I don't deserve your love

The man smiled and left.

The smile on Feng Ying's face finally gradually subsided, leaving only a stern face.

Jian Qian looked at his appearance of wanting to kill, silently lowered her eyes, picked up the chopsticks to eat the rice in the bowl.

But her bowl of rice was cold.

"Master Ying, let's go."

"That's right, the sisters are waiting in the private room."

The soft voices of the two women twisting the waist of the water snake.

"Okay, we can't keep the beauty waiting."

He suddenly smiled, put his hands behind the backs of the two women, patted their buttocks and led them away.

Jian Qian only felt that her hands were a little stiff, and she couldn't even hold the chopsticks.

These days, he is doing well.

The Feng family was so bloody, it didn't stop him from having sex in bed.

Liu Yuntian stared at the back of Feng Ying leaving, but still clenched his fists.

In his opinion, Feng Ying, a treacherous person, is holding back some bad tricks. He can't give Jian Qian the stable life he wants.

But now Jian Qian was pregnant with his child and came here to look for him.

She thought he was dead, so she shed a lot of tears?Almost had a miscarriage?

Her body is weak.

Liu Yuntian looked at her and felt a twinge in his heart.

In fact, how could he have given her a good love and a good life?

Jian Qian ate and slept every day, and Liu Yuntian asked a doctor to come over to check her body.

After eleven o'clock that night, she was just about to go to bed when she heard the doorbell ring.

this time...

She went to open the door, and then saw the woman standing at the door with a cold face.

"It really is you. They say that Yuntian has been with you recently, but I still don't believe it."

Liu Yuntian's wife said.

Jian Qian looked at her quietly, "Sorry."

"Sorry? If sorry works, can I kill you and apologize to you?"

Mrs. Liu asked her.

"can."

Jian Qian agreed.

"you……"

Mrs. Liu raised her hand and slapped her, trembling with anger, she asked her: "You are shameless, do you want to use this child to force us to divorce?"

"I'm a little unwell these days, so I'll leave when I'm done."

There's no place for her here, she knows it.

She didn't even go downstairs to eat in the past two days, and the doctor had to come over every day to confirm her fetal image.

Even she herself didn't understand, he died as soon as he died, why did she come to confirm?

What is there in him that deserves her confirmation?

Her eye sockets were inexplicably red.

Mrs. Liu listened to her words: "I want you to kill this child, no matter how much it costs."

"impossible."

Jian Qian's voice was exhausted, but Mrs. Liu didn't care, and after she said it was impossible, she felt that she was showing off on purpose, so she raised her hand towards her face again.

Jian Qian was even ready to be beaten.

But the hand didn't land on her face.

"Hey, Mrs. Liu, this is too much. She can't conceive your man's child by herself. If you want to look for it, you should look for someone who can sow seeds, right?"

"..."

"..."

Mrs. Liu and Jian Qian looked at him when they heard the voice.

Mrs. Liu's wrist was squeezed hard by him, but he put it down gently.

He smiled: "Besides, the child is innocent."

Jian Qian couldn't understand him, and didn't want to see her again.

"Is Young Master Ying protecting this woman so much?"

"I've always been sympathetic to women. Mrs. Liu should have heard of it."

"Bah, disgusting."

Mrs. Liu couldn't bear his eccentricity, so she turned her head and left.

Feng Ying stood holding the base of the wall and glanced at her.

Jian Qian also looked at him.

Feng Ying raised his hand to touch her face, because he saw the slap marks on her face, but Jian Qian backed away immediately: "What are you here for?"

"I heard that you went to find me that night. Of course I came to ask, what's the matter?"

"..."

"What made you come here to look for me regardless of your sister's disappearance?"

Feng Ying slowly approached.

She turned around and went inside, but he blocked the door when she wanted to close it. He gave her a faint look, then pushed the door open and walked in.

"close the door."

he reminded.

Jian Qian had no choice but to close the door.

After all, they can't be seen together, can they?

Jian Qian walked over slowly and sat on the sofa, "Talk if you have something to do, and leave if you have nothing to do. Don't sit for too long."

"How does it feel to be beaten by a rival?"

he asks.

Jian Qian looked at him coldly, not knowing why he answered the wrong question.

And this slap was pretty good, it made her sober up a lot.

Jian Qian didn't move, but he left quickly and pressed the inside line: "Bring a bottle of red wine, add ice."

She raised her eyes to look at him, and saw that he was so loose and loose, and she didn't know which gentle country he had crawled out of, and felt even more like a needle in her heart.

What happened to her?

They agreed not to talk about feelings from the beginning.

How could she be tempted by such a person?

How long have they met?

Jian Qian looked at him unconsciously, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, but he was just a man.

And he's so humiliating.

What on earth does she like about him?

Like that he is good in bed?

It must be, otherwise what else can I like?

Does he hurt people?

Then why is she so uncomfortable now?

She put her hand gently on her lower abdomen, and then continued to look at him silently, but that look gradually brought a little bit of dissatisfaction and hatred.

Feng Ying looked at his phone for a while, and when the waiter delivered what he wanted, he didn't talk nonsense, and directly wrapped a handful of ice in the towel brought by the waiter, and then walked towards her.

Jian Qian wanted to avoid subconsciously, Feng Ying sat next to her, pressed her head, "Don't move."

Jian Qian: "..."

His hand held ice on the side of her face where she had been beaten.

"It's a pity that such a pretty face is beaten like this, and this Mrs. Liu is also too cruel."

he muttered to himself.

Jian Qian was shocked when she heard it, but she felt warm in her heart for his move.

She raised her hand to grab the ice he was holding, "You can let go, I will do it myself."

Feng Ying looked down at her, at this moment she was close at hand, but still as cold as a piece of ice.

How could she be as cold as a block of ice?

He saw the tip of her nose from her eyebrows, saw her lips, and then suddenly, her thin lips blocked her mouth.

Jian Qian: "..."

There was a sudden buzzing in her head, and before she could see anything clearly, her breath was taken away.

Feng Ying didn't say too much, and even that hand was still holding the ice on her face without moving at all.

But he kissed her so hard.

She couldn't push him away, and she didn't dare to make big moves.

The doctor also told her not to get excited.

She could only put her hands on his chest, but his chest was hot and had the smell of ebony aloes she liked, her tears fell quickly, he let go of her mouth, and leaned against her forehead Nan: "Don't be so cold, it's not cute at all."

She was never a cute character.

She turned her head so that he could no longer stick to her so ambiguously.

Hands were also removed from his chest.

Feng Ying looked at her, "Why did you come here?"

"..."

She looked at him, looking at his black eyes that made people feel like they were facing an abyss.