Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 327 Brake failure (1)
"Leg, cramp." Originally, she just wanted to pour a glass of water, but she didn't expect her leg to cramp.

The body was put into the soft sofa, and the slippers fell on the kitchen floor when they were picked up.Hearing this, he raised the leg she was holding on to, put it on his lap, and rubbed it for her.

She bit her lip, and from time to time her mouth made the sound of inhaling because of discomfort, which made his heart tighten.

The light is so dim, but his movements are proficient and precise, and the strength of his fingertips is moderate.At some point, the pain in her leg began to ease, and all her senses focused on the strength of his fingertips on the leg.

At some point, the painful sounds of her breathing in his ears stopped, and the tense legs gradually relaxed.In the quiet space, apart from shallow breathing, there seemed to be a subtle embarrassment gradually flowing out.

"Okay, thanks," she said, polite and stiff.

He seemed to come back to his senses in an instant, withdrew his hands, and said in a cold voice: "There is a nanny at home. When you need it, just ring the bell beside the bed."

Really rich and powerful, Song Ningjiu lowered his head and thought.

He didn't hear her answer, so he looked up at her again, the living room without the lights turned on, and he only saw the silhouette of a human figure, but no expression.

silent.

Suddenly, she felt that the sofa cushion she was sitting on lost weight, and he stood up.Before he could think about it, the unique mint smell lingered on his body, and his arm passed under her intestines and legs.As soon as the body was light, the person was hugged again by him.

"My legs are ready." She said anxiously.

"What I'm afraid of is that my child is in danger, so you don't have to be sentimental." One sentence blocked all her unease.

Carrying a pregnant woman upstairs, although her belly is much bigger than before, the weight doesn't seem to increase.The steps under her feet were steady, she climbed up the steps, turned around the corner, then kicked open the bedroom door, and put her on the bed.

"This is not my room." Song Ningjiu called.

Jin Mingheng had already put her down, locked the door, leaned over, and put his hands on her side, so the two were very close.

She saw his thin lips hooked, and replied: "Yes, this is my house, no room belongs to you."

Song Ningjiu blushed, of course she knew it was his house.The problem was that he knew perfectly well that she was referring to the bedroom where she slept.And this one, judging from the decoration style, you can tell that it is a man's residence, and it is also the master bedroom.

He stood up and said, "Go to sleep, I'm just afraid that your legs cramped again in the middle of the night and you fell off the bed—" Needless to say, the latter words must have hurt his child.

Song Ningjiu didn't want to hear the latter sentence anymore, so she interrupted him and said, "You said it, there is a bell at the bedside." She was calling the nanny, so she didn't have to bother him.

"Yes, but Wang Ma lives downstairs." He replied.

It means that it takes time to come up, isn't it timely if he is by his side?
Now that this is the case, Song Ningjiu is naturally not worried that Jin Mingheng will have any other thoughts about him. He looks like he can't wait to strangle himself to death at any time.I was too lazy to fight, and I couldn't fight, so I fell down, turned over, and slept with my back to him.

When Jin Mingheng came out of the bathroom, she was already asleep.Lifting the quilt from the bed, she looked at her beautiful appearance reflected in the halo of the bedside lamp.It seems that she is thinner than before leaving three months ago, and her complexion is not good.

Because of his embarrassment these days?But who can blame?

He will never forget that more than three months ago, Jin Mingzhu answered his call by mistake.He immediately collected his location in Paris for investigation, arranged for Jin Mingzhu, and waited for the opportunity to rush back.

Along the way, he was thinking about how he would explain to her. He admitted that he had already felt the changes in her during the days separated from her Ba and Xin.It's just that his eagerness to find out about his mother's car accident was too urgent, which made the balance in his heart unbalanced.

Even then, he never thought of losing her. Whenever he was anxious, he always comforted himself that everything was temporary.Be patient, they will all have a good and solid future.

After Jin Mingzhu answered the phone, the anxiety in his heart spread, and he couldn't suppress it anymore, so he chose to return to China early.But as soon as he left the airport, he heard the news that she had undergone an abortion before entering the house.

He will never forget that when she stood at the door of the operating room and uttered those two words to herself.It was as if a knife had stabbed hard into his heart, it hurt.At that time, he really wanted to kill her, hated that she didn't believe in him, hated that they didn't even have a tacit understanding, hated that she killed their child because of a misunderstanding.

At that time, he really hated her.

He was afraid that he would really kill her by mistake, so he deliberately didn't ask for her news.All she knew was that the day after he left the hospital, she withdrew a sum of money and used the card he gave her.

Since then, there has been no news.

If he doesn't look for it, it doesn't mean he doesn't miss it. Every night is like masochistic, the more he misses, the more he looks down on himself.Why can't he let go of a woman who doesn't trust him, a woman who killed her own child?
For the past three months of restraint, the daytime is the same as usual, and the night is anesthetized with alcohol.Does she know?

Song Ningjiu, I hate you poisonously, do you know?
The hand holding the bed sheet tightened, as if the thing in the palm was her.Thinking of those feelings, thinking of my heart aching for the past three months.Now even if the child is still there, he will not forgive easily.

I don't know if this look is too fierce, Song Ningjiu frowned in his sleep, subconsciously cupped his stomach with his hands, and let out a painful cry from his mouth.

Jin Mingheng's eyebrows twitched when he thought of the scene where she had just fallen to the ground.At that time, he probably didn't even realize it. Just now, he swore that he would not forgive, his heart and expression were full of tension.

He didn't let go until she turned over to face him, and her brows gradually eased, as if she felt a little more comfortable.

Lie down and look at Song Ningjiu's face facing her.Resisting the urge to reach out to touch her, she turned off the bedside lamp.

Her vision was dark, and only her shallow breathing could be heard in the space.The familiar smell that belonged to her diffused in the room, and he gradually closed his eyes.

I slept very soundly that night, and when I woke up, it was already bright outside, so bright that I could feel the warm light shining on my face.He opened his eyes, only to find that the seat beside him was empty.

Feeling flustered, I immediately sat up.His eyes scanned the room, but he didn't see the expected figure.Get out of bed, open the bathroom - and nothing!Pushing open the door, he walked out quickly, walked to the corridor, and at the corner of the stairs leading downstairs, he heard faint voices coming from downstairs.

He unconsciously slowed down his pace, and then heard Wang Ma's voice asking, "Do you want another bowl?"

(End of this chapter)