Gao Leng Mingfu: Have a baby with you

Chapter 170 Special Functions?

"What do you mean by that?"

I looked at Jing Rong and seemed to understand what he wanted to say.

"All of this is just your imagination."

I stared at him like I was looking at a strange monster.

After so much love and hatred, he actually said that everything was just my imagination.It's as if you're watching a very wonderful and scary movie, but at the end it's just a dream, it's shocking, speechless, irritable, and even... wants to kill.

In fact, I am also afraid. What I am most afraid of now is that after I have given up all my feelings, I will be told that everything is just a dream.

"You're talking nonsense, not imaginary, because you can't see it so you're talking nonsense here, I don't want to hear it, not at all."

"Then, why didn't anyone see your boyfriend, or the child's father is Xiao Qingxin or Su Gan?"

"Shut up, shut up for me..."

I'm angry, one is my uncle, the other is my teacher, he means that there is some kind of messy relationship between me and them, so I will keep them?But these things have nothing to do with the case. Is he just suppressing me and experiencing the thrill of being a psychiatrist?
Because I was emotionally unstable, and the other party said some indignant words, the black energy in Jing Rong's body exploded.During this period of time, he seldom loses his temper because he wants to take care of me.In fact, I also know that my feelings for him are true, and there is no need to doubt it.But today, this psychiatrist really annoyed him.He protected me behind him, and said coldly: "They all want to test whether I am real, so let them know, don't be afraid, you are right."

His hand stretched out suddenly, and then the psychiatrist was grabbed by the neck and fell hard onto the table.His glasses fell off and his nose was bleeding.

Then he was lifted high and dropped to the ground with a snap.

He seemed to be terrified, and said loudly: "Help, help."

He ran to the door and tried to open it to save himself, but the door couldn't be opened no matter what.

Jing Rong walked towards him slowly, like a cat catching a mouse, gently snapped off one of the man's fingers, and then wrote on the wall with his hand, still in traditional Chinese.

I was so angry just now, but seeing Jing Rong's violent actions made me a little depressed. This is the police station. Is it really okay for him to do this?But looking at what he wrote again, I think he is provoking everyone.

"If you have evidence, come and arrest me."

With a snap, he reached out and shattered the glass behind me.

I hid on the side, only to realize that just like a TV show, there were many people standing there, including my uncle Xiao Qingxin.He seemed to be invited to assist in the investigation, and now he put his hand on his forehead to express that the matter was really difficult.

But at this time the door was opened, someone came in and dragged the psychiatrist out, and I was left aside by them.

Until Xiao Qingxin said: "She is still a pregnant woman. I think she should be released after 12 hours. You don't have the right to detain someone for such a long time. Besides, she has nothing to do with any incident."

"Is it really okay? Does this niece of yours have a mysterious power..." Captain Liu seemed to want to say something, but a piece of glass slipped across her neck and stuck into the wall.

"You feel like threatening a policeman like this..."

"I'll explain everything and let her go to rest. Team Liu, you should at least calm down and stop thinking about this matter with the usual way of thinking, otherwise it will be like the blood on the wall. You have no evidence." The police handle cases carefully Evidence, so my uncle's words were poking at the heart of Team Liu.

"Yes, let's arrange a room for her to rest first." Team Zhang spoke suddenly, and I felt the muscles on his face twitched a bit, as if forced.

"Xiaomeng, come here and uncle will take you to rest, be careful not to prick your feet."

Uncle knew that I was frightened, so he beckoned to me, looking extremely distressed.

I was also depressed, and said aggrievedly: "Uncle, that psychiatrist is too much. He is not a psychiatrist. He clearly wants to control my thoughts and make me not admit that everything is the same." I really want to cry, But he endured it.

Uncle touched my head and said, "You didn't make any mistakes, it doesn't matter."

Then he took me to his kennel, a small room with two beds, air conditioning, a desk, a small refrigerator, a small bathroom, nothing else.

"You rest on my bed. I'm right across the street. He should go out with his girlfriend tonight." My uncle comforted me, but when I saw his bed, I rolled my eyes at the sky and said, " Uncle, I really don't understand the world of men."

"Don't you have a man?"

"Jing Rong is not like you. He has to change two sets of clothes a day, and he throws them away as soon as they get dirty. But look at you, these dirty clothes are piled up and used as pillows. Don't you have a washing machine?"

"Yes, yes."

Uncle touched his head and laughed heck.Then he said again: "That husband of yours is perverted."

I glared at him, and looked at him in this room. Jing Rong didn't sit on the bed when he came in, but found a chair and sat down.The disgust on that face!
Reaching out to pick up her dirty clothes, the uncle immediately said, "I'll wash it myself, you rest, you're all tired."

I was really tired, so I climbed onto his bed, and when I was about to lie down, a quilt appeared in front of me.

"..." I feel that my husband Jing Rong is really caring, and knows how to send the kid back to carry the quilt.

But the uncle's expression was not very good, he gritted his teeth and said, "You despise me that much?"

Jing Rong didn't pay attention to him at all, and the hostility in his body has not disappeared until now.

I know he must still be angry, in fact, I am also angry.Today's interrogation seemed to treat me as a key suspect, but it had nothing to do with that case.After the little ghosts helped me spread the quilt, they took my uncle's to wash, very well-behaved and sensible.I lay on the quilt full of Mr. Sun's smell, feeling quite comfortable.It is now the middle of the night, and I am very tired after a night of torment. Although lying on the bed is very comfortable, my stomach hurts.

So he couldn't fall asleep, stared at Jing Rong, but didn't want him to worry, so he said, "Uncle, can you turn on the air conditioner, it's so hot."

"It's not summer anymore, why are you so hot?"

"It's just hot."

"Xiaomeng, do you feel like your stomach is on fire?"

Jing Rong suddenly came to me with a little excitement, and stretched her hands gently on my stomach.

"Well, do you know what's going on?"

"I know, I'm afraid he will be born in another month or half a month, and his strength is gathering, so you will have a feeling of heat in your abdomen. These days, your body temperature may be higher than normal Some, I'll hold you better."

It's rare for Jing Rong to talk so much at once, but I was surprised and said: "But, it's not time yet."

"Well, he may be a little anxious, which may have something to do with your emotional instability."

"Don't be premature."

"No, he is not an ordinary fetus, he will take care of himself."

"Oh."

"From now on, don't suppress yourself, let me do it, I will protect you. We exist and will always be with you."

"Well, I see, Jingrong thank you."

"Forget it, leave it here for you guys, I'll go and see how they want to deal with your matter." Uncle stood up and went out, and I fell asleep in Jing Rong's arms after he left.His arms are comfortable, cool and shady.

Seeing that it was dawn, so I didn't sleep for long. When I woke up, I found that my uncle had come back, so I lay all my clothes on his colleague's bed, and fell asleep with a quilt on my body. It seemed that I was very tired. .

I glanced at Jing Rong, and he gently touched my head, as if comforting me.But I don't have time to get bored, I feel like going to the toilet.After washing up, I realized that my stomach was much bigger and pointed this night. I poked it with my hand, and a small piece came out in response, which seemed to prove that the psychiatrist was talking nonsense. He exists.

(End of this chapter)