In the master bedroom, Luo Xingchen's mood was extremely low.

The doctor's words made her fall into a kind of panic, whether it was her, or her and Jin Zeming's child, it was distressing that something happened to either of them.

Her eyes were stimulated by tears and tingled, and she reached out to touch her phone, and she opened the desktop to see a group photo on it.

In the group photo, Jin Zeheng was sitting on the grass, Jin Lovely leaned on him, holding a handful of small wildflowers in his hand.

And she stood behind them, bent down slightly, and put her hand on Jin Zeheng's shoulder.

Jin Cute smiled happily, and the wind blew her hair, revealing her fair and full forehead and delicate little face.

Looking at the photo, Luo Xingchen subconsciously remembered Jin Zeming, in fact, if you look closely, the cute forehead looks very similar to Jin Zeming, they are all so full and beautiful.

If it's really something wrong with her body, what about cuteness?

Handed over to the so-called family of the country, she is not at ease.

Then, only Jin Zeming is left.

Thinking about it, a sad feeling suddenly tugged at the bottom of her heart.

She reached out and stroked her daughter's immature, bright smiling face, and her eyes were red.

She couldn't help but replay the past in her mind, and her thoughts seemed to drift to the distant past that no longer existed in the man's memory.

"Zeheng, you must have lived a miserable life too...... Don't worry, I must find Jin Zeming in the past, I will! She thought to herself.

She covered her lower abdomen, and her heart, full of melancholy and worry, became gentle again.

Their children, their love!

There was a smile on the corner of her lips, very light, very light, but very warm.

The door creaked softly.

Luo Xingchen hurriedly put the phone down and closed his eyes, which had begun to swell.

The big bed bounced slightly, and the temperature brought by the man's body instantly wrapped her.

"I'll arrange it tomorrow, and I'll take the time to accompany you to the hospital." Jin Zeming wrapped his arms around her body, his chin taut against her forehead

Luo Xingchen turned around and hugged him, most of her body was hanging on him, and she racked her brains to think about what to say so as not to make him suspicious.

"You don't have to accompany me, you have so many things every day, and those reporters ...... In any case, more is better than less. Since you have arranged it, I will go alone, promise me. ”

He answered, but put her small white and slightly cool hand in his palm and held it gently.

Looking down at her pale face, his cold eyes warmed a lot.

"The doctor said she was too tired, so don't worry too much......" Suddenly, he noticed the red streak under her eyes, "What's wrong?" Ever cried? What's wrong? Tell me! ”

"No," she rubbed her eyes, "it was the dust that got into my eyes just now, and I rubbed them a few times, and they turned red." ”

"Xingchen," Jin Zeming reached out and touched her smooth arm, holding her tightly in his arms, "You must ...... it well"

He opened his mouth and didn't say anything, just put his face next to hers.

Then he shoved her against the pillow and kissed her eagerly on the lips.

The kiss was so intense that she couldn't breathe, which was already uncomfortable.

The air in the lungs is squeezed, and gradually, the oxygen level reaches zero.

Her face was flushed, and her hands hung limply.

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