"What are you talking about?"

Zheng Xiaoying looked at Lu Zihao, he sat opposite with a solemn expression, a pair of dark black eyes looked straight over, and the surface of her pupils was glowing with a layer of cold water, seeing that she looked away unnaturally, and the atmosphere suddenly became serious.

"I've talked to the doctor, and your due date is in May next year."

When Lu Zihao said this, his expression softened, and his lips curled.

"You've got your due date so fast?"

Zheng Xiaoying stared at him in astonishment, and when she saw the expression on his face that was similar to joy, Zheng Xiaoying felt a slight heat on her cheeks, put her hand on her lower abdomen, and her eyes flickered.

The child has only been two weeks, and Lu Zihao is so nervous, if she says that she will not get married, Lu Zihao will definitely not agree.

Zheng Xiaoying bit her lip, raised her eyes and cautiously looked at Lu Zihao's face, and was surprised to find that he was staring at herself.

"Xiaoying, let's get married."

Lu Zihao's magnetic voice was low and pressed in his heart, and Zheng Xiaoying suddenly raised her head, "What did you say?" ”

Her head went blank on one side, almost thinking she had misheard!

Is Lu Zihao proposing to her?

"No way!"

Zheng Xiaoying stood up suddenly, accidentally knocked down the water cup next to her hand, and the warm water spilled on her body, but she ignored it completely, and looked at Lu Zihao with her hands on the table, "I won't marry you, I have no feelings for you!" ”

"Not at all?"

Lu Zihao's eyes flashed with emotion for a moment, and then he looked at Zheng Xiaoying with a straight face, "Even if you have no feelings for me, but in ten months, the child will be born, do you want the child to have no father?" ”

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Zheng Xiaoying.

Because she didn't have to go to work today, Zheng Xiaoying was wearing a white light gauze shirt with a long hem that barely reached her knees.

Zheng Xiaoying was wearing this dress, her figure was even more petite, and she couldn't tell that she was pregnant at all.

However, Zheng Xiaoying was indeed pregnant with his child, which was told to him by the doctor himself.

Lu Zihao suppressed his eyes, and suddenly pulled out a chair and stood up, his tall body easily blocked Zheng Xiaoying's sight.

"For the sake of the children, we must get married!"

He stared at her, his eyes focused but irresistibly cold.

Zheng Xiaoying was slightly stunned by him, she had never seen Lu Zihao talk to her with such eyes.

What does this mean? Forced marriage!

"You want to be beautiful!" Zheng Xiaoying gritted her teeth, picked up a fruit and threw it on Lu Zihao, "Who wants you to be responsible?" I can also feed the children myself! ”

She walked into the room with a dark face.

I didn't really want to marry Lu Zihao, who knew that Lu Zihao would force her.

Come on! She is even more reluctant to get married now.

"How long are you going to be willful?"

As soon as she took a few steps, her elbows grappled coldly, and with a strong force, her whole body was dragged out of balance, and her back hit a warm wall.

Before she could see what was going on, Zheng Xiaoying felt her lower abdomen being held tightly.

Looking down, she saw a pair of wheat-colored arms wrapped around her body, crumpling her clothes.

Zheng Xiaoying tried to push him away, but the other party's hand was too heavy, pressing her hard, and she could feel the hot body temperature on his body through the clothes, and the masculine masculine breath was all poured into her nose.

It felt a lot like that night.

Zheng Xiaoying looked at the man behind him with her spare eyes, but found that his face was ugly, almost without a trace of expression.

"If one day in the bar, I don't rush back, do you know how serious the consequences will be?"

Lu Zihao whispered angrily and put it next to his ear, and Zheng Xiaoying could even feel that when he spoke, his lips opened and closed quickly, making his ears itch.

"You let go! I'm a doctor, don't I understand this? ”

Zheng Xiaoying tried hard to push him away, but she was not used to being held suddenly.

"You're self-righteous!"

Lu Zihao's tone suddenly became gritted teeth.

Before Zheng Xiaoying could respond to his words, her shoulders were pressed, and with a sudden force, she was turned around and faced Lu Zihao's dark face.

"You're now pregnant in addition to being a doctor."

"I ......"

Zheng Xiaoying opened her mouth to refute him, but was stunned and found that she seemed to be stuck in her throat and couldn't speak.

She glanced at Lu Zihao's face, simply lowered her head and looked at the floor, and didn't say much to Lu Zihao.

Wouldn't she know such a simple thing?

She was so careless because she didn't know that she was pregnant, where was the need for Lu Zihao to say more here?

Zheng Xiaoying pouted and pushed Lu Zihao's hand away with her backhand, "I'm a little tired and want to go to sleep." ”

As she spoke, she walked over to the other side of the room, and next to it happened to be a cabinet, the glass door of which reflected her figure like a mirror.

Lu Zihao stood behind him and watched her, and there was no expression on Jun's face.

Zheng Xiaoying looked into Lu Zihao's eyes, and could vaguely see a few dark lights surging in his eyes, and his mood didn't look very good.

After returning to the room, Zheng Xiaoying closed the door, put her back on the slightly cool door panel, covered her lower abdomen with her hands, and remembered Lu Zihao's words, and had another headache.

Lu Zihao should not have given up the idea of getting married so easily.

She lay down on the bed, pondering what to do, and before she knew it, she had said it.

Half-asleep and half-awake, Zheng Xiaoying heard a faint footsteps approaching her, and the sound of a man's unique breathing came from the air.

After a long time, she felt in a daze that the quilt on her body was being pulled, and the coolness that had been circulating on her arms was replaced by warmth, as if someone had covered her with a quilt.

Zheng Xiaoying turned over, and the smell of cologne wafted from the tip of her nose.

Before she could figure out the smell, there was another sound of footsteps beside her, and as she walked away, the room was quiet again, and she fell asleep again.

I don't know how long she spoke, Zheng Xiaoying heard a loud noise, as if it was coming from outside the room.

She snorted in dissatisfaction, trying to ignore the sounds, but who knew that the noise outside was even more violent.

"What for?"

Zheng Xiaoying reluctantly narrowed her eyes, and was the first to see a gray ceiling in front of her.

She blinked, and then she could see that the room had fallen into darkness.

Turning her head to look at the balcony, through the thin curtains, she saw the dark night outside the window, it was already night?

"How long have I been asleep?" Zheng Xiaoying got up from the bed in a daze, holding the alarm clock on the bedside table in one hand, and the hour hand was just pointing at seven o'clock.

She slept from morning to night, which is too sleepy, right?

Zheng Xiaoying quickly lifted the quilt, put on slippers and walked to the door, leaning against the door panel and listening to the sound outside.

I vaguely heard Lu Zihao's voice and another woman's laughter, as if she was chatting happily.

Who's in her house?

Zheng Xiaoying twisted the doorknob suspiciously, and opened the door a thin slit, so that the sound outside could come into her ears more clearly.

“…… Zihao, our Xiaoying is an only daughter, and later took the doctor's card, she has been independent since she was a child, and she will not ask others for help when she encounters difficulties, and she is worried that she will not be able to marry for the rest of her life. ”

The woman's worried voice sounded familiar.

Isn't that her mother? Zheng Xiaoying slammed the door open, stared at the hall with wide eyes, and saw three backs on the sofa.

One of them sat at one end of the sofa, and his neat short hair knew at a glance that it was Lu Zihao.

"Auntie, Xiaoying is just a little stronger, you don't have to worry so much."

Lu Zihao smiled sideways, his bangs were pushed aside, making his contours soften, and a mouthful of white teeth looked unsightly!

Lu Zihao is pretending to be a young man again! Zheng Xiaoying squeezed her hands and looked at Lu Zihao's side, only to see a woman with her hair coiled looking at Lu Zihao with a smile on her face, and shallow wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes.

"Zihao, it's good that you understand. When are you going to get married? ”

The woman said, looking at Lu Zihao with an eager expression.

Zheng Xiaoying stood at the door of the room, and she could also see the light in the woman's eyes.

She gritted her teeth and walked quickly to the side of the sofa, "Mom, when did you come over?" ”

As she spoke, Zheng Xiaoying's eyes looked at the other end of the sofa and saw a middle-aged man in brown clothes looking at her in surprise.

"Xiaoying, are you awake? How is the child today? ”

The man said, quickly standing up and helping her over.

"Xiaoying, are you hungry? When your dad and I came over in the afternoon, we boiled soup in the kitchen, and it's almost ready to drink now. ”

Mother Zheng also walked over, and asked her to sit next to Lu Zihao with an enthusiastic face, and her eyes narrowed with joy.

"Xiaoying, your dad and I flew over this morning, and we just happened to see Zihao cooking for you."

When Mother Zheng said this, she looked at Lu Zihao, "Zihao, it's really hard for you." ”

"Auntie, this is what I should do." Lu Zihao smiled, and his pampered appearance made Zheng's mother even more satisfied.

"Zihao, you're tired all day, chat with Xiaoying here, and your dad and I will serve you soup."

Zheng's mother said, squeezing Zheng's father's eyes.

"You two have a good talk."

Father Zheng immediately understood, explained a few words and left.

"Come over to me!"

Seeing them walk into the kitchen, Zheng Xiaoying suddenly dragged Lu Zihao up with a black face, dragged him into the room, closed the door with a "bang", and glared at Lu Zihao angrily.

"What did you tell my parents?"

Zheng Xiaoying clenched her fists, eager to punch Lu Zihao in the face.

She just slept for a while, and her parents came over from Jiangcheng, and her relationship with Lu Zihao was very good.

They looked at Lu Zihao's eyes just now, and they almost regarded him as their own son.

Zheng Xiaoying glared at Lu Zihao, he was wearing a simple shirt, the collar was neatly buttoned, and the bangs were also put down, living like a good young man from a neighbor's house, and even with some bookish air.

At a glance, her heartbeat couldn't help but get out of control.

But in the next second, Zheng Xiaoying clenched her fists and forcibly suppressed the strangeness in her heart, and she couldn't be changed by Lu Zihao's appearance.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

She took a step closer to Lu Zihao, her watery black eyes overflowing with anger.