Qiu Feng leaned against the door of the guest room, his eyes closed, his frowning thick eyebrows, and his heaving chest showed that his mind was entangled.

Why does she want children so much? It's only been a few months since she got married, so why is she in a hurry to have a child? She was so young that she couldn't even register her marriage certificate.

"I don't want anything but children."

Her words are also decisive, and she is not as submissive as she seems, and she will fight for what she wants.

It's a pity that he can't give what she wants.

He let out a long sigh, thinking of her tears at the last moment he had just gone out.

"I'm sorry, I can't promise you this." He muttered to himself, walked to the bed, and sat down on the bed.

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The first ray of morning light woke up Xu Jingru, she opened her eyes, and found that she had actually slept in this shrunken position all night, slowly putting her legs on the ground, touching the cold ground, and she realized that everything last night was not a dream.

Stretching her hands and feet, it was time to get up and make breakfast, she stood up, and the sudden dizziness knocked her down, and her body fell limply to the ground, and her hazy consciousness reminded her that she might have a cold.

She closed her eyes and tried to take deep breaths, waiting for her consciousness to become clearer before she propped herself up and sat down on the couch, lying crookedly.

Breakfast was gone, she thought vaguely, and gradually closed her eyes and fell into the darkness.

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Qiu Feng didn't get up on time for a morning jog for the first time, and the sleepless night made him have a splitting headache, and he finally fell asleep at dawn.

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At noon, the winter sun shone through the window.

Xu Jingru was dreaming for a long time, one moment dreaming that she was getting married in a long wedding dress, but she couldn't see the groom's face, and for a while she dreamed that the child was running in front of her, and she couldn't catch up.

She struggled, ran, exhausted, and still couldn't see clearly.

Qiu Feng finally opened the door of the guest room, stood at the door, looked at the bright daylight shining in from the window, felt a little dazzled, walked to the window and closed the curtain a little.

At noon, he didn't see his wife's figure, he felt a little strange, turned to look at the master bedroom, the door was wide open, he took two steps, and planned to go into the room to check.

A faint whisper suddenly reached his ears and he stopped, frowned and turned to see her lying on the couch.

She frowned, her face flushed, her lips chapped, and her throat moaned. Recite.

His heart pounded, and her state unsettled him.

Leaning down suddenly, the back of his hand poking into her forehead, the hot heat causing his hand to shrink in fright.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" He grabbed her delicate shoulder and shook it, but she still had her eyes closed, unanswered.

It seems that she is sick and the high fever has put her in a coma.

"Hospital, yes, go to the hospital!" He helped her up, ready to pick her up, and when he saw the placket of her open nightgown, he quickly buttoned her up, and his hands trembled slightly, "Did you sleep here all night like this?" ”

Holding her hot body in his arms, he suddenly realized that she was so light.

"Didn't you eat?" He was a little frightened.

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When Xu Jingru woke up slowly, she saw a snow-white ceiling, and the feeling of dizziness made her trance-like for a while, and she didn't know where she was.

She blinked her eyes a few times, rolled her eyes, and saw that the drip bottle on the bedside shelf was dripping with the potion, and the tube was actually attached to her hand.

She was taken aback, frowned, and moved to sit up.

"Don't move," a man's voice commanded from the door that had just been pushed open, "you're still getting injections, lie down." ”

The corners of her mouth suddenly hooked faintly, and the pain in her heart suddenly opened.

That's the man she loves to the bone, she originally felt sweet when she heard his commands, why is her heart cold at the moment?

She lay down quietly again, slowly closing her eyes, trying not to see the lunch box he was carrying.

"Now that you're awake, let's eat some porridge and replenish some physical strength to get better quickly." He sat on the edge of the bed, and his voice was soft, not as cold and hard as last night.

Was it last night? How does it feel like a long time has passed?

"I don't want to eat it." She turned her face to the other side, her tone pale and weak.

"You have to eat!" He commanded again, as if he had been commanding her all along.

Xu Jingru's stubbornness suddenly came up, closed her lips tightly, and simply stopped talking.

"Are you throwing a tantrum?" He grabbed her by the shoulders and sat her up, placing the pillow behind her.

His breath instantly approached, hitting the bottom of her heart between breaths, and the familiar heartbeat and attachment grabbed her tightly.

Qiu Feng sat on the edge of the bed, probed her forehead with the back of his big palm, and then touched his own, "The heat has subsided a little." He said lightly.

His calm tone made her heart sink again, and she only raised her eyes to sweep him, seeing that he looked relieved and relaxed.

He took the lunch box, poured the millet porridge into the bowl, took a spoon and brought it to her lips, "Come, eat quickly." He called softly.

She turned her face away again, "I don't want to eat it now." She refused, not accustomed to his courteous service.

He pinched her chin, turned her face back, frowned and asked, "Are you throwing a tantrum with me?" ”

"How dare I?" She sneered softly, lowered her eyes, and looked at the snow-white quilt, "I just don't want to eat it now." ”

"Have you learned sarcasm now?" Patiently, he lifted her chin so that her gaze met him, "But you have to eat now." ”

Have to! It's another order.

She hooked the corners of her lips, pulled away a light smile, and asked softly, "What should I call you?" ”

Qiu Feng's heart was cold, and a slight throbbing pain passed, her smile actually scared him, he looked at her and was stunned, "What...... Call? ”

"Hmm." She nodded slightly, "I can't call you the wind, so what should I call it?" ”

He sighed in annoyance, "Whatever you want, you can call it if you like." ”

She suddenly remembered Li Yuyun, and when she mentioned Qiu Feng to her, she called him "Feng".

A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "No, what you don't allow me to do, I will never do." ”

He looked at her with hesitant eyes, "Jingru, what's wrong with you?" He grabbed her arm, "It's just a title, why bother?" ”

She lowered her gaze again, her fingers gripping the cover, "Hmm." You will not let me have children, and I will not have children. After saying that, she suddenly smiled again, "I can't give birth alone." ”

Qiu Feng let go of her and scratched his hair in pain, "This issue, we'll discuss it later, okay?" ”

"Okay." She said calmly but quickly: "When you say you will discuss, you will discuss." ”

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