Ye Qingcheng closed her eyes slightly and was out of breath in pain. Of course she knew she was pregnant

However, if the Oriental world brocade is gone, what's the meaning of this child?!

It's hard to say. The child can be pregnant later, but what about the Oriental world brocade?

Ye Qingcheng rolled up the sleeve of his shirt and handed over his white arm, "how much do you need?"

"A month is a phase. 20 cc of blood can be made into one pill. Ten pills are a phase. You need 200-400 cc of blood."

When the horse heard this, he immediately wanted to remind Ye Qingcheng, "Miss, 400cc is the amount of blood drawn by an adult man."

The implication is to remind Ye Qingcheng that she is pregnant now!

200cc is the limit!

Ye Qingcheng's lips are pale, "200cc, no failure is allowed."

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The sky finally cleared up and the sun rose. Due to the continuous rain period these days, the sky was clear and unreal.

Bentley's motorcade faced the rising sun, split the traffic flow and drove all the way back to the manor.

Ye Qingcheng sat in the car, pale. The car stopped slightly at the gate of the manor. A guard checked the people inside and opened the door.

The green plants on both sides are dense. Ye Qingcheng turns his head. When passing the garden in the front yard, a large cluster of wild roses bloom wantonly. The letters composed of white roses in the middle are yqc.

There is also a small stone fountain, gurgling flow.

Ye Qingcheng was in general health, and he hasn't had a good rest recently. He is easy to get tired. Now he has drawn 250cc of blood today

Her head seemed to be dizzy.

Although Evan later gave her a drug to restrain dizziness without any side effects.

When the car gradually approached the villa, ye Qingcheng saw the man sitting in front of the villa far away. He was still wearing a black nightgown and looked a little tired. At a glance, he knew that he woke up early in the morning.

Dongfang Shijin had some dizzy eyes. Seeing the convoy coming from afar, there was a glimmer of light at last.

That kind of light is an affectionate light, a light... Deep to the bottom of my heart.

He has been waiting for her to come back.

Ye Qingcheng got out of the car. It was cold and the sun was warm. She was still wearing the suspender skirt and his loose dark blue shirt.

She only wears a pair of flat shoes on her feet, and her figure is somewhat thin

Dongfang Shijin walked past, his figure was bathed in the sun, and his hair was dyed slightly brown gold by the sun.

When ye Qingcheng walked over, Dongfang Shijin hugged her and held her tightly in his arms. There was a light stubble on his chin.

His breath has a faint smell of tobacco.

"Cold or not?" Dongfang Shijin hugged her. The skin under her slightly rolled up cuffs was a little cold, and his heart was a little painful. She seemed to be thinner. The whole body was delicate. Where was it like a pregnant woman?

"It's not cold," Ye Qingcheng hugged him and buried his face in his chest. His skin was hot. It was obvious that he had just had a fever.

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