Sweet Wife, be Good!

"Young Master Han?" Her voice had a soft nasal sound, so the man ignored her at all, and still indulged in it in his own way.

"Shen Muhan!" She raised her volume and her tone became rapid and high.

Shen Muhan propped up and looked at her: "Huh?"

In the **** voice is unsatisfied greed.

"If the child is gone in this case, who is it?" Xia Jiu asked.

There was a flash in his eyes, and the man was obviously aroused displeasure. Anyone who was interrupted at such a juncture would probably not be very happy.

He muttered: "You ran into the wolf house last night, isn't he still there?"

"But where can I stand your tossing!" Xia Jiu thought that if this child is gone, he will be relieved if he is gone.

But if it disappeared for this reason... she herself couldn't accept it.

She bit her lip.

In the man's low voice, there was an uncontrollable heat: "The last time."

Xia Jiu bit her lip. It was strange if she believed it.

No wonder it is said that they would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than men’s mouths.

Shen Muhan leaned down and held her dissatisfied red lips. At this moment, she was the only one in his mind, any child, or anything else, and he was not considering it.

Did he really keep her by his side for the sake of the child? Does the child make sense to him?

...

After Xia Jiu was tossed so much, the fever quickly subsided, and the muscles didn't look so sore - this pain had changed from the other pain.

With much physical exertion, I feel hungry.

She cursed herself in a low voice, is she really trying to be so cheap? Nothing was satisfactory before, but now it's better.

She looked down on herself.

When she went downstairs, she walked very slowly, and her injuries were still aching everywhere.

The butler greeted him happily: "Miss Xia, it's time for dinner."

"Yeah." Xia Jiu sat down, a table full of dishes, Chinese and Western style everything, I was afraid it would be enough for twenty people.

"Young Master has a job tonight, so he said that you can eat it by yourself. You can see if it suits your taste. If it doesn't suit your taste, I will withdraw and let someone cook it again. Or Miss Xia has anything you want to eat. Commanded."

"No need, that's all." Xia Jiu lifted up the chopsticks, lowered her head and chewed slowly, maybe she was really hungry. She ate a whole bowl of rice, ate a lot of vegetables, and drank it. Half a bowl of soup.

The housekeeper happily reported to Shen Muhan.

Xia Jiu thought for a while, and when the butler came over, he said to him, "Can I see the doctor?"

"Why is Miss Xia uncomfortable?"

"I just have something to say, I want the doctor to pass it on to Young Master Han." When Xia Jiu said this, her face blushed.

She wanted the doctor to persuade Shen Muhan and let him be more restrained. What she said almost didn't work.

But she is a pregnant woman after all, even if she doesn't want the baby anymore, she doesn't want to use this method to kill the baby.

Maybe only the doctor's words can work.

The housekeeper is a smart person, and Shen Muhan is also taking care of everything at home, so he almost understands what Xia Jiu means.

He whispered: "Miss Xia, there are some things that I really can't let the doctor say. Haven't you seen the doctor's position in front of the young master? If they say something, they are afraid that the young master will tear down the hospital. "

"Um..." Xia Jiu also remembered that it's better not to drag others into the water for his own affairs.

The butler smiled and said: "Miss Xia, the temper of the eldest master is really not very good, but I see him treat you with sincerity. Miss Xia is a good person, can you follow him more often? What's the matter? Communicate with him well."

If you want to be able to communicate, it won't be like this. Xia Jiu finished spitting out in his heart and said, "I will try my best."

She didn't try her best, she had done her best.

But some people really can’t just talk about communication.

As for the sincere statement? Xia Jiu smiled, she would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than a man's true heart.

What was Fang Minghao before?

Now that Shen Muhan looks like this, can he still have real heart?

What's more, even if he had it, she wouldn't dare to take it, it would be best if he didn't.

The steward said: "Miss Xia, the eldest master has never brought a girl back here. He has never even raised the idea of ​​having a child and forming a family. I think he really wants to live with you. Yes. What matters, both of you, please bear with me more."

"Well, I got it." Xia Jiu knew that these were all Shen Muhan's people, and it didn't matter what he said.

She stood up, thinking about what happened last night, feeling that a long time has passed, especially the long-term.

She was a little bored, opened the window, the evening sun was still good, faintly on her shoulders, very comfortable, her eyes fell from the sky to the trees in the backyard, the birds were chirping, thinking that she was not as good as the birds, and It was bored for a while.

Lowering his gaze, his gaze fell on the ground of the backyard. Xia Jiu looked at the ground in amazement, and the corners of his lips twitched. The whole backyard, from the walkway, to all the roads, was not blocked by trees and grass All the places are covered with a thick wool carpet, a piece of snow white.

The original noble carpet, spread in an inappropriate place in this way, looks a bit... funny and funny.

The housekeeper walked over and brought her a bowl of tonic soup: "Miss Xia, the eldest master said that this is an anti-fetal medicine, which is specially made for you."

Xia Jiu was looking at those carpets and laughed, and the housekeeper hurriedly explained: "The young master was laid on overnight. Although he didn't say why, I guess it was because of Miss Xia's injured foot. The young master is true. Very thoughtful."

Xia Jiu narrowed her eyes shallowly, withdrew her gaze, took the tonic soup, no thoughts could be seen in her eyes.

Shen Muhan converged a little at night, although he was still in the same room with Xia Jiu, he didn't mess around.

After this day, Xia Jiu also went to work in the company.

Staying in the huge Shen family villa was really boring, so boring that I couldn't breathe.

The muscle soreness caused by the vaccine still exists, but it’s much better than at the beginning. Xia Jiu put on a white silk top, paired with a pair of droopy Modilan powder wide-leg pants, carrying a bag. , To the company.

She wears pink, looks extremely delicate, yet elegant, every move is amorous.

Originally thought that the matter between himself and Dewey would arouse people's criticism, but when Xia Jiu arrived at the company, she found that not only was no one mentioning the matter, even Xia Ruomeng was as quiet as a chicken, and it seemed that nothing happened.

Xia Jiu was still thinking about his assessment, and asked Jiang Ai on the side: "Ai Ai, how was the assessment yesterday?"