After that, Liu Wei was sent back to the inn. For pregnant women, sleep was important, and staying up late was taboo.

It was already close to the fourth fragment of the night. It was already late, but he could still rest.

Fu Zichen had not slept the entire time. She was aware of the big plan that she had to take care of tonight, so when Liu Wei was brought back, he asked while looking at her obviously distracted expression: "Did she fail?"

Fu Zichen frowned: "Why would I get pregnant before marriage?"

Liu Wei: "It's because of premarital sex."

Fu Zichen did not say anything, but her expression was clear with two words — — extremely ugly.

Liu Wei's face expanded before she realised that this was ancient times.

She possessed the soul of a modern person, but the ancients did not think so. When they had just met Fu Zichen, Fu Zichen thought that she had been abandoned miserably and had no choice but to raise her children.

It wasn't until they got to know each other that Fu Zichen understood.

However, if it really happened to him, Fu Zichen would never be smart enough to think that it was the right thing to do to have a relationship with a woman before marrying her.

How could the principal wife be so disrespected?

This was also the reason why Fu Zichen didn't like the Rong Ling who he knew the most. He believed that Rong Ling was trampling on Liu Wei.

However, hearing Liu Wei's tone, it was as if he was whoring Rong Ling for free, as if he had taken a huge advantage for himself, Fu Zichen did not understand.

"So, will you insist on marrying the other party at an inopportune time?" Liu Wei asked again.

Fu Zichen replied without thinking, "I will."

Liu Wei: "..."

Fu Zichen stared at her: "If you don't even have rank, then what is a child?"

Liu Wei understood. She stroked his chin and started to think: "In other words, Rong Ling wants me to give him a name? He was afraid I'd have a baby and wouldn't recognize him? "

Fu Zichen was silent, the main reason was because he had never heard of women giving men titles, and men were afraid that women would not accept it after giving birth to their children. Under normal circumstances, they would change their identity, in Fu Zichen's mind, males were above females, it was so since ancient times.

"Probably, you're too wild, causing others to be worried." As Fu Zichen said this, she felt that what she said was not right. Generally speaking, Tai Ye should describe a playboy that lived in a brothel.

At this moment, it should be the first time in Fu Zichen's life that she held any sympathy towards Rong Ling.

Fu Zichen started to seriously look up. Was it too arbitrary for him to recognize that person's identity as the persecutor that she had slandered in the past?

Liu Wei went back to her room and slept soundly. In the morning, she was awoken by the sound of the door latch.

When he woke up, he saw that Rong Ling was changing her clothes.

Liu Wei sat up and extended her hand towards the man.

Rong Ling put down her clothes, walked over, and sat down on the side of the bed.

Liu Wei knelt behind him, extended his hand and pinched his shoulder, and said: "Are you busy?"

Rong Ling almost immediately held down her hand, coldly stood up, and spoke to her without expression: "There's no need for this, the wedding is already set."

Liu Wei blinked and said in an aggrieved manner: "It's precisely because I love you so much, let me pinch your shoulder, don't be nervous."

Rong Ling was merciless, shesheid not listen to the slanderous words of others, she changed her clothes, washed herself, and when she came back, he laid on the bed. She did not give Liu Wei the slightest opportunity to flatter him.

Liu Wei stuck close to him and pressed his chin on his shoulder blade. He whispered into his ear, "Rong Ling, I like you a lot."

The man didn't say a word or turn his head.

Liu Wei then extended his hand over, and touched his earlobes, fiddling with the small ball of meat: "Did you hear what I said, I like you a lot, the way my sweetheart likes you."

The man still didn't react. He closed his eyes and frowned.

Seeing that the foreword was more than enough, Liu Wei vaguely shook him, and with a shake of her head, she discussed, "Whether or not it is a marriage, I will never change my feelings for you. Xiaoli is your child, and Xiao Ye is also your child.

With a "Hua la" sound, Rong Ling turned around. His hawk-like vision pierced into Liu Wei's face, and was so sharp that it seemed as if she was about to be pierced through.

Liu Wei, who thought that he said it well, shrunk back and pursed his lips, looking at him carefully.

The man sat up, his tall figure appearing extremely oppressing at this moment. He looked at the woman on the other side of the bed and spoke in a solemn voice, "After the child is born, how are you going to explain this to him? How do you explain how you and I address each other? How does Xiaoli view me? What do outsiders think of you? Have you thought about that? "

Liu Wei was weakened by his serious look. He lowered his head and twisted his fingers, "Just like now … "There's nothing wrong with that..."

"Not good." Rong Ling approached her, "I want to be a bit more open and honorable so that our children can have parents and let the world know that you, Liu Wei, are my, Rong Ling's, wife and someone who will accompany me throughout my life and into old age."

Liu Wei looked at him dumbly, meeting the man's gaze, facing the burning determination in his eyes.

Some people don't care about names, they think that being comfortable together is the most important thing, while others believe that the weight of names is not just a change in appellation, but a true, true, internal, external, spiritual union on all levels.

He didn't want to use marriage to tie her up and make her have nowhere to run. He only wanted to have a clearer understanding of their future, their children, and their entire lives and lives.

Just as he had said, it was an open and honorable scene.

It was probably because she did not understand, that Rong Ling's expression was terrible, and Liu Wei did not dare to provoke him, she could only nod her head obediently and obediently said: "That makes sense, that makes sense.

After saying so, he quickly got off the bed, grabbed his coat and left the room. When he closed the door, he didn't dare to use too much strength. He carefully closed the door and tiptoed down the stairs …

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