Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Lu Sheng waited for a while. Before he could respond, he gently scratched his stiff hand: "You can give me some reaction."

Zhou Qing awakened as if from a dream, the emotion in his eyes turned over and over, after several waves: "Did you deliberately?"

Lu Sheng stared at him directly: "Yes, I made hands and feet on the condom."

He saw no joy, only sorrow.

"Lu Sheng——"

Lu Sheng knew what he was going to say, and interrupted: "Even if I raise the child alone, I will definitely give birth to the child."

child.

These two words made him completely helpless. All the plans he had made before were all overturned at this moment, and he had only one thought left, he couldn't die.

His hand on her abdomen moved gently, her body temperature was burned in his palm through the clothes: "Sound, after the operation, we will get married immediately."

Lu Sheng blushed and nodded, "Okay."

It was past eight o'clock, and Zhou Xufang had not yet returned.

Lu Sheng came out of the ward and saw her at the door: "Xu Fang," Lu Sheng closed the door of the ward, "Why haven't you returned?"

Zhou Xufang's voice was very small: "I have something to tell you."

Lu Sheng glanced at Jiang Zhi next to him.

Zhou Xufang said: "Jiang Zhi, don't follow."

Jiang Zhi was unwilling, but he sat down in a chair and waited.

Zhou Xufang and Lu Sheng went on the rooftop.

"Sorry," Zhou Xufang confessed actively, "I just heard you talk to my uncle." She didn't mean to listen, but her hearing was very good.

Lu Sheng didn't mind: "It doesn't matter if you hear it."

Zhou Xufang didn't know whether to say congratulations. After thinking about it, she felt that the timing was not right, so she didn't say it first. She asked Lu Sheng, "Are you hungry? Would you like to have supper?"

"Stop eating supper."

Zhou Xufang said again: "Then you go back to rest and let Jiang Zhi stay vigil in the hospital."

"No, I just keep it."

Zhou Xufang frowned, very worried: "You are a pregnant woman, so you can't work too hard."

Lu Sheng laughed: "Xu Fang, I'm not pregnant, I lied to your uncle."

Zhou Xufang was really taken aback.

Lu Sheng explained: "Doctor Hong said that the desire to survive is also very important. Having a child can give him one more reason to stumble."

Zhou Xufang got it.

"Help me keep it secret."

"Oh."

Zhou Xufang's emotions are so complicated, a little lost, and a little lucky.

On the way back, she said nothing.

Jiang Zhi asked her, "What's wrong? What did you tell Lu Sheng?"

Zhou Xufang replied absently: "Secret."

Jiang Zhi didn't like Zhou Xufang's secrets. If it was normal, he would definitely pester her to ask, but recently, because of Zhou Qingran's illness, she was very depressed, so he became behaved a lot and stopped asking.

In the evening, except for the bodyguards at the door, only Lu Sheng was on guard at the hospital.

A nurse wearing a mask came over, holding a medical tray in his hand: "Change the dressing."

The bodyguard let her go after checking her work permit.

The nurse entered the door, nodded, walked to the infusion stand, took out the medicine bag that was about to be instilled, and replaced it with a new one.

"Did Xu Fang go back?"

"gone back."

Zhou Qingrang asked Lu Sheng again: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat midnight snack?"

Lu Sheng was funny: "Your niece just asked this question." She sat on the chair next to the hospital bed, "I'm not hungry or tired. You don't care about me. I have surgery tomorrow. You have a good rest. "

The nurse who changed the dressing adjusted the drip rate again.

After the nurse went out, Zhou Qing let him move a little into the hospital bed and made a landing sound: "Sound, you lie down here."

"Isn't it crowded?"

He shook his head: "I want to hold you to sleep."

Lu Sheng took off his shoes and lay down beside him.

He was infusion with one hand and held her with the other.

"Lu Sheng."

"Ok?"

He leaned on his side and looked at her slightly on his stomach: "Our baby, can I touch it?"

Lu Sheng took his hand on his stomach: "You can touch wherever I am."

"Not serious."

Zhou Qing made her face thin, and could blush in a few words without teasing, but did not take her hand back, put it on her belly, and rubbed it gently.

Lu Sheng smiled with his eyes crooked: "I'm not serious, then do you like it?"

His ears were slightly red, and he nodded: "I like it."

He is so old-fashioned, and sometimes he obeys him exceptionally.

Lu Sheng found a comfortable position and nestled in his arms: "When did you start to like me?"

Zhou Qing lay down on her side and kissed her forehead: "I don't know." He said, "When I know it, I already like it very much."

Lu Sheng smiled and kissed his face.

Zhou Qing didn't hide, and blushed to make her make trouble, holding her waist with her hand: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? After pregnancy."

"No."

He lowered his voice and asked her quietly, "Is it your birthday?"

Lu Sheng didn't answer, but instead asked him, "Why do you think it was that time?" The words were all ridicule, and she deliberately teased him.

"Asked knowingly."

He has a staid temperament and can't speak.

Lu Sheng said on his behalf: "We did a few things that day—"

He blushed and interrupted: "Not ashamed."

This old antique.

Lu Sheng smiled in his arms.

Zhou Qing asked to lie down holding her for a while, his eyelids a little heavy: "Go to sleep."

Lu Sheng didn't move anymore: "Are you sleepy?"

"Ok."

He closed his eyes, and his breathing soon calmed down.

He seemed to fall asleep very fast tonight, but Lu Sheng could not fall asleep. He was afraid of disturbing him, so he did not dare to move while lying down. After a while, she heard a sound at the door, and got up: "Who?"