Chapter 117: Su Qinglan moved violently
Although she had the assurance of her little uncle, Su Qinglan still didn't sleep well all night.
She was in a daze, dreaming all the time.
In her dreams, she heard what seemed to be a cold voice in her ear.
"Do you think you'll be fine with this?"
"Su Qinglan, you are too naΓ―ve...... He has given you promises, but his promises may not be true. His sincerity is not something you can glimpse - there are many more secrets to him, are you sure you really know your own pillow person? β
Su Qinglan raised her head in a daze, she originally wanted to speak.
But there was a continuous sharp pain in her abdomen, and instinct forced her to hold her belly, and then an even colder voice came from her ears.
"Look, it's all come to this point, and the person you want to see, he still doesn't want to appear, doesn't this prove that he doesn't have you in his heart at all?"
"Otherwise, as long as he has even one breath, he will appear in front of you, which is enough to prove, Su Qinglan...... He doesn't love you at all, does he? β
Su Qinglan listened to the cold ridicule of the people in her ears in a daze.
She only felt that her whole body was dark, and she was almost unstable on her feet.
The pain in the abdomen kept coming.
Her cheeks turned pale.
Shortness of breath.
"I ......"
"I ......"
She tried desperately to prove herself, but in vain, she didn't seem to wait for the person she wanted to wait for.
And wait until Su Qinglan wakes up from the nightmare.
She felt that her stomach seemed to be moving a lot, but there was a pair of hands that directly touched her stomach. Those hands are warm. Slowly caressing her abdomen, his voice low but gentle.
"What's wrong?"
It's Huo Yiran.
Su Qinglan raised her head, what she saw was the man's sincere and gentle eyes, the man's pupils fell heavily under her eyes, and then he started from his forehead and dropped a series of fine kisses on the top of her head.
At the same time, the man couldn't help but ask Su Qinglan.
"What's wrong?"
Su Qinglan shook her head, and she said softly.
"It's fine."
Su Qinglan's fingertips paused, but the movement from her abdomen made her frown involuntarily, and looking at her frowning, the man's palm was on her stomach, feeling her fetal movement.
His expression immediately showed a distressed expression for a moment.
"Does the baby have a stomachache?"
Su Qinglan shook her head, but that's it...... Some indescribable feelings.
The baby moves in the belly, and even the ups and downs of the belly can be seen clearly.
Huo Yiran narrowed his eyes.
His tone became slightly cold for a moment.
"Little Bunnies ......"
"When you come out, I'm going to smash your ass."
Hearing Huo Yiran say this, Su Qinglan raised her head suddenly, and her tone became a little anxious.
"No...... No way. β
"Can't...... Can't smash their ass. β
Although Su Qinglan has not yet given birth to the cubs in her belly, she is already completely full of care for the cubs in her belly.
She looked up, her voice stumbling a little.
"Can't...... Can't bully the cub in my belly! β
"Do you hear me...... No, wait for them to be born, spank them, no! β
"I'm their mommy, and I'm going to protect them."
And looking at the little wife in front of him, she suddenly seemed to be a little anxious.
Huo Yiran couldn't help but reach out and stroke her hair, and then dropped a fine kiss on her forehead.
"Okay, good, don't bully, don't bully the cub in the baby's belly."