Zheng Xiaoying only felt pain surging in her atrium, looked sideways behind her, and warm tears welled up from the corners of her eyes again.

Through her blurred vision, she saw Lu Zihao standing on the other side of the ward, wearing a light blue hospital gown.

There was still a syringe stuck in the back of his hand, and five fingers were clenched into fists.

"I'll make it clear to my uncle and aunt, you don't have to hide from me, but there is one thing, I want to make it clear in advance."

Lu Zihao looked sideways, his dark eyes were filled with undercurrents, "After the child is born, whether you want it or not, I will take on the responsibility of being a father." ”

As he spoke, he put his eyes on Zheng Xiaoying's lower abdomen, and only after a few seconds did he retract his gaze, and walked towards the door with his white lips pursed, his shoes making a clear sound on the ground.

Every sound seemed to step on Zheng Xiaoying's heart, she looked at Lu Zihao's back as he gradually walked away, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, and she suddenly sat on the hospital bed.

"If you dare to go, I will beat the child!" Her nose was sour, and her tears flowed even more fiercely, "Why do you want me to endure it alone during pregnancy?" Did you know that pregnancy is hard! ”

"The child is obviously yours, and you make it so hard for me to be alone?" Zheng Xiaoying cried and threw the pillow on the ground, still feeling uncomfortable, so she simply threw another pillow to Lu Zihao's side.

"After ten months, the children are all born, do I still need you to be responsible? I want you to be responsible for me! It's because you have this child that you want to marry me, and it's not me that you like at all! ”

Zheng Xiaoying threw the quilt over.

The wide quilt suddenly covered Lu Zihao's stunned face, Zheng Xiaoying didn't want to look at him more, so she sat on the bed with her face covered, and couldn't stop her tears.

"And what do you want me to do?"

Lu Zihao's cautious voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Zheng Xiaoying turned around, gritted her teeth and didn't want to answer him, her heart was beating fast.

She confessed to Lu Zihao just now, right?

Realizing this, Zheng Xiaoying's face began to burn, and she was annoyed that she had suddenly lost her sense of proportion?

"As long as you say a word, I won't leave."

As soon as she thought of this, Zheng Xiaoying felt that the mattress under her was pressed down, and a dark shadow appeared in the afterglow at the same time, quietly leaning towards her, "Do you want me to stay, or do you want me to leave?" ”

Lu Zihao's voice was very soft, and Zheng Xiaoying could vaguely feel the breath on his body lingering around his body, depriving him of the air in his nasal cavity.

She bit her lip, and suddenly threw her heart on Lu Zihao, tugging on his collar and saying fiercely, "I won't allow you to go!" ”

She didn't want to survive the ten months of pregnancy alone!

"This is your choice, if you want to regret it in the future, I won't agree!"

Suddenly, the man in front of the Ming Dynasty pursed his lips, and the possessiveness in his eyes was like a cheetah ready to pinch her heart.

Zheng Xiaoying's heart trembled, and she instinctively wanted to retreat to avoid him, but who knew that the back of her head was suddenly pressed, and when she looked up, she saw Lu Zihao leaning towards her face, and her lips were kissed immediately.

She struggled a few times, and then her lip flap was pried open, and Lu Zihao's unique breath rolled wantonly in her mouth, as if she wanted to devour her soul.

Zheng Xiaoying let out a muffled snort uncontrollably, and the clothes that were originally placed on Lu Zihao's chest climbed uncontrollably to his shoulders, and took the initiative to open her lips to cooperate with him......

"Husband, we'll come back later."

"What's wrong? Did Xiaoying quarrel with Zihao again? ”

Just when she was in a state of confusion, Zheng Xiaoying coldly heard the voice of Zheng's father and Zheng's mother, and she was so frightened that she pushed Lu Zihao away at once.

Looking over Lu Zihao's broad shoulders, she saw Zheng's father and Zheng's mother standing at the door of the room, looking at them with a surprised expression.

Seeing her looking over, Zheng's mother smiled with satisfaction, made an excuse at random, and pulled Zheng's father away.

"Now that everyone knows what my relationship with you is, you can't escape."

Lu Zihao looked down at her stunned face, there was still a flush on her cheeks, and there was an ambiguous light on her delicate lips.

Lu Zihao's eyes suddenly sank, holding Zheng Xiaoying's face, and continuing to do what he hadn't done just now.

Zheng Xiaoying hadn't come back to her senses yet, her lips were kissed again, and the masculine masculinity covered her heart.

She opened her eyes and looked at Lu Zihao's focused face, her lips involuntarily curled, and she softened to cooperate with him.

The heavy rain outside the window had not stopped, and the rain smashed against the glass window with a crisp sound.

Zheng Xiaoying accompanied Lu Zihao in the hospital to complete the examination and waited until the evening to leave.

When Lu Zihao was driving, he was accidentally hit by the car behind him and bruised a little, as long as he rested for a while.

Zheng's father and Zheng's mother lived in her house, so she had to go to Lu Zihao's side to live temporarily.

As soon as she took a shower, her parents called and said that they wanted to discuss the wedding, and they said a big push, which made her head hurt when she heard it.

"Who are you talking to on the phone?"

The room suddenly remembered Lu Zihao's slightly hoarse voice, Zheng Xiaoying sat on the bed and looked back, and then saw Lu Zihao coming from the bathroom, with a white towel wrapped around his waist, barely able to cover his key parts.

Eight distinct abdominal muscles bulged out on the lower abdomen, and the water droplets slid down the mermaid line and finally disappeared on the towel.

Zheng Xiaoying looked up, Lu Zihao was not wearing clothes, and his strong chest was exposed to the air.

He walked barefoot, sat down on the edge of the bed, removed the waterproof cover from his hand, and checked that the wound was not wet.

Because of the relationship between sitting down, the towel wrapped around Lu Zihao's waist was ripped up, and Zheng Xiaoying could already see the roots of his thighs.

"Why don't you wear some clothes!"

Zheng Xiaoying blushed and threw the pillow on him, her rapid heartbeat making it difficult to breathe.

"Haven't you already seen it?"

Lu Zihao deliberately turned sideways and leaned on her shoulder, his short wet hair was still dripping, rubbing on his cheeks.

"My parents are looking for you!"

She simply didn't talk to Lu Zihao, stuffed the phone to him, lifted the quilt and went to sleep, her nasal cavity was full of Lu Zihao's breath.

Lu Zihao sat on the edge of the bed and chatted with her parents, Zheng Xiaoying couldn't hold back her curiosity, pulled down the quilt, and looked at Lu Zihao with a pair of eyes.

He sat on the edge of the bed, the dim yellow lamp falling on him, making his skin look seductively wheat-brown, drops of water falling along his broad shoulders and onto his slightly bulging pecs.

When Zheng Xiaoying saw this, her cheeks couldn't help but get hot, and then she closed her eyes and went to sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but she gradually became tired, and in her confusion, her body was suddenly pressed by a force of gravity.

"My aunt and uncle and I have set our wedding date for next month."

The man's hoarse voice stuck to the eardrum.

Zheng Xiaoying let out a muffled snort, wanting to turn over and avoid him, who knew that her chest was coldly pinched, and she trembled and shrank into Lu Zihao's arms.

"Got it." Zheng Xiaoying just held up her spirits, responded to Lu Zihao in a daze, and fell asleep again in a blink of an eye.

In a daze, she heard Lu Zihao's light laughter, and then a light kiss fell on her forehead.

Because she was going to get married next month, Zheng Xiaoying asked Dr. Huang to come over to help with the shift, and spent a few days trying on the wedding dress with Lu Zihao, and also called Luo Ran over to help pass the eyes.

"Xiaoying, this one looks good."

Zheng Xiaoying had just changed into her wedding dress, and when she came out of the fitting room, she saw Luo Ran sitting on the sofa opposite with Xiaohan in her arms, showing a scrutinizing gaze at her, and then nodded.

"Really?"

Zheng Xiaoying turned to look at the mirror in surprise, the snow-white wedding dress was worn on her, the bandeau design with a straight neck set off her shoulders more petite, and she wore a blue necklace around her neck, which was just exposed in the middle of her chest, full of temptation.

Zheng Xiaoying turned around, the back of the wedding dress was designed with an open back, falling from the shoulders to the waist, which was very sexy.

She glanced at it a few times, then showed a satisfied smile, and finally found a suitable wedding dress.

"Baby loves it."

As soon as Zheng Xiaoying thought of this, the skirt of the wedding dress was suddenly pulled.

She looked down and saw a little girl in a pink dress squatting next to her skirt, clumsily holding the skirt in her arms, looking up at her cute little face.

Zheng Xiaoying was overjoyed by her, bent down to pick up Xiaohan, and kissed her on the face, "Is it okay for Xiaohan to accompany Auntie to find Uncle Lu?" ”

"Okay."

Xiao Han nodded obediently, but her eyes were staring directly at her skirt, and her little face was full of longing.

Zheng Xiaoying rubbed her little head, walked to the men's fitting room with Luo Ran, and saw Fu Zichen sitting on the sofa from a distance, supporting his head with one hand.

He was wearing a well-cut black suit, unbuttoned to reveal a white shirt, the collar was casually torn open, and his wheat-colored neck could be seen, not even the tie was fastened.

Zheng Xiaoying took a few steps forward and saw Lu Zihao in a white suit in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

He turned his back to her, and from this angle, she could see Lu Zihao's tall back, from clothes to pants, all snow-white, which matched the wedding dress on her body.

Lu Zihao raised his neck slightly and was tying his tie.

Suddenly, he turned around, and his face showed surprise, "Xiaoying, have you tried it?" ”

"Yes."

Zheng Xiaoying's cheeks were slightly red, and her gaze was unnaturally withdrawn from Lu Zihao's handsome face, only to find that he looked good in white clothes.

"Xiaoying, Zichen and I went out first."

Luo Ran's soft voice drifted into his ears.

Zheng Xiaoying raised her head in response, and saw Fu Zichen coming from the sofa at a glance, without a trace of expression on her face, and a casual look made people feel cold.

Paralysis! Zheng Xiaoying pouted to make way for Fu Zichen, at this time, there was pain in her shoulder, and when she looked down, she saw Xiaohan lying on her shoulder, "babbling" and pouting, probably because she was afraid that Fu Zichen would take her away.

Luo Ran also saw Xiao Han's thoughts, and took the initiative to take Fu Zichen's hand and walked out.

When passing by Fu Zichen, Zheng Xiaoying obviously felt a chill rushing up from her feet and thought.

When Fu Zichen left, this feeling disappeared, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and walked towards Lu Zihao.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Zihao also saw her strange appearance and took the initiative to take her to sit down on the sofa.

"Nope." Zheng Xiaoying leaned on him, and it was estimated that only Luo Ran could accept Fu Zichen's character.

She snorted and set her eyes on Xiao Han, the little girl sat on her lap, happily holding the skirt and refusing to let go.

Zheng Xiaoying nodded on her little nose, "If you can give birth to a girl, you must be as cute as Xiaohan's baby!" ”

As she spoke, she couldn't help but kiss Xiao Han on the face, and when she turned around, she felt that her waist was being hugged.

"If this baby wasn't a girl, we could keep trying."

Lu Zihao rested on her shoulder, and a smile appeared on his angular lips.

"Who wants to have so many children with you."

Zheng Xiaoying leaned on his arms in disgust, listened to his heartbeat, curled her lips uncontrollably, looked up at the corridor, and could see Luo Ran and Fu Zichen standing in the corridor chatting.

As if sensing her gaze, Luo Ran turned around to look over, and when he saw her and Lu Zihao's posture, Luo Ran reached out and took Fu Zichen's warm big hand.

"Zichen, Xiaoying's wedding dress has been chosen, let's go over and pick up a flight from school first."

"Okay."

Fu Zichen bowed his head lightly, stared down at her watery black eyes, reached out to hold her slender little hand, and five slender fingers interspersed between her fingers.

Fu Zichen was wearing a wedding ring on her ring finger, which happened to be on her palm.

Luo Ran looked at the hands of the two of them, his heart overflowed with warmth, and he leaned on Fu Zichen's shoulder and left the bridal shop with him.