Chapter Eighty-Seven: Do You Want Me to Help?

The river breeze blew, blowing Song Xichu's mind a little confused.

"What...... What the? Song Xichu looked at Du Xiurong in surprise, and couldn't help but stutter a little.

Seeing this, Du Xiurong thought he was angry, and immediately explained with some weakness, "Every time I boil medicine and drink it afterwards, this time, I don't know what's going on." ”

"No......" Song Xichu felt a serious impact on his brain, and for a moment he didn't know how to think, and repeatedly confirmed with her, "You said you were pregnant?" ”

Song Xichu's nervousness fell in Du Xiurong's eyes, thinking that he didn't want this child, although he was sad, he was still afraid of touching his minefield, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, if you don't want it, I ...... it"

Du Xiurong bit her lip and paused, carefully reached out and pinched the corner of Song Xichu's clothes, lowered her head, and said in a low tone, "I'll find a time to go to the hospital and let Xiulan ......"

"No!" Song Xichu reacted in shock, grabbed Du Xiurong's hand with his backhand, and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Don't go to the hospital, don't go to the hospital, we don't go to the hospital." Song Xichu shook his head again and again, repeating repeatedly, put Du Xiurong's hand on his chest, and then asked excitedly: "You just said that you were pregnant, right?" ”

Du Xiurong's hand was held in the palm of Song Xichu's hand, and she could feel his excitement through the fine sweat of Song Xichu's palm.

I didn't know what he meant, so I had to nod my head, "Hmm." ”

"What do you mean......" Song Xichu felt that his heart was almost jumping out of his chest at this time, "I'm going to be a father?!" ”

Up to now, Song Xichu's tone was full of shock, and then slowly overflowed with joy, "I'm going to be a father!" ”

"Xichu, you ......" Du Xiurong looked at Song Xichu, hesitated and cautiously spoke, "Aren't you angry?" ”

"Angry?" Song Xichu was immersed in the joy of being a father, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you angry?" ”

Then without waiting for Du Xiurong to answer, she repeated again, "Haha!" I'm going to be a father! ”

"Xiurong!" Song Xichu let go of her hand and hugged her in his arms, trembling with excitement, "You are amazing!" ”

Thinking that Du Xiurong was now pregnant with a child, Song Xichu suddenly worried about whether he would hurt Du Xiurong and the child too hard, so he immediately relaxed his strength.

It looked like he wanted to rub the woman tightly into his arms, but he was worried that he was moving too much, like a big boy, and he felt helpless.

Stretched out his hand and held Du Xiurong's shoulder, with a little smirk, "Don't worry, don't worry." ”

"As for you, take good care of yourself and take care of your body!"

Lowered his eyes and glanced at Du Xiurong's clothes, frowning, "Don't come out in such thin clothes in the future, remember to dress warm." ”

"You know what?" Song Xichu stretched out his hand and grabbed the collar of the blazer on Du Xiurong's body, "Don't worry, I will definitely marry you into the door!" ”

Suddenly, Song Xichu felt that it was not such a bad thing to say to Mu Yi that he had dissolved the marriage contract, at least, now, it would not be so difficult for him to marry Du Xiurong in the future.

Although he lost Mu Yi, he is about to become a father!

Thinking about it this way, sometimes, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, not that things are not all bad, maybe you will meet another kind of good.

He almost picked up Du Xiurong and circled in place, but he forced himself to press his thoughts, "You wait for me, just wait for a while, it won't be too long." ”

Du Xiurong was still worried that Song Xichu would be angry with her, and even asked her to go to the hospital to dispose of the child.

Who knew it would be like this.

She looked at Song Xichu, who was overjoyed, and regretted it for a moment, if he knew that she was lying to him when she was pregnant, would he ...... Thinking of the consequences she might face in the future, Du Xiurong's heart sank again and again, and she began to beat the drum constantly.

However, hearing Song Xichu say that he would marry her soon after entering the door made her a lot happier.

I hadn't seen him make such a sincere promise for so long before, Du Xiurong thought to herself, it was still Du Xiulan's idea that was useful, and just like that, Song Xichu changed his mind.

After sending Du Xiurong back to Du's house, Song Xichu walked on the way home, and it was a little difficult to suppress his excitement.

It's just that as soon as he entered the door, he was called to the study by Song Jinglin, and told him with a straight face about him taking Mu Yi to get drunk on a sunny day.

gave him Fang Cai's excitement, a basin of water to extinguish it, and after calming down, he also understood that today was not a good time to say that Du Xiurong was pregnant.

If you talk about this matter in Song Jinglin's anger, it will have the opposite effect.

And so there was silence.

A few days passed.

Song Xichu came back from the military academy, and under the instruction of Song Jinglin, he went to Mu's house to find Mu Yi.

When I arrived at Mu's house, it was already evening, and then the housekeeper said that Mu Yu had already left the house and went to the street.

He nodded quizzically.

Just as he turned around, the housekeeper asked him if he wanted to go into the house and sit and wait for Mu Yi to come back.

He froze, waved his hand, and said he would come back another day.

At this time, Mu Yi, who Song Xichu was looking for, was asking people about the painting fan on a sunny day.

Sure enough, in a place like Sunny Day, coupled with a peerless beauty like a painting fan, after chatting for a while, the information of the painting fan was pieced together.

She shook the red wine in her hand and looked at the fan singing on stage, which made her feel a little more interesting than that day.

Taking a sip of red wine, the taste buds come alive on the tip of the tongue.

With a "tsk", she beckoned the waiter and exchanged for a glass of wine.

The rim of the cup reached the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, it was mellow, Mu Yi raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, leaned back and leaned back on the sofa chair.

When she was tasting wine, Ruan Yuhan, who stepped down after singing, was reached out by a person to clasp her wrist, pulled her, and insisted on pouring her wine.

Hearing the commotion, Mu Yi looked up and saw Ruan Yuhan frowning her good-looking eyebrows, and I felt pity.

The man looked okay, but he didn't look much to find in the crowd. However, this man has the same virtue as Shi Junliang, and he is so shiny from head to toe.

He squeezed Ruan Yuhan's wrist tightly, and poured the wine into Ruan Yuhan's lips, because Ruan Yuhan stretched out his hand to block it, so that most of the wine spilled on his clothes, along the placket, and his chest soaked a large area.

fell into the eyes of men, and the essence of the eyes was even worse.

Seeing this, Mu Yi frowned, pushed the wine on the table, and got up and walked forward.

Although it is said that because of Weiqing, Mu Yi does not treat Ruan Yuhan very well in the depths of his heart, but after learning about this today, he also feels that it is not easy for her.

After all, in this era, it is definitely not easy for a woman to survive outside. What's more, she is such a beautiful woman that I feel sorry for, no matter what she does, she is easy to be maliciously treated by men with bad intentions.

It's good that she can hold on to this point on a sunny day.

"Come on! Accompany me for a drink! The man reached out to grab Ruan Yuhan's waist, took her into his arms, and broke a glass of wine and stuffed it into Ruan Yuhan's arms, I don't know if he really wanted to pour wine, or just wanted to pour it on her chest, "Drink this glass of wine, you will be rewarded!" ”

"This gentleman, please respect yourself!" Ruan Yuhan's face can be said to be very ugly, and he scolded in a deep voice.

But in the eyes of men, it turned into coquettishness.

"Do you want to refuse or welcome?" The man put the wine down on the table with a "snap", and his other greasy hand was about to arch towards Ruan Yuhan's chest.

Mu Yi stepped forward and pinched the man's greasy hand to the side, only to hear a crisp sound of "click", and at the same time the man's shrill howl.

At the same time, Mu Yi stretched out his hand and pulled Ruan Yuhan out of the man's arms, pulled him behind him, and raised his hand to slap him again.

The man was stunned, and his brain was empty for two seconds before he reacted, spat to the side, and glared at the people around him, "What are you doing in a daze!" Give it to me! ”

Upstairs private room.

"Second master." Momofuku glanced at Wei Qing, who had been standing in front of the window since Mu Yi walked in, and asked, "Do you want me to help?" ”

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