Although this is what the people above want to see - let Song Jin experience dimensional life, not just to do tasks.

But the system is a little anxious, eager to slap this slow goods to death, but pregnant people are indeed like women menstruating - inexplicably world-weanary.

"Don't you hate me very much?" Song Jin tugged at him with teary eyes, and did not hesitate to blacken himself, "He also said that he wanted to kill me." ”

"Oh. After getting along for many days," Han Jinqing got up and said slowly, "I suddenly think you're pretty cute." ”

Song Jin stared at him with an expression of the sky falling.

Han Jinqing watched her deflated, remembering the annoying words a few days ago, and felt a little rare childish pleasure in her heart.

It was the first time he had looked at her so closely.

The tails of her eyes are slender and slightly upturned, and her appearance is gaudy and demonic. The kind that is charming and seductive, the skin is well maintained, white and red, even if you wear old-fashioned and dignified clothes, you can't hide the charm in your bones.

The dark and thick eyelashes curled, like a butterfly wings about to fly, looked at him in astonishment at this moment, there seemed to be a bright and clear light under the dark eyes, and the diamond-shaped red mouth was slightly open, as if shocked and panicked.

His eyes darkened slightly, and for the first time, he felt that there were really people in this world who looked like him.

Originally, he planned to kill the woman on the spot when the child was born, but now—

It's okay to raise her, but her scheming can't make a name for herself.

***

These days, the happiest thing is probably the system.

Opinion increases by +1 and +1, but at least it is better than none.

Song Jin is a very scumbag person, she doesn't deny that Han Jinqing's cold and detached appearance before, she can't help but want to flirt, but now she can only see him every day, no matter how good-looking, no matter how handsome he is, it will inevitably be boring.

Coupled with the emotional ups and downs of pregnancy, she now sees people, and she can't wait to kick people out of the earth so that she can sneak out of the waves.

Therefore, she suspected more than once that the one in her stomach was probably the same as her.

After dinner, Song Jin vomited again, this would be lying on the bed with blank eyes reflecting on what he had done in the first half of his life, Han Jinqing came over and stuffed a pill into her mouth, Song Jin frowned, and reluctantly swallowed the medicine under someone's persecuted eyes.

The bitter taste spread instantly, and even the candied fruit couldn't be driven away, and the whole person said like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost, "Aren't you very good at medicine?" Can't you make it sweeter? ”

"No," Han Jinqing glanced at her lightly, "Good medicine is bitter, adding licorice will fade the medicinal properties." ”

Song Jin was about to say something, and suddenly "hissed", "That, that...... I seem to have been lying down for too long and my legs are cramping. ”

Han Jinqing didn't speak, lifted the quilt, and checked her.

When the season is in the hottest summer, Song Jin does not have the conservative concept of the ancient woman who has to sleep tightly, she is too hot, and the maid sometimes comes into the back room, she does not like to expose in front of others, thinking that she is covered with a quilt, but the inside is slippery.

She forgot about this stubble, until the quilt was lifted, and the cool breeze at night penetrated into the pores, bringing a chill, and she suddenly remembered that she had no clothes!

"Wait a minute......"

She didn't care about the leg cramps, she bent her knees and arched up, but she was pressed down by a warm hand, and the man's low voice didn't seem to have anything abnormal, and it slowly came from below, "Don't move, isn't it cramping?" ”