But what women may like the most is to deceive themselves, even after confirming the facts, Su Zhenyan still laughed at herself and laughed, "Lord Wang.... He probably didn't see me because I was pregnant with His Majesty's child. ”

She kept looking for a reason, after all, before she was diagnosed as pregnant, even if the prince gave birth to her, he still cared about her in the end.

No man can tolerate a woman he likes being pregnant with another man's child.

Although he knew the truth of the matter, when Gu Shizi saw the woman's pale face, he finally chose to conceal it and said ambiguously, "Maybe." ”

Growing up together since childhood, they already know Gu Lingchen's temperament.

Su Zhenyan only felt even more uncomfortable, lowered her head helplessly, her voice slowly became crying, and said, "Ah Chen, thank you." ”

Tears suddenly fell, wetting her clothes, the air was salty and wet, and her voice was hoarse, "Ah Chen—since you have married Miss Fu, you should spend more time with her." ”

This is advice for a friend.

Gu Lingchen wiped the tears from her eyes with her fingertips and said, "She wishes I could go as far as I can - Yan'er, you don't have to worry about me."

But you, now that you're pregnant, you need to be more careful. ”

After so many years, no matter what happens, this man is as good to himself as ever, and has never changed, if it is—how good it would be if it was the Ah Chen he liked.

But Su Zhenyan clearly understood that her heart was very small, only enough to fit the depth of field alone, and she could only feel guilty about Ah Chen.

She grabbed Gu Lingchen's hand and persuaded softly, "Ah Chen, there is no woman who doesn't want her husband to be outside all the time, you better go back first." ”

"Yan'er." Gu Lingchen swallowed the bitterness in his throat, and his voice was as sweet as old wine, "If there is anything, you ask someone to tell me, and I will definitely arrive as soon as possible." ”

Su Zhenyan nodded and agreed, "Okay." ”

—

Although Gu Lingchen and Fu Qingran slept in the same room, they did not sleep in the same bed.

When I opened the door, it was dark, but I could hear the woman's even and steady breathing, probably falling asleep.

A sound similar to the friction of the corners of his clothes sounded, and Fu Qingran, who was only wearing underwear, quietly opened his eyes, but the light was too dim, and he could only vaguely see the figure of the man.

Her fingers clenched.

Heh—I'm back early, and it's still an hour before dawn.

Somehow, this man went to find Su Zhenyan again.

She turned over, and was about to continue sleeping, but the man's voice came faintly, "Fu Qingran." ”

Fu Qingran ignored him.

He tilted his head and closed his eyes.

But she underestimated this man, and within a few seconds of closing her eyes, the man lifted her quilt, and the coldness suddenly hit, and Fu Qingran couldn't help but shiver.

He got up from the bed and glared at him angrily, but in fact he could not see his face, only the outline.

"What are you smoking?"

Gu Lingchen saw that she was awake, and the corners of his mouth habitually carried a smile, and then he relaxed the strength in his hand and threw the quilt back to her.

"I thought you would be pretending to be asleep all the time."

Fu Qingran hurriedly got into the quilt with his feet, tightened his fingers, and was a little angry for no reason, and said, "If you hadn't moved too much, I could have been woken up by you?"

I don't care about you anymore, do you have to come here to scold? ”