Leaning on the man's arms, Jura fell silent for a while, remembering that the man's clumsy explanation tonight was really laughable.

The careful care, the embarrassment of trying to explain for fear of misunderstanding, every appearance is moving......

But this emotion that does not belong to her is so clearly in front of her, the sincerity in Leng Chenxuan's eyes, Zhu La, she understands, she is moved.

But everything, in her opinion, was a dream, and she wanted to hide in the dream, unwilling to get out.

With a bitter sigh, Jura's fingertips dug deep into his palm, and his eyes trembled slightly.

Feeling Zhu La in his arms, his body was slightly cold and trembling, Leng Chenxuan was a little distressed, and his big palm pulled the shirt that slipped down to his back.

His hands suddenly circled Jura's body, his thin lips were close to the base of Jura's ears, and he whispered: "It's a little cold outside, let's go inside!"

Leng Chenxuan's warm breath mixed with the evening breeze, wrapping around the root of Zhula's ears and the tip of her nose, and the crispy tingling sensation pulled Zhula's confused thoughts back, and she trembled.

Her face instantly flushed, and Jura's body instinctively took a small step back, grabbing the hem of her pajamas with both hands.

Seeing Zhu La's panicked and shy appearance, Leng Chenxuan's abdomen ached, and the corners of his mouth showed a meaningful arc.

Slowly approaching Jura, the white fingers slightly lifted Jura's chin, and the fingertips gently brushed Jura's ruddy cheeks.

"We've been together for so long, and I'm still shy" The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and Leng Chenxuan opened his mouth ruffianly, his eyes full of pampering.

Da grasped Zhu La's slender waist, his hand was a little strong, and he whispered slightly: "It's cold outside, don't freeze the child in your belly!"

The man's hoarse and deep voice sounded overhead, and Jura was slightly stunned.

The little hand touched his abdomen, lowered his eyebrows, and muttered, "I almost forgot about you little guy......"

Before he could finish speaking, Jura had already taken a big stride and walked into the house.

Lifting the thin quilt, Jura lay down in the whole person, her soft hair stuck to the white pillowcase, her little hands gently slid on her abdomen, and the corners of her mouth were full of smiles.

Xu stood on the balcony for a long time, Xu was too sleepy, his head glued to the bed, closed his eyes, Jura was already asleep......

Listening to Zhu La beside him gradually breathing evenly, Leng Chenxuan sighed.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, although he was helpless, he felt warm.

After adjusting the temperature in the room, Leng Chenxuan gently pulled up the thin quilt and lay down with his whole body.

The big palm wrapped around Jura's waist, her head rested on her shoulder, and the tip of her nose greedily smelled the fragrance of her hair.

With a happy smile on his face, he slept peacefully.

Early in the morning, Jura woke up from her sleep, rubbed her eyes, and lifted the thin quilt.

"Why don't you sleep more?" Before he got up, Zhu La's whole person was warmly pressed on the shoulder by Leng Chenxuan in front of him.

Wanting to speak, but not knowing what to say, Jura licked her lips slightly and moved her body.

"I'm hungry!" Jura raised her eyes and looked at Leng Chenxuan, and spoke softly.

Hearing Zhu La's sentence "hungry", Leng Chenxuan's eyes were full of smiles.

He gently grabbed Jura's small hand, placed it in the palm of his hand, and walked out of the suite.

"Is this table enough for you to eat?" Leng Chenxuan pointed to the food in front of him and said arrogantly.

Looking at the table full of food, Jura frowned slightly, frowning.

"You're a pig, and you make so many tricks for breakfast?" asked, Jura turned her head to look at the man behind her.

Leng Chenxuan didn't seem to hear it, and held Zhu La's small hand tightly.

Along the dining table, he began to slowly introduce: "Today's breakfast is made by the French chef of the hotel, you are pregnant now, and you need nutritious ......"

Listening to Leng Chenxuan's face full of excitement to introduce the characteristics of each breakfast.

Jura had a trance-like feeling of when that arrogant and cold man had become like this.

Looking at the man in front of him in a slim-fitting tailored suit, with his hands in his pockets, he talked endlessly.

Jura was a little moved, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

Pulling back the chair, Jura gracefully picked up the food on the table and savored it slowly.

If you can't refuse his kindness, then accept it with peace of mind.

Sometimes letting go of the so-called dignity, the so-called face, is also respect for oneself.

Seeing Zhu La pick up the spoon and drink the nutritious soup in front of him, Leng Chenxuan's face was full of pampering.

With one hand on her cheek, her deep eyes were fixed on the side of her face.

The beams of light from the morning fell softly on Jura's body, and she picked up the baked bread with both hands and took a slow bite.

Turning her head suddenly, Zhu La winked at Leng Chenxuan with a satisfied expression: "Where did you find this chef, you actually know the taste I like?"

Seeing Zhu La's excited appearance, Leng Chenxuan cleared his throat.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, he leaned close to Jura and whispered in her ear: "I always remember what you like!"

Biting the mouth of the bread, he suddenly stopped moving, and Zhu La looked back and stared at Leng Chenxuan.

His eyes were slightly moist, his nose was sour, and his throat seemed to be stuck.

I don't know how to swallow, but the man in front of him made Jura a little moved.

"Ahem...... cough ...... "Xu was too excited, and Jura choked on the bread.

Picking up the orange juice on the table, Leng Chenxuan nervously handed it to Jura.

The big palm gently patted Jura's back, and said with concern: "Eat slowly!"

Taking the orange juice, Jura took a sip, but coughed violently.

His face was flushed, his little hands covered his chest, and his uncomfortable eyebrows were frowned.

Seeing that Zhu La was so uncomfortable, Leng Chenxuan felt distressed for a while, and his big palm gently ran down Zhu La's back.

After coughing a few times in a row, Jura finally restrained herself, and she slowly picked up the orange juice and took a few sips in a row.

"I'm sorry!" Leng Chenxuan put Zhu La's small hand in his palm and said apologetically.

The center of his eyebrows gradually frowned, and Zhu pulled his fingers.

His eyes stared at Leng Chenxuan in front of him, and his face gradually turned cold.

"Leng Chenxuan, are you so interesting? Are you still the person I know, where is that arrogant and ruthless president?"

With his hands around his chest, he walked to the window, raised his eyes and looked at the sky, looking into the distance with empty eyes.

Standing behind Zhu La, Leng Chenxuan was a little speechless for a while.

Now he is more and more unaware of what the woman in front of him wants, and he is less and less able to understand what he can give her.

Everything she wanted, she had already obtained by her own efforts.

She had seen the end of the prosperity, and she was covered with scars.

Leng Chenxuan didn't know what to do, what kind of way to love Zhula in front of him.

The feeling of powerlessness that couldn't enter her heart no matter what, made Leng Chenxuan feel remorseful.

If there is an if, he wants to do it all over again with her.

If there is an if, he wants to be by her side when she needs him.

If there is if, he wants to give her full love when she needs it.

If there is an if, he wants to hug her in his arms when she cries.

If there is an if, he wants to believe in her when she is misunderstood.

If there is a if, can we still be together.

The one who will be with you for the rest of your life, I hope it's me......

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