Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Fu zhengci's eyes fell on the person on the bed who was so soft as if the wind could blow away. His eyes were full of remorse and guilt, "Lu Feng, I'm sorry, I..."

Lu Feng felt no less remorse than Fu zhengci.

Fu zhengci is his best friend. He doesn't know when his younger sister secretly communicated with him. He only knows that he can't stop it when he knows. At that time, he warned Lao Fu.

It's normal for men to love women. He can't control it, and he doesn't want to force Fu zhengci to be responsible for his little sister. He knows that forced twists are not sweet. But he warned Lao Fu not to let his little sister get pregnant.

The child, if he had any sense, would not let it die in his hands.

"You go. From now on, without this child and you, I won't bother you any more for my little sister's future." Lu Feng interrupted him. Maybe he was wrong and he should stop it.

Otherwise, the little sister will not lie here with scars, and she doesn't even know that she has lost her child.

Fu zhengci's heart was filled with guilt. He bit his teeth and said, "Lu Feng, I will be responsible for her and give an account to the lost child."

"No, you have your white moonlight to protect. I won't bother you." Lu Feng said faintly.

Fu zhengci didn't know how he got out of the hospital. The sun was shining outside, but he couldn't dispel the grief in his heart. He had a child, it had taken shape, but he had lost it forever.

God, is this the punishment you don't cherish for me?

That night, the anesthetic receded, and Lu Xiaomei woke up from her lethargy. She moved. Her whole body seemed to be crushed by a big truck. The pain was about to fall apart. She opened her eyes and saw the pale ceiling. Her breath was full of the smell of disinfectant. She frowned.

Some fragments flashed through her mind. She fought with her third brother in the car and was finally hit by the car. Is she dead or not?

When Lu Feng heard her cry, he rushed over immediately and lay down by the bed looking at her, "little sister, are you awake? Is there anything wrong? "

Lu Xiaomei looked at him and her eyes fell on the gauze on his forehead. She struggled to raise her hand and Lu Feng frowned, "what are you going to do?"

He held her arm and saw her reach out and pinch him hard on his face. He almost jumped up in pain. He said angrily, "what are you doing? Pinch me when you wake up. You're crazy about gain and loss?"

Lu Xiaomei giggled. As a result, the action radian was too large and affected the wound. She immediately felt pain and bared her teeth and cracked her mouth. Lu Feng saw it and scolded, "deserve it!"

After the pain passed, Lu Xiaomei said, "I thought we were both dead, so I wanted to pinch you to see if it was true."

Lu Feng booed several times. He said, "it's not easy to pick up a small life. Don't touch the mold again."

Lu Xiaomei turned her eyes and finally landed on Lu Feng. She asked, "brother, have I broken my hands, feet or disfigured?"

Lu Feng couldn't laugh or cry. He said helplessly, "no, you're fine. When your injury is cured, you can jump around again."

Then his eyes flitted uneasily from her lower abdomen. She survived. It was the child who blocked the disaster for her. If she knew the truth, she didn't know what it would be like to be sad.

Lu Xiaomei looked at him for a moment, "in that case, what are you doing with a sad face? I'm not dead."