After returning from the hospital, Nanxin has been in a state of panic.

The child and Luo Yuanqian were jumping around in her head, stirring her upset, and the rain made her temples ache faintly.

As soon as I got home, I went back to my bedroom and lay on the bed, trying to sleep but couldn't sleep.

Will Shen Beichuan let her keep this child?

The blind man's eyes are not bright, but his ears are extraordinarily sensitive.

Even the slightest footsteps, she could hear that it was the man!

Shen Beichuan!

Her husband!

Shen Beichuan has a handsome face that everyone is angry with, handsome, with clear facial features like a carving, and a cold temperament.

Countless women in Jincheng fell under his suit pants, guilty of nymphomaniac, but they didn't dare to pick this cold flower.

In the words of the women of Jincheng, it is: Shen Beichuan is the rose with thorns, and if you are not careful, you will be drenched in blood.

The moment he pushed the door open, Nan Xin immediately felt a low pressure, accompanied by a cold breath in his face.

Shen Beichuan stood at the door, and when he saw the woman lying on the bed, his cold eyes rose a little gentle: "Uncomfortable? ”

The man's eyes with cold eyebrows fell on Nan Xin's face, and the moment he saw her, his cold complexion eased.

The man said, walking towards the big bed.

Nan Xin lay in the quilt and lazily responded to him: "My head hurts a little." ”

Even though he couldn't see it, he could still feel the coldness emanating from his body, and the hand under the quilt shrunk.

Do you want to tell him about your child?

Shen Beichuan came slowly, stopped beside the bed, and his fair-skinned and good-looking fingers stretched out and landed on her forehead.

With a flash of coolness, Nanxin subconsciously shrank.

There was anger in the man's dark eyes, and it flashed away.

"Why don't you call a doctor?"

The Shen family has a special family doctor, who is on call, she is uncomfortable, she doesn't call a doctor, Shen Beichuan's eyebrows twist slightly.

When he looked at her, he was slightly displeased.

Nanxin's hollow eyes without focus looked over, and it was dark and deep, bottomless.

"Maybe it's because the wind is blowing, just get a good night's sleep, and you won't bother others."

She was very afraid of Shen Beichuan.

Sometimes, she feels like a tightrope walker, living in fear every day, afraid that she will fall into the endless abyss.

Such a high-ranking person is destined to be something she can't climb.

Shen Beichuan's hand slowly clenched into a fist, and the green tendons on the back of his hand snaked up, like a spreading vine, weird and cold.

"Paying her for her is not for decoration!"

Although Nanxin couldn't see it, she knew that Shen Beichuan was angry.

Be all abroad!

Who messed with him again?

She wouldn't set herself on fire, so she lay back slowly, closed her eyes, and turned her back to him.

Shen Beichuan's uncertain temperament scared her to death sooner or later.

Looking at the woman's thin back, Shen Beichuan's clenched fist suddenly loosened.

Then, strode away.

Hearing the sound of his departing footsteps, Nan's tense nerves relaxed.

Who is used to Shen Beichuan's stinky temper that gets angry at every turn!!

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The night rain Feifei banged on the window, annoying people for no reason.

In the living room, Shen Beichuan sat on the sofa, his face was so heavy that he could drip ink.

Nanxin was afraid of him.

The kind that I am afraid of in my heart,

This realization made him extremely unhappy.

Wu's mother saw that his face was not good, looked upstairs again, and asked stubbornly: "Sir, is Mrs. asleep?" Would you like to ...... dinner?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a man.

"Why didn't you call a doctor if my wife wasn't feeling well?!"