In Love With The Fake Bride

But Jun Mengyao didn't take this matter to heart, and took the elevator to the top floor.

When she got out of the elevator, the two bodyguards guarding the isolation room also bowed their backs, "Hi, Miss Jun."

"Okay, okay." Jun Mengyao nodded with a stiff smile, walked through two doors, and finally came to the isolation room.

The corridor was still quiet, but Jun Mengyao's heart suddenly became tense, worried that she would see something she didn't want to see later.

Although she repelled Murong Huai's approach, she didn't want to see anything happen to him.

Especially since there was no news from Murong Huai in the past two days, the extraordinarily quiet corridor made her faintly worried again.

It shouldn't be a serious problem for Murong to conceive him, right?

With the uneasy mood, Jun Mengyao's steps became cautious.

When she was about to walk to the ward that Pei Chuan pointed to last time, she subconsciously clenched her fists, holding her breath and not daring to look inside.

It's fine, Murong Huai will be fine.

Jun Mengyao comforted herself in this way, and mustered up the courage to look inside.

However, the ward was empty, even the quilts were neatly folded, obviously no one lived in it.

At that moment, Jun Mengyao's face turned pale, and her heart sank to the bottom.

Could it be that Murong is pregnant with him...

No, nothing will happen to him!

Jun Mengyao bit her lower lip tightly, but she still couldn't control the soreness in her heart, and soon her nose was stained red, causing tears to well up in her eyes.

Murong Huai...

She recited the name silently in her heart, tears could no longer be controlled, and fell silently, hitting the ground along her smooth cheeks.

Did that guy who was always pestering her and insisting on asking her to give him a chance just give up?

She hasn't convinced herself yet, how could he give up so easily...

Jun Mengyao felt weak all over, her legs were so soft that she could no longer stand still, and her body was so cold that it was as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

She was unable to hug her shoulders, and slowly slid down against the glass window.

That guy who was always hated by her just left without saying a word...

Jun Mengyao just squatted on the ground helplessly, with tears still rolling down her face.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself, she clearly hated Murong Huai, and she clearly told him to stay away from her!

But why does her heart hurt so much, as if a big hole has been torn open abruptly, why can't she stop the pain?

Never at that moment, Jun Mengyao was so helpless like this moment, as if she had returned to her gloomy childhood.

Falling into a sad mood, she didn't realize that there was a figure walking quickly from a distance, and after seeing the tears on her face, she slowed down in ecstasy.

Deliberately slowing down, she walked silently in front of Jun Mengyao, bent down and looked down at her, with distressed love in her eyes.

He slowly stretched out his hand, and wiped away the tears on Jun Mengyao's face cherishingly, his voice was exceptionally gentle, "Yao'er, why are you crying?"

"That guy...he..." Jun Mengyao pouted helplessly, tears kept falling like broken beads, "he..."

"What's the matter with him?" The voice of the visitor was extremely soft, as if he was afraid of scaring her.

Jun Mengyao shook her head dejectedly, her eyes were extremely sad, "It doesn't count what he said, he said..."

"say what?"

"Say..." Jun Mengyao was about to answer when she suddenly realized something was wrong. Why is this voice so familiar?

She looked up in surprise, her tear-stained face was full of astonishment, "You you..."

The person in front of him smiled softly, his handsome facial features shook so that his heart melted, his thin lips almost stuck to Jun Mengyao's face, "Yao'er, what's wrong with me?"

Jun Mengyao only felt that her mind was blank. She stared blankly at Murong Huai who was close at hand. After a while, she reached out and squeezed his face, "Are you real? Does this hurt?"

Murong Huai's handsome facial features were deformed by pinching, but he still kept a gentle smile, "Yaoer, you can actually pinch me more gently."

Not only did Jun Mengyao not let go, but she twisted hard again, "It really doesn't hurt?"

"It's okay." Murong Huai's right cheek turned red from being pinched, but he still tried his best to maintain a handsome smile.

"It really seems to be an illusion," Jun Mengyao lowered her eyes sadly, her heart suddenly burst into anger, and she pinched the tips of her fingernails fiercely, "Damn illusion, get out of here!"

The sharp nails poked Murong Huai's face, and he finally realized, dumbfounded, that Jun Mengyao seemed to have thought something wrong.

"It hurts, let go of Yao'er," Murong Huai exaggeratedly exclaimed, holding Jun Mengyao's cool little hand with his big hand, smiling dotingly in his eyes, "Yao'er, you cried so sad just now, Do you think I'm dead?"

Only then did Jun Mengyao believe that she was not hallucinating, and that there was indeed a living Murong Huai in front of her eyes!

Nothing happened to him at all, it was because she had too much imagination and almost had a big oolong!

After realizing her stupidity, Jun Mengyao's face instantly became hot and red like a fire, and she didn't dare to meet Murong Huai's bright eyes.

She lowered her head in embarrassment, desperately denying her stupid behavior just now, "I didn't, you think too much, I didn't speculate at all."

Murong Huai still had clearly visible nail prints on his right face, but he smiled extraordinarily brightly, almost jumping up with excitement.

Just now he thought that something terrible happened to his little Yao'er that made her cry so sadly, and he was about to comfort her.

Unexpectedly, those tears were shed for himself!

Looking at Jun Mengyao whose eyes were still reddish, Murong Huai was very moved.

This duplicitous little girl must have been tempted by him a long time ago, right?

Otherwise, why would you cry so sad when you thought you were not there?

He hugged Jun Mengyao happily, and pecked hard on her tender cheek, "Yaoer, my good Yaoer, you are obviously worried about me!"

How sad Jun Mengyao was crying just now, now she feels so embarrassed, she can't wait to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

She covered her cheeks with her hands, refusing to be secretly kissed by Murong Huai again, and jumped angrily, "Nonsense, I didn't! It's not what you think at all!"

Murong Huai looked fondly at the girl in his arms, this innocent little girl didn't even know how cute she was when she covered her face for fear of being kissed!

He was in a good mood, grabbed Jun Mengyao's shoulders, and fought against Jun Mengyao as if playing a prank.

Didn't she cover her face to prevent him from kissing her? Then he won't kiss his face!

Murong Huai started to tease Jun Mengyao's thoughts, and the soft kiss fell on Jun Mengyao's forehead, eyebrows, eyelids, and her tender white hands like a dragonfly. Jun Mengyao was extremely embarrassed, but she couldn't get rid of Murong Huai's teasing, so she stomped her feet anxiously, "Murong Huai! If you don't go away, I will lose my face!"