The President's Forced Love

"I know you won't hurt him," Ye Li leaned out and hugged Fu Lin's thin waist, rubbing against his waist, and said softly with her little face up.

Frowning slightly, Fu Lin pursed her thin lips and did not speak.

The two stared at each other silently for a while, but Ye Li couldn't help it.

Puffing up her cheeks, she got up from the bed with a swish, and that neat movement startled Fu Rin.

Reflexively stretched out his hand to wrap around her waist, after confirming that Ye Li was safe, Fu Lin's face turned dark immediately.

Stared at by him, Ye Li's aura instantly dropped, and she sneered reflexively.

The serious expression on Fu Lin's face did not ease at all.

Curling her lips, Ye Li lowered her head and reluctantly admitted her mistake, "Okay, I will pay attention next time."

Sighing lightly, Fu Lin patted her head helplessly.

"Don't touch my head, I'm almost on the verge of three!" Ye Li patted his hand off irritably, and Ye Li puffed up her stomach in the next second, and under Fu Lin's deep gaze, she said with a smirk like going all out , "You touch my stomach, your hands are warm and comfortable."

He was silent for a few seconds, and under Ye Li's increasingly unhappy stare, he finally stretched out his hand and placed it stiffly on her stomach.

"Ah," exclaimed in a low voice, Ye Li looked at Fu Lin in astonishment, "Did he move?"

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, he nodded his head with difficulty and then gave a sigh of relief, the hand covering Ye Li's stomach was so stiff that he dared not move it.

Ye Li couldn't help but chuckle seeing his face as if facing a formidable enemy, tilted her head and teased in a good mood, "It seems that he also knows that you are his father, and you father and son should communicate more in the future. "

"En." After brewing for a long time, he said.

So that night, when Fu Lin wanted to help Ye Li take a bath, he said this sentence in a serious manner, "Bathing the baby is helpful for communication."

Extremely speechless rolled her eyes, Ye Li complained with black lines all over her head, "Mr. Fu, your baby hasn't been born yet, so don't play hooligans, okay? Get out!"

Frowning slightly, Fu Lin was kicked out of the bathroom.

The night outside has fallen, like a black curtain inlaid with a few shining stars, and there seems to be no other sound except the sound of waves beating against the rocks.

Standing on the balcony, Fu Lin slowly lowered his head and looked at his hands.

It was these hands that pushed his beloved woman and killed his child.

The scene of Ye Li lying in a pool of blood and the scene of her being pushed into the emergency room, but he was so powerless that he could only wait outside appeared in his mind. His heart suddenly constricted, and he bent down in pain.

My former self was such an asshole to the extreme!
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"Fu Lin! Fu Lin! Where did you go again?" Ye Li's call came from the room.

Slowly straightening up, he shook his somewhat stiff hand vigorously, and walked into the room step by step with his back straightened.

Ye Li walked around the room with her arms folded, and when she heard the sound of footsteps from far to near, she turned around and looked over.

"It's very cold outside, what are you doing out there?" Ye Li stretched out her hand and grabbed his sleeve as she muttered as she walked towards him, she was shivering from the cold.

Shua withdrew her hand, Ye Li's mouth twitched, it was so cold, how long had he been blowing the cold wind outside?