The male god pretends to be deep, 100 misses

Chapter 162 171: Amazing, Wuli Qianqian [3]

"If you want to eat something else, let's order it again, shall we?"

His words seemed to make people drown in it. He was so close to her that Song Qianqian could hear his shallow breathing.

It hit her heart one by one, like little ripples circled by duckweed.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Jun Lin continued to bend down, trying not to let himself be pressed against her stomach, and brushed her soft hair with the fingers of his left hand: "Still, tell me if you want to eat, I'll order it, OK?"

He coaxed her and followed her temper as much as possible, but he had an end goal.

Song Qianqian continued to close her eyes, unwilling to even talk to him, she slowly pulled herself away from his arms, turned sideways, and avoided another place beside the bed.

Her eyelashes are very long, and under the reflection of the light, it looks like a small fan, but at this moment, this fan seems to bring a gust of wind, causing an even bigger hurricane to spread in King's Landing.

His lips trembled slightly, but he took a breath and forced himself to say in a softer tone: "Since you don't want to eat, then we won't eat. I'll ask my aunt to bring a glass of milk. Drink it and sleep well." How about a night's sleep? If you get hungry in the middle of the night, I'll ask them to prepare food for you, so you won't be hungry."

But no matter how much he persuaded, Song Qianqian didn't answer. She curled up in one place, bent her body, and breathed long, as if she was really asleep.

A strange look began to flow in Jun Lin's eyes, with the omen of anger after forbearance.

But he was still controlled by him: "If you don't want to drink milk, I will feed you myself. Feed it with your mouth."

With this sentence, Song Qianqian, who had her back turned to her, completely opened her eyes. She glanced at the person sitting behind her from the corner of her eye, indifferently and coldly.

"Auntie." After Jun Lin finished speaking, he waited for her for 5 minutes, waiting with a good temper, and even slowed down his breathing, but after 5 minutes, she still did not give herself an answer.

So, he wanted to call people in on his own initiative.

But was interrupted by Song Qianqian's cold voice who suddenly sat up. She looked into his eyes as if she was looking at a stranger, someone so strange that she hated: "Junlin, is it interesting for you to do this?"

Finally, when she answered, the corners of Jun Lin's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes looked away from the door panel.

The two looked at each other, but the air was too depressing.

Jun Lin's gaze is soft and hot, but Song Qianqian's gaze is so cold that it makes people freeze.

"As long as you are willing to eat, nothing is too much." Jun Lin faced her, stretched out his hand, and shortened the distance between her and him. His eyes reflected her face very clearly, "Yue'er, we Let's eat, okay? I know you have a big pregnancy reaction, if you can't eat too much, we will eat less. Is that okay?"

Song Qianqian was irritated by his actions, and even shocked by the word "pregnancy". She wanted to push him away, but her body was tightly held in Jun Lin's arms.

She pushed away and he pulled her.Until she got angry too.

"Junlin, I will not give birth to this child. How many times have I said that I will never give birth to this child. Why do you force me again and again? The relationship between us is If I can't tolerate this child, I won't want him either."

Because of these words, Jun Lin's grip on her arm gradually increased, and his eyes instantly fell to the bottom, but also because he listened to her too much, he became immune every time.Although my heart is still hurting, I can ignore it.

He loosened the grip on his hands, looked away from each other, got up from the bed, and said in a suppressed voice, "I'll ask my aunt to bring you a glass of milk. If you don't drink it, I'll feed it to you."

　Arsenic: Jun Xiao is not the only one who died. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)