"What's wrong?" Qin Yinan stopped packing up his things and looked at him with concern: "Why is your face so ugly?" Is there something uncomfortable? Do you want to go to the hospital? ”

"No need." Cheng Qinglian hurriedly shook his head at Qin Yinan, and made an excuse to prevaricate: "I'm a little tired from a party with friends at night, just take a rest and it'll be fine." ”

Qin Yinan breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense expression was obviously stretched a lot: "Then hurry up and rest." ”

Cheng Qingliang tugged at the corner of his lips and nodded.

When Cheng Qinglian pushed open the bedroom door, Qin Yinan suddenly called out to her again: "Cheng ......"

Probably not used to calling her name, she stumbled a little in the middle: "...... Shallot, are you really okay? If something is uncomfortable, be sure to let me know that my business trip tomorrow can be canceled. ”

Cheng Qingliang stopped with her back to Qin Yinan, an indescribable guilt, and her eyes were a little pantothenic acid.

She grabbed the doorknob, and the joints turned white and burst out because of the force.

He married her, although it was not because of love, but after getting married, she could feel that he had been working hard to be a good husband.

She was pregnant, he never let her wash her clothes, he didn't sleep with her, but he helped her wash her underwear.

He knows that pregnant women need nutrition, and when he is not busy, he will go home early and cook all kinds of nutritious soups for her.

There was even another time, because she had work to deal with, he asked her to go to bed early, because the major was not right, he dealt with it while Baidu, and when she woke up the next day, he helped her finish it all, and he lay on the desk, tired and asleep.

Cheng Qinglian took a few deep breaths hard before forcing a faint smile on his face, turned his head, and said with a soft expression at Qin Yinan: "Don't worry, it's really fine." ”

When Qin Yinan heard her assurance, he didn't continue to ask more, and smiled gently at her: "Okay, I won't bother you." ”

"Hmm." Cheng Qingliang bowed slightly, stared at Qin Yinan's warm and comfortable smile, looked at it for a while, then turned around, pushed the door into the bedroom, and when she closed the door, she raised her head again and glanced at Qin Yinan, who was bent over and was packing her luggage.

Closing the door, Cheng Qingliang seemed to have lost all his strength, leaned against the door panel, and slowly squatted on the ground.

She buried her head in her knees in distraught, and on the taxi home, the worried question about the child came back to her heart.

Just as Cheng Qingli was about to exhale slowly, there was a sudden knock on the bedroom door, and she was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and she hurriedly stood up and opened the door.

Qin Yinan took a glass of warm milk and handed it to her: "Drink some milk and then sleep." ”

Cheng Qinglian opened her mouth, subconsciously lowered her eyes, she whispered "thank you", and took the milk.

Qin Yinan said "good night", raised his hand, and was about to help her pull the door, and when he was halfway through, Qin Yinan said again: "After drinking the milk, just put the cup on the bedside table, and I'll clean it up tomorrow morning." ”

"Oh, and also, in the two days that I am not in Beijing, if you don't want to cook, you can go to my parents' place to eat, and if you feel embarrassed, I can call my parents and ask them to send someone to bring it to you."