Inside the villa, it was a mess.

Murong Che couldn't help frowning, he didn't expect that Midnight Snow would really get out of control like this.

In his heart, she has always been a gentle lady, and she has always been so good. But today, like a shrew, she is crazy and wants to destroy everything.

He had a headache and held his forehead, but he was helpless.

It seems that we can only find someone to clean it up.

Carrying Su Ying to the road, he sat on the edge of the bed and said, "Sakura-chan, do you want to sleep for a while?"

Su Ying knew that it was impossible for him to be by his side every day, even if he was willing, she couldn't bear it.

He has a company and has a lot of things to deal with, how can he stay by his side and not worry about the company's affairs?

Su Ying curled the corners of her lips and smiled lightly, "Che, I'm fine, if you have something to do, go and get busy first, it's okay for me to be alone." ”

Hearing this, he sighed softly, "Otherwise, I'll bring Aunt Li back to take care of you?"

"Good. ”

Although she is not used to being taken care of, now, she has no better choice but to nod her head.

Now I have a hard time even going to the bathroom.

She couldn't help but feel that she was very useless.

"Am I useless?" She opened her mouth to ask, feeling very uncomfortable, and she was really scared, and she needed to live under the care of others in the future.

Murong Che stretched out his hand, rubbing her cheeks gently with his fingertips, with pity, "It's not useless, it's only temporary." ”

"Fool, don't be cranky, you know?"

She took his hand, letting his palm touch her cheek, as if it felt warm and safe.

She knew he was reassuring her.

Her pessimism affects her condition, but she understands her condition.

How could she not understand?

Some time ago, she often had headaches and dimness in front of her, and she always used the excuse of low blood sugar anemia to deceive herself, but she became more and more panicked in her heart.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she knew that she was in a terrible situation.

It's so bad that she has to sacrifice her children.

Is it really going to come to this point, to make a choice in the face of sacrificing children and losing sight?

If she wants to kill the child in her belly, she really can't bear it.

But if you don't, you're doomed to go blind.

At the moment, does she still have a choice?

At the beginning, that child, because of Murong Che's indifference, could only face that kind of ending.

But this time, how will she choose?

Regarding the existence of this child, she did not plan to let Murong Che know about its existence for the time being.

Because she was afraid, afraid that it would face the same fate as before.

If he knew about the existence of this child, whether it was out of consideration for Su Ying's physical condition, or whether he was unwilling to accept the existence of this life, the result would be the same.

She was suddenly helpless, should she choose to get out of here?

If Murong Che knew about her pregnancy and forced her to kill the child in her belly, what should she do?

After Murong Che left, Su Ying curled up and sat on the bed, and began to think nonsense.

She wondered how she would take care of a child if she chose to give birth to it.

She can't even take care of herself in her current condition.

When he came downstairs, Murong Che called Aunt Li to come back, and then dialed Qin Haoyu's phone again and handed over the work in hand to him.

Staring at the mess in the room, thinking of the way Midnight Snow went crazy, Murong Che's brows couldn't help but furrow.

Looking up in the direction of the upstairs, a bitter smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

For now, he just wants to stay by her side and help her heal her eyes.

When I returned to the bedroom again, I saw the woman cowering in the corner with a deep frown, looking so helpless.

Her eyes used to be so charming, but now, they are like angels with broken wings, which is pitiful.

He stepped forward, sat down in front of her, and gently put his arms around her shoulders, "Crazy again?"

Hearing his voice, her brow stretched slightly, and she shook her head bitterly, "No." ”

At this point, she really wanted to choose to leave, but she didn't know how she could leave.

Murong Che hugged her arm tighter, and a gentle voice came into her ears, "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Will you?" Su Ying couldn't help but glance at her eyebrows, and raised her head with some doubts.

"As long as I want to do it, there's nothing I can't do. Besides, isn't there still a teacher like you to guide me?"

Murong Che's eyes were overflowing with sweetness, and a kiss was imprinted on her forehead full of doting.

"But now that I'm like this, how am I going to guide you?" Su Ying pursed her lips and frowned a little bitterly.

"You just have to tell me the steps and I'll take care of the rest. He spoke confidently, and the reason why he suddenly became angry was just that Aka was bored by herself, afraid that she would be cranky and wanted to divert her attention.

Perhaps, when she is in a better mood, she will be willing to go to the hospital for treatment.

Su Ying thought that she was bored and kept busy, maybe she could reduce the irritability in her heart, so she nodded and agreed, "Okay." ”

He led her downstairs, picked up a rocking chair and placed it at the kitchen door, asked her to sit down, and then put on a pink apron and walked into the kitchen with a smile on his face.

"You sit there obediently, I'll ask you if I have any. He poked his head out and smiled and admonished.

On the rocking chair, a happy smile appeared on Su Ying's face.

Although he felt like a useless old man at the moment, he couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth when he heard his busy voice in the kitchen.

How sweet it would be if you could see him at this time, and be able to see him wearing an apron and busy for himself.

Murong Che rolled up his sleeves, picked up the ingredients he needed, and carefully followed the steps taught by Su Ying.

Listening to the busy sound in the kitchen, the corners of Su Ying's mouth raised a bright smile. She once had the luxury of watching her beloved man clumsily make breakfast for herself.

Today, however, her extravagant hopes have come true, and she can't open her eyes to see that busy back.

The aroma of the food gradually wafted out, and the taste was full of sweetness.

God knows how much she wanted to open her eyes at this time and see the beautiful picture of the once invincible man walking out with the meal he cooked.

My heart is as sweet as honey at the moment, but I am also sad.

The worst thing in the world is not without a man for you* breakfast.

It's that when he does it for you, you don't see what he looks like when he's cooking.

Suddenly, there was a clang in the kitchen.

Su Ying hurriedly sorted out her thoughts and stood up from the rocking chair.

"Che, what's wrong?"

At this time, Murong Che was cleaning up the dishes that had accidentally fallen on the ground in the kitchen, and he didn't hear Su Ying's voice at all.

Su Ying, who couldn't get a reply, panicked inexplicably, stood up and groped her way to the kitchen.

"Che, are you alright?"

Seeing that Su Ying, who was groping in, almost touched the steaming rice cooker, he was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped forward to hold her hand and pulled her to a safe place.

She was still worried, "What happened to you just now, did you hurt somewhere?"

She couldn't see, and she could only think of things to the point of seriousness by imagining.

Touching her worried look, the softest place in Murong Che's heart was deeply hit, this woman said that she couldn't forgive herself, but in fact, in her heart, she also cared so much about herself.

Still unable to hear Murong Che's reply, Su Ying was completely panicked, could it be more serious than she imagined?

"Che, don't scare me, what's wrong? Is it hot, or did you accidentally cut your hand?"

Looking at her anxious appearance, Murong Che's heart was both happy and sad.

Sadly, she became extremely uneasy and sensitive when she couldn't see anything.

Obviously she just broke the plate, but she panicked like this.

Murong Che pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, eager to be embedded in his bones.

Su Ying's heart was still flustered, and she struggled to ask again, "What are you doing?"

Murong Che didn't let go of her at all, and a gentle voice came from above his head, "Fool, I'm fine, I'm fine." ”

Hearing his answer, she breathed a sigh of relief, felt her arms getting tighter and tighter, and Murong Che's gentle voice came from her ears, "Wife, you're also worried about me in your heart, aren't you?"

He hugged her tightly, so tight that she almost couldn't breathe, but his heart was so sweet.

I don't want to push him away, let him hold him tightly, I just want this moment to stay forever.

Su Ying slapped his chest a little angrily, "I hate it, you deliberately scared me, right?"

He was really annoying, knowing that she was already worried to death, but he still didn't speak, leaving her nervous and worried.

He just smiled and hugged her tightly, and didn't explain, he just wanted to hug her quietly like this, give her warmth, and give her all the sense of security.

As long as she knows that she still has him in her heart, it is enough.

Full of happiness welled up in his heart, making him feel extremely satisfied.

Until she smiled helplessly and said, "I'm hungry, what about the lunch you made?"

This is the braised pork that he suddenly remembered and was still stir-fried in the pot.

Only then did he quickly let go of her, walked over and opened the pot to see, it was black, and the thick smell of paste quickly spread.

Su Ying smelled the thick smell of mush, and couldn't help but pull the corners of her mouth.

At the dining table, she sat there obediently, waiting for Murong Che to bring the prepared meal.

Murong Che only brought some dishes that didn't look so miserable, and enthusiastically sandwiched them into Su Ying's bowl, "How about you taste it." ”

Su Ying carefully picked it up and slowly handed it to her mouth.

I took a bite and felt that the taste in my mouth was strange.

It's salty.

Mu Murong Che definitely killed the salt merchant, so salty that Su Ying swallowed it with difficulty.

But her heart was full of sweetness, after all, this was the first time he had cooked for himself.