Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Chapter 751 Su Miao Extra Story 23

"Even if I don't have a miscarriage, the fetus will suffer from malnutrition due to poor health. Maybe I will be born with cerebral palsy."

Just like you, Su Miao didn't say the last four words directly.

Language is honey and it can also be a knife. Song Hansheng was stabbed bloody by this knife. What is ridiculous is that he handed over the knife himself.

What she said is reasonable, Song Hansheng has been holding Su Miao to sleep for the past few days, as if he wanted to imprison her in his arms and melt into his bone marrow bit by bit.

Now that he is not allowed to sleep with her, Song Hansheng feels that something is wrong. After tasting meat once, he is still willing to be a vegetarian?

But what Su Miao said was not unreasonable, he knew how shallow her sleep was, and even the slightest movement would wake her up.

Song Hansheng had to worry, compared to his own selfish desires, it would be better for Su Miao to take care of her body first, and when she was pregnant with a child, she might take the child to look at him a few more times.

"take a good rest."

Song Hansheng stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her forehead with one glance as usual, but he just raised his hand before reaching Su Miao, his face changed and he turned his head.

She silently rejected him.

Su Miao hates him, she can even be so disgusted with his touch, is she really willing to conceive his child and give birth?

Song Hansheng could only lie to himself at this time, maybe Su Miao felt that he couldn't beat him, and it was better to accept it than to struggle meaninglessly.

Or if she really wanted to leave an offspring for the Su family as she said, having a child would give her the motivation to live, a new life.

Other things, Song Hansheng didn't want to think about it and didn't dare to think about it, some things can only be kept in the darkest place in his heart.

Song Hansheng silently put down his hand, and tightly held the cup in his hand: "I'm going out."

"Walk slowly without sending."

Su Miao directly turned her body and turned her back to him, without even looking at him extraneously.

Hearing the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away until the door closed, Su Miao opened her eyes. She didn't know if it was an illusion. She felt that the air was much fresher after Song Hansheng left.

Song Hansheng went back to his bedroom, but he couldn't sleep. His assistant sent him Su Miao's information in prison, which noted the injuries she suffered and various things that happened in prison.

It's not difficult to find out, but he has never dared to look at it. Seeing the truth is equivalent to peeling himself off layer by layer, revealing the ugliest side.

Song Hansheng is proud and conceited, he can't accept the mistakes he made, because he casually "taught" Su Miao and suffered inhuman torture inside.

He didn't even dare to read Su Miao's body injury in its entirety, let alone say every word on the material.

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Su Miao just replenishes her body every day. In order to get pregnant as soon as possible, she even gets up early every day to exercise.

Needless to say, the complexion on her face has indeed improved a lot, and she even took a photo and sent it to Qin Mo in a good mood, telling him that she is doing well recently.

Two months later, Song Hansheng also got busy. The news of his and Jiang Yurou's wedding has been leaked, and many reporters are watching.

While he was preparing for his wedding with Jiang Yurou, he also wanted to have a baby with her.

Every time Su Miao went to bed with Song Hansheng, she would take some medicine, some medicine that is convenient for making a baby and can relieve pain. Compared with physical pain, the heart hurts more.

Song Hansheng would sometimes pat Su Miao on the back when she was enduring the pain to relieve her pain.

There were many wounds on her back, and her hands were rough to the touch. Every time he put them on those wounds, Song Hansheng would startle slightly and stop his movements.

Su Miao naturally felt it too. When he touched the scar on her body, she was also looking at the scar on Song Hansheng's body.

Unlike him, there was no guilt in her eyes, but a sense of appreciation for looking at a work of art. She suddenly reached out and touched Song Hansheng's scar closest to his heart. If he had turned away again, Song Hansheng would have died. Dao injuries are the deadliest.

"Song Hansheng, you never seem to say you love me."

When she said this, Su Miao couldn't help laughing, she raised her lips slightly, like a seductive fairy: "Do you love me?

Song Hansheng. "

Love?

Song Hansheng paused, pondered for a while, and then replied: "Love."

Su Miao pursed her lips and looked into Song Hansheng's eyes thoughtfully, trying to tell the truth from the fake in his pupils.

"How much love is that?

Will you go crazy for me, or will you die for me? "

Song Hansheng frowned involuntarily.

To put it bluntly, Song Hansheng doesn't believe that there are really people in this world who are crazy about love and will never change their love until death. It's not a TV series, and people don't live for love.

But if there is no Su Miao by his side...Song Hansheng dare not think about such a thought, how much does he love Su Miao?

Even he himself didn't know the result, he touched Su Miao's right hand, the broken little finger, lightly clenched it, put it on his lips and kissed: "Miao Miao, I don't want you to hurt."

But the person I love the most is you, whether you love it or not, Song Hansheng didn't answer a single word, but there is a saying that is very good, the best answer is to answer the wrong question.

"If one day Jiang Yurou and I fell into the water at the same time, who would you save?"

This kind of question is too common. When a girl asks such a question, it usually makes people feel unconfident and unreasonable. However, Song Hansheng thought about it seriously and said, "I don't know."

Su Miao didn't feel sad on her face: "I suddenly felt a little lucky. Between me and Jiang Yurou, you hesitated to say that you didn't know, but didn't say Jiang Yurou's name immediately. Does that prove that my current status can be compared with Jiang Yurou's? Jiang Yurou is side by side."

"You are different from her, don't compare them."

Su Miao's hand was still on Song Hansheng's left chest, and he could clearly feel his heart beating violently.

Such a violent heartbeat made her mistakenly think that he really loved her.

But in fact, Song Hansheng's love for her is not so much, as it is the desire for what she can't ask for, and the unwillingness and paranoia born.

It's over, Su Miao is going to chase her away, now there is no need to wait for her to speak, Song Hansheng will go out spontaneously after wiping Su Miao's body and bringing a cup of hot milk.

But this time, he sat by the bed for a long time, staring at Su Miao's profile.

Su Miao felt the hot gaze with her eyes closed, she had to open her eyes, and saw Song Hansheng frowning like he was stuck in a certain problem and couldn't get out, thinking all the time.

She was about to speak.

Song Hansheng said a step ahead: "Su Miao, maybe I love you, but I don't know what deep love is."

There is a world of difference if one word is missing, love is the calmness in the mouth, then deep love is the thunder in the chest.

"If you don't know what you don't understand, learn it. Don't just use your ignorance of deep love to whitewash it."

Song Hansheng: "..."