"Ah Yuan, Ah Yuan." Jiang Ruo shouted twice.

Wen Yuan listened to her calling him in silence, at a loss, slightly stunned.

He thought he had misheard.

Her name must be Ah Huai!

Jiang Ruo, who was lying asleep on the bed, was still muttering, and there was more crying in his voice: "Ah Yuan, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to kill you."

Wen Yuan wasn't sure if she was calling him, until he approached the bedside softly and listened carefully for a long time before he was sure that she was really calling him!

Was she dreaming, and dreaming of him?

In the past three months, she has kept silent in front of him about Wen Yuan, and has never taken the initiative to ask what happened at the wedding that day, and she doesn't even care if Wen Yuan is dead or not!

He thought she was so ruthless that she forgot about him!

Wen Yuan suddenly felt a little nervous and excited.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Ruo whispered again.

Wen Yuan stood in front of her silently, his eyes were in disbelief, he really never thought that she would take the initiative to mention him.

The evening breeze blew through the window, leaving a little coolness in his hair, but his body was still hot.

Wen Yuan had just finished taking a bath, only a bath towel was wrapped around his lower body, his upper body was naked, and under the light of the overhead light, the scars on his body were clearly visible, criss-crossed, and the falcon tattoo that he originally tattooed on his body had also been washed off, leaving only a string of pinyin between the collarbones, showing his deep love for her.

The transparent window on the opposite side reflected Wen Yuan's current appearance, silver-haired, cold, and not much different from Wen Huai in appearance, even the Forget Worry Grass wedding ring that he snatched from Wen Huai in the Wen family before, he wore it.

How similar is he to Wen Huai now?

Is it a portrait that even when he looks in the mirror by himself, he will be stunned, and he will ask himself in his heart, is he gentle? Or is it the unruly and arrogant Prince Wen Yuan?

He himself was at a loss.

Even if Jiang Ruo can see it, it is estimated that he may not be able to distinguish it carefully.

At this moment, in the silent atmosphere, the crystal water droplets on Wen Yuan's hair were constantly dripping to the ground, and the sound of the violent heartbeat was masking the sound of violent vibrations, which was more disordered than ever.

She's telling him I'm sorry?

She's also telling him I'm sorry?

It's like she once lay in his arms, like to Wen Huai, and said sorry with guilt?

Wen Yuan looked in a trance and pursed his lower lip, he wanted to laugh, but the arc of the laugh was very bitter.

Jiang Ruo's voice Ah Yuan really hit the softest and sour nerve in his heart, making him feel that there was hope again!

Is it possible, she actually likes him in her heart, even if it's just a little!

He is not greedy, he doesn't want much!

Wen Yuan got into bed and took Jiang Ruo into his arms, probably feeling his presence and his breath, Jiang Ruo soon stopped having nightmares and stopped talking in his dreams.

Wen Yuan was worried that he would squeeze Jiang Ruo's stomach, so he didn't hug her too hard, but just gently put his hand on her waist.

Don't look at her now that she is pregnant, her waist is still so thin, her whole body is bare and has a long belly, she does not grow meat, and she is still thin compared to other pregnant women.

Feeding her fat has become his daily task, even if he gains a pound, he is happy.

Wen Yuan restrained himself, and wanted to keep a safe distance from her, but Jiang Ruo was not honest, and deliberately wanted to provoke his anger, so he drilled into his arms vigorously, buried his head in his slender neck, rubbing him like a little milk cat, and humming.

Her hair was scattered on his chest, scratching his skin a little itchy, and he looked helpless.

Jiang Ruo pouted and dreamed, "Brother Ahuai, I want to eat egg rolls."

Wen Yuan's eyes doted: "Okay, I'll do it for you tomorrow."

..

The next day, Jiang Ruo woke up with the fragrance seducing.

"Brother Ahuai, it's so fragrant."

Jiang Ruo got out of bed slowly with the handrail next to the bed, she couldn't see it now, and she was pregnant, so she acted extra carefully.

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I was afraid that there would be occasional negligence when taking care of her, so I installed amplification equipment in the bedroom, which allowed him to hear her voice and her needs for the first time when he was busy working in the kitchen downstairs.

So when Jiang Ruo called him, he hurriedly turned off the fire and went upstairs to find her.

Jiang Ruo smiled and said, "Brother Huai, what's delicious today? Why does it smell so good?"

Wen Yuan lowered his head slightly and rubbed Jiang Ruo with the tip of his nose, "Little glutton, you called yourself to eat an egg roll last night."

"yes, I seemed to have a dream last night, I dreamed..." Jiang Ruo remembered something, and stopped talking.

Wen Yuan looked at her, his throat was astringent, and he was a little nervous, "What did you dream about?"

Jiang Ruo shook his head, "It's nothing."

So Wen Yuan didn't ask any more, took her to wash, and then went downstairs to eat.

Because he couldn't see, Jiang Ruo's eyes became very hollow, and he was looking blankly at the other side.

"Wen Huai" told her that her eyes were temporarily blind because of an accidental fall, and they would be healed soon, so she didn't worry too much.

Jiang Ruo silently ate the milky egg roll, a little absent-minded, because of the dream last night.

She dreamed that Wen Yuan was dead, dead in front of her, and she was inexplicably sad.

Last night's nightmare had been haunting his mind, making Jiang Ruo feel that the egg rolls were not delicious.

In the quiet dining atmosphere, Jiang Ruo suddenly said, "Brother Huai, Wen Yuan him..."

"Wen Yuan, how is he?" She finally mustered up the courage to ask, and held it for three months.

Wen Yuan was giving her the hand that was holding the vegetables, "Dead."

Jiang Ruo was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Then am I divorced him?"

Wen Yuan's gaze fell on Jiang Ruo tightly, carefully observing the changes on her face, but unfortunately, it was as calm as water, and she couldn't see anything.

"Do you want to divorce him?" Wen Yuan asked rhetorically with a nervous heart.

"Brother Ahuai, let's do it." Jiang Ruo's fingers tightened secretly, she raised a smile and kicked the question back, no one should be offended.

In fact, Jiang Ruo never dared to tell "Wen Huai", she seemed to have paranoia, a terrible mental illness, and always felt that Wen Yuan was by her side.

It's not that she feels that "Wen Huai" is Wen Yuan, but she feels that there are two men by her side, and sometimes she really can't tell who the person she is talking to is!

So she often has to think hard before she dares to reply.

..

It's two months again, and the Spring Festival is approaching.

Jiang Ruo's seven-month-old pregnant belly looks very big, and now it is in the late stage of pregnancy, and her mobility is becoming more and more inconvenient.

In two months, it will be time to give birth.

And all the states of her pregnancy were recorded by Wen Yuan in his mobile phone, he really watched her become a mother little by little, and watched her hard work when she was pregnant.

This was the first time Wen Yuan felt that pregnancy was an incomparably great thing.

In the afternoon of this day, Jiang Ruo sat on the empty desk, her huge bulging pregnant belly making her unable to close her legs.

"Brother Ahuai, don't do it." She's coquettish.

Wen Yuan raised his head and stretched out his fingers to wipe the water stains on the corner of Jiang Ruo's mouth, "The child is about to be born, and the name hasn't been given yet, what is the name of our son?"

"Haohao."

"The boy's name should be handsome, a good homophone, which means that we will definitely be good for the rest of our lives."