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"Joe, Joe Yan...... Blossoming her, habitual miscarriage infertility ......"

Qiao Yan's hand clenched Qiao Mingsheng's cold hand, and when she heard this, her palms had already begun to sweat slightly.

However, Qiao Mingsheng was really weak and couldn't do it, he wanted to say too much, but he found that he was just weak.

In the end, there was only one sentence that fell into his mouth, "You, it's not... I ...... with her children."

After saying these words, it seemed that Qiao Mingsheng had exhausted all his strength, and before Qiao Yan could reply, he fell asleep again.

Qiao Yan panicked and looked for the call button on the hospital bed.

When the medical staff came, they made their usual rounds, but they just helplessly told Qiao Yan, "The patient has fallen into a coma again, and his physical condition is getting worse and worse... If you have time, let's take a look. ”

Qiao Yan took Qiao Mingsheng's hand, with tears of shock in his eyes, "How can you, how can you close your eyes again after selling a pass?" ”

That night, when she came out of the First Hospital, her whole body seemed to be numb.

Isn't Su Fanhua her mother?

Since it is a habitual miscarriage, it means that you may be pregnant, but every time you get pregnant, you will have a miscarriage, and not getting pregnant once will only mean that the damage to the body has deepened.

What a horror this is for a woman.

Then why did she survive in Qiao's house in the name of Su Fanhua's child?

What really happened back then?

Although Qiao Yan still has no way of knowing, she has received such shocking news.

If she wasn't born to Su Fanhua, then Su Tongye wasn't her aunt, and Gu Jinchuan wasn't her cousin?

Walking along the road near the First Hospital, Qiao Yan's mind was full of things, and he wanted to explode.

If she doesn't know anything tonight, but knows that she has nothing to do with Gu Jinchuan, then the person she wants to see most now is Gu Jinchuan.

It's not a relationship with a blood sister to see him, and you don't have to see him with any depressed mood.

But Qiao Yan didn't dare, she was afraid of Gu Jinchuan's indifferent eyes.

But when I think about the earliest ticket to Africa tomorrow, it will be three months since I went there, and what will happen when I come back in three months?

No one knows.

So, Qiao Yan first detoured back to the bar street and poured a stomach full of wine, and when the alcohol began to manipulate Qiao Yan's actions, she did not hesitate to stop a taxi.

"Dongshan Villa, thank you."

The taxi driver is not too old, people of this age naturally know Qiao Yan, the driver glanced at Qiao Yan, and sure enough, the star is rich, and he lives in Dongshan Villa at every turn.

Qiao Yan carried the change in one hand, pulled the car door with the other hand and got out of the car, staggering in this century mansion gathering place full of the smell of money.

Looking for the familiar seventeen villas.

For a long time, Qiao Yan was particularly sensitive to the number seventeen, just because Gu Jinchuan lived in seventeen buildings.

She stuffed the change into her bag, stood in front of the door of Building Seventeen, and looked at the elegant font Seventeen in hot silver, and her heart throbbed.

She took a step forward and looked at the doorbell, what was rare was that Qiao Yan, who was dizzy, still had the ability to think, if it was to ring the doorbell, then Gu Jinchuan would turn around directly when he saw her for the first time, and he would also call the security guard.

She pondered for a moment in frustration at the door, looking across the courtyard to see the dim light in the bedroom and the fluttering gauze curtains in the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Qiao Yan's eyes were on the combination lock, and there was a combination lock next to the fingerprint lock.

Her hand hesitantly put it on it, the four-digit password, her first reaction was to enter Gu Jinchuan's birthday: 0619.

A small electronic screen hears a screeching sound indicating that the password is incorrect, and there are two chances to enter it, and if it fails, the alarm system will automatically activate.

Qiao Yan patted his head and said to himself, "Hurry up and think about it!" Don't get confused! ”

She was nervous, so she quickly typed in her birthday: 0405.

The electronic screen again came with a sharp sound, and the password was wrong again!

There is one last chance left to enter.

Qiao Yan smiled suddenly, and looked at the wrong prompt with self-deprecation, "Qiao Yan, Qiao Yan, I don't have much ability, but I am quite narcissistic, why would Gu Jinchuan use your birthday as the password for the villa, I really take myself seriously." ”

One of the characteristics of her when she is drunk is that she talks a lot when she is alone.

Qiao Yan's hand rested on the combination lock again, "Come on, enter it one last time, if it's not right, let the police arrest me, I've drunk so much, they should know that I just drank too much to do this, so it's not an ulterior motive!" ”

Although she verbally said that she wanted to type, there was really nothing to remember in her mind.

In the end, with a little impression, she typed in the combination lock: 0717.

July 17th.

With a ding, the door of the villa opened, and Qiao Yan's pupils opened slightly in an instant.

What happened on the night of July 17?

Qiao Yan went to the hotel where Gu Jinchuan stayed at that time with the mentality of becoming a benevolent person if he was unsuccessful.

After planning for a long time, she began to strip naked directly after entering the door, and from that day on, she and Gu Jinchuan were completely entangled.

She once regretted it very much, thinking that God punished her for taking shortcuts, so Gu Jinchuan became her cousin inexplicably.

But now it seems that God doesn't have that much energy to see what every mortal is doing.

With a wobble step, she walked to the front of the bedroom and opened the door.

The sound of the metal was pleasing to the ears at the moment.

She took off her shoes and walked into the bedroom...

Except for a dim light, there was no one in the bedroom, but the sound of water could still be faintly heard, Qiao Yan turned to look at the bathroom, and a sturdy figure was reflected above the door.

His exuberant movements saw Qiao Yan fascinated.

But soon, her emotions came out of her obsession.

She didn't know why she came to Gu Jinchuan, but she always felt that if she knew such a big thing, she had to come to him.

But what can you prove when you come to him?

He had forgotten all about her now, and in his mind, she was now just a second-rate female star who was an alcoholic and went crazy.

Qiao Yan sat on the edge of the bed in a dejected manner.

Thinking with the mentality of breaking the jar and breaking it, if you can't have it when you're awake, then why not take possession of it frantically in the middle of the night?

In short, I'm leaving tomorrow, so let's sleep with him today.

Thinking so, Qiao Yan got up, took the last bit of wine, found a shirt of his, changed it, and immediately slipped into the white silk quilt, hiding all his clothes under the bed.

Finally, the lights were turned off, and there was only a little light moonlight in the room.

Qiao Yan could almost hear his own heartbeat, it was so intense.

In the past, when she slept with Gu Jinchuan, she didn't have any psychological feelings at first, and in her mind, Gu Jinchuan treated her as a masochistic thing.

Later, he began to have feelings for Gu Jinchuan, and he also had contacts when he was in bed, but he found the gap between the two.

After that, every time he slept with Gu Jinchuan, Qiao Yan's heart would be under tremendous pressure.

The pressure was sometimes really overwhelming, and the pain in her heart when she was in bed was greater than the happiness in her body.

When she was in a daze and thinking about it a lot, Gu Jinchuan came out of the bathroom.

With a men's unique fragrance, it is wet.

I heard the sound as if I was still wiping my hair, and when I saw the light in the bedroom turned off, I made a faint stunned sound.

Then he chuckled, "I've been so tired lately." ”

It must have been too tired lately, so I remembered it wrongly.

He had just finished a day's work and was home in the middle of the night.

Because of the period of time when I was sick inexplicably, all the company's things were piled up.

That's why it's surprisingly busy.

He casually put the bath towel aside, unbuttoned his bathrobe, and went to bed.

I closed my eyes for a while, and in a daze, I actually smelled the smell of body fragrance in my memory.

In his memory, there was nothing about this taste, so Gu Jinchuan knew that it must have been imagined by himself.

And why do imaginary things smell now?

That must be a dream.

As soon as he thought this, the delicate body next to him came over and pressed him under him with a cold and warm body temperature.

Gu Jinchuan's lower abdomen tightened, and it seemed to be a spring dream.

The person who pressed on him had a good smell that made him swoon.

And with sweet lips, when her lips kissed him.

Gu Jinchuan groaned softly, raised his hand and hugged her, hugging this light dream.

The man on his body was not at all restless, and broke free of his hand, kissing his cheek densely, from his forehead to his lips, and then down.

The chest was already in her possession.

In the dream, Gu Jinchuan was still a little embarrassed.

Raised his hand to block a certain place, struggling in a daze, "Here, forget it......"

Who knew that he was thrown away by someone, and a familiar and domineering voice said, "It can't be counted!" ”