Chapter 845

Yan Zhengling said: "Master Zhan, life is short, be happy in time." I don't want to grieve myself for my children anymore. ”

The more she fell, the more mad he became.

He suddenly rushed to her violently, his big pincer-like hand choking her throat, "You are willing to fall like this, it is better to die clean." ”

His hand climbed up her throat, and a feeling of nausea swelled up in her stomach. Then she couldn't hold back, and the filth sprayed onto his white shirt.

Yan Zhengling looked at the filth that smelled fishy from his neckline, and suddenly felt that he was in trouble.

She knows better than anyone how terrible this guy's cleanliness is when he attacks.

"Yan Zhengling, how dare you?" The Lord of Frost roared.

Before he could dodge, she spat on him again.

Zhan Hanjue has no love.

When Yan Zhengling saw the filth, she felt a strong feeling of nausea in her stomach again.

"Get out of the way!"

Then he went to the bathroom, rinsed himself clean, and when he came out, Yan Zhengling was still lying on the toilet.

It looks like the contents of the stomach have been vomited, and only the feeling of nausea remains, and I want to vomit but can't vomit.

"What the hell did you eat?" He thought she had a bad stomach.

He untied the rope for her, pulled her to the toilet, and ordered, "Spit up here." ”

Yan Zhengling walked to the sink, washed her face, and then slowly turned around, looking at her with a pale face.

The intense vomiting sensation she had just felt was all too familiar to her. Once when I was pregnant with them, this feeling visited her almost every day in the first trimester.

Zhan Hanjue was wearing a white bathrobe, and his wheelchair was leaning against the door panel of the bathroom, looking at her with his hands on the sidelines.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked.

This is their fourth child, I don't know if he knows, is he happy?

She was so scared, afraid that his feelings for her had really disappeared. I'm afraid he will force her to kill the child.

She could tell from experience that she was pregnant.

She looked at Zhan Hanjue, her expression a little indescribable.

"Say." There was no warmth in his voice.

"I ...... I seem to be sick. I wanted to tell him about my pregnancy, but when it came to my lips, I changed my words.

"Zhan Ye—" She suddenly whispered.

Seeing her sincere and frightened expression, Zhan Hanjue frowned.

Yan Zhengling looked at him in shock, did he really believe that she and Cao Yunge were in love?

He didn't have the least trust in her.

Zhan Hanjue's pupils were covered with a layer of chestnut, "Yan Zhengling, if you are sick, you should go to the doctor, instead of running out to seduce men." He said gloomily.

Because she didn't care for her body, she was very annoyed by Zhan Hanjue's attitude towards her.

This girl's recent social circle is somewhat extensive, which makes him very, very angry.

"Lovesickness?" The Warlord scoffed.

The anger in Yan Zhengling's eyes soared, "Master Zhan, my illness, the doctor can't see it well." ”

Yan Zhengling shook his head.

"Master Zhan, I'm pregnant." Yan Zhengling's gaze tightly locked on Zhan Hanjue's pupils.

Without waiting for his reaction, she began to pretend again, "What can I do, I have slept with many men during this time, and I don't even know who the child's father is?" Why don't you do a paternity test with them after he gives birth? ”