Feng Yu twitched her hand, and suddenly slammed her force when Xin Moge's grip was not put down, and she pulled it out, then stood up, took the stool she sat on and went to sit opposite Xin Moge, and across a table from Xin Moge, she said bluntly: "I'm not pregnant." I've said it before, and now this is the last time, believe it or not. ”

Xin Moge's complexion suddenly sank slightly, but he quickly recovered as before, got up and walked to Feng Yu opposite, and asked as he walked, "Really not?" ”

Feng Yu stood up unconsciously, and stepped back step by step in Xin Moge's approach, "There really isn't!" ”

"Don't lie to me?" Listening to the voice, Xin Moge quickly and accurately grabbed Feng Yu's wrist to prevent Feng Yu from continuing to retreat. One eye cannot see, but it is sharper than the eye that can see, and it is as black as ink.

Feng Yu glanced at it, it was a little difficult to look at it directly, just like that night, and said with a light smile: "What did I lie to you." ”

Xin Moge listened, a trace of disappointment rose in his heart, and he kept clasping Feng Yu's wrist in Feng Yu's continuous pumping. After a while, the other hand slowly stroked Feng Yu's face, and Xin Moge said in the same tone: "Not now, there will be later." When I have a child, give birth to him. ”

Feng Yu was slightly annoyed, and blurted out: "Why! ”

"Because, I like it, I want you to have a son for me." Overbearing as if taken for granted, Simmogo said without changing his face.

Feng Yu almost crossed it in one go. I've seen a domineering person, but I've never seen such a domineering person, just say "he likes it", and she wants to give birth to a son for him? Damn, what did he take her Fengyu for? "You ......"

"Don't always go against me." Xin Moge stroked the hand on Feng Yu's face, and his fingers suddenly blocked Feng Yu's lips.

The next moment, Xin Moge took Feng Yu into his arms. Whether he was in love with her, he didn't know what to say, and he couldn't be sure, because this feeling had never been, let alone any woman, very strange, so strange that he couldn't even tell himself, but he had to admit that she was a little different to him, he didn't want her to leave, he didn't want to be without her, when she asked those words in the hot spring, the tenderness that rose in her heart was still very clear, and it came out unconsciously at this moment.

Feng Yu didn't move. She felt she should push Simmogo away, but she didn't move. This embrace at this moment made her a little strange greedy. If he likes her, if he stops forcing her so much, be nice to her...... Thinking like this involuntarily, Feng Yu didn't feel a little moved. Only, will he be like he thinks?

Time, passing in silence. In the room, there was silence...... -

The dividing line –

Xin Moge has always had a habit of cleanliness, and he didn't go to bed to rest all night, and Feng Yu didn't go to bed, sitting on a stool and lying on his stomach all night.

Early the next morning, the sky was bright, and the window began to turn white, Feng Yu, who was lying on the table, woke up slowly, rubbed her head, and saw Xin Moge standing by the window with his back to her alone.

The next moment, Feng Yu's mind unconsciously recalled the "hug" last night, and after hesitating, she stood up and walked over.

After getting closer, Feng Yu found that Xin Moge's face was unusually pale, "You ......"

Simmogo suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Feng Yu's words were interrupted by Xin Moge's sudden vomiting of blood. Feng Yu was extremely worried, and hurriedly checked Xin Moge's pulse.