, but in front of this man, the innate dignity in him always made people unconsciously look short.

He seemed to be the same as her back then, but she didn't have the courage she had when they first met.Because I have experienced a lot and know a lot, I realized how ignorant I was back then.

For a moment, neither of them spoke, the space was so quiet that even shallow breathing could be heard clearly.

Jin Mingheng looked at her stomach for a long while before asking: "How many months?" Perhaps it was because of the mention of the child, although there was still that carelessness in his tone, his tone unconsciously contained a touch of tenderness.

"32 weeks." She replied, her voice was astringent, her hands were unconsciously placed on her stomach, and her fingertips tightened her grip on the fabric, which was an unconscious defensive behavior.

Jin Mingheng fell into her hands, remembering that when she left, her flat stomach was only slightly protruding, but now it looks like she has a ball in her pocket.She had slender arms and legs, and thinking of her usually tight abdomen, he began to wonder if that belly would be burst.

Frowning, he quickly dispelled this layer of worries for her, and instead wanted to touch and feel this child.He stretched out his hand, but restrainedly picked up the teacup and took another sip.

He has never been used to drinking tea, and his mouth is full of astringent taste, so he asked again: "Are you going to give birth here?"

Before coming, he not only called to find out who was in Yangxin County, but also found Shen Xiaoyi's address.At the same time, we also investigated all her registered information in Yangxin County, only the hospital admission records.

She couldn't figure out his intention of asking this question, she bit her lip and responded: "En."

"Well, I'll come and hug me when I'm born." With the sound of the cup falling on the tea table again, he made the announcement.

Yes, notice, no discussion at all.

Song Ningjiu's face turned pale when she heard him say that she would hug her personally. She looked at him anxiously and said, "You can't—"

Jin Mingheng looked at her and asked, "What can I do? I can't take the child away? Then you think my Jin Mingheng's child, I will let him live outside?" The tone still maintained the same light, gentle and casual tone Every word and every word pierced her and his heart sharply.

"Or do you think that you have the ability to compete with me for the custody of this child?" She lied to herself back then, because she was sure that he would not let go?
Song Ningjiu clenched her lips. Yes, she lied to him because she knew that he didn't have the ability to resist and fight if she wanted her.

"Ming Heng, don't do this..." She suppressed the mist in her eyes, bit her lip and whispered, her voice full of pleading.

"Jin Shao!" He still smiled, and reiterated lightly, reminding the relationship between the two.

Without love, indifference is also hurt.

Until he left, Song Ningjiu sat on the sofa with his head down.The afternoon sun shone into the living room through the window, but her gray face was sunk in the shadows, so it couldn't shine into her heart.

The sun was gradually moving westward, leaving only a magnificence in the west, Shen's father and Shen's mother came in after get off work, turned on the light, and saw that she was still sitting there, it seemed that she had been sitting there for a long time, and her face was not good.

"Ning Jiu, what's the matter with you?" Mother Shen was startled, and immediately came over.

Song Ningjiu came back to his senses, smiled at them, but with a little reluctance, said: "It's okay." Maybe it was because he hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Father Shen followed in, glanced at the cup of tea that was still on the coffee table, and asked, "Is there a guest?"

Song Ningjiu shook her head, stood up, and said, "Papa Shen, Mama Shen, I'm tired, I'll go back to my room to rest first."

That look obviously had something on their minds, and the Chen couple looked at each other and said, "Well, go to bed when you're tired, and I'll call you for dinner later."

Song Ningjiu reluctantly pulled her lips and went back to the bedroom.

There was still her half-packed suitcase on the bed, and two books were scattered on the floor, and now she might not be able to escape even if she wanted to.He is so careful, I am afraid that there are people downstairs with him now.

(End of this chapter)