Imprisoned Crown of Thorns

【Lust】【Murder】【Rage】【Cruel】【Arrogance】

Anna was confirmed to be pregnant about a month after she moved into Han Sen's villa.

Han Sen took Nietzsche's semen while he was making out, and handed it to the doctor.

Han Sen knew that Nietzsche would not agree to do such a thing to him, so he simply made his own decision.

Nietzsche had already fallen asleep at that time, and Han Sen got up to meet the doctor just before midnight, and then took care of everything.

Because of habit, no matter what he does, Han Sen's efficiency is quite high, and his execution is amazingly fast.

"Miss Anna, are you feeling better?"

It was confirmed that she was pregnant for one month, and Anna's pregnancy reaction in the early stages of pregnancy gradually emerged.

Now, early in the morning, just waking up, without any warning, Anna felt nausea in her chest as soon as she woke up, then she threw off the quilt and rushed into the bathroom, then bent over and lay on the sink and started to vomit, because Anna I didn't eat anything in my stomach, it was empty, so I couldn't vomit anything.

The feeling of wanting to vomit but not being able to vomit anything is really uncomfortable. It feels like I almost vomited my heart and stomach out alive.

The housekeeper who was standing downstairs heard Anna's vomiting, hurriedly walked towards Anna's bedroom, then stood by the door and knocked on the door, asking about Anna's situation.

In fact, generally as long as pregnant women will have a pregnancy reaction, but as long as they are taken care of properly, this sad situation can still be alleviated.

After Anna vomited, she stood up, took a piece of facial tissue from the sink, and took it in her hand. While wiping her mouth, she walked to the door of the bedroom, then opened the door with her hand, and saw the butler standing in front of her door , Anna smiled and waved her hands and said: "It's okay, everything is fine now, but the pregnancy reaction is a bit sad."

The butler nodded:

"The doctor told us before that as long as pregnant women have pregnancy reactions more or less, this is a normal situation, but if you want to slow down this pregnancy reaction, the doctor can still find a way to help you solve this problem of.

But the doctor asked me to tell you that you must not use drugs casually. If it is really necessary, you must use it under the guidance of a doctor, otherwise it will affect the body and various aspects of the development of the fetus. "

Because the butler, as a man, was able to make such a thoughtful reminder, Anna covered her mouth and smiled, reached out and touched her abdomen, and said shyly: "Because I am still very young, I really didn't expect that I would It is a rare opportunity for me to become a mother one day, and I must cherish it.

So I have to personally experience all the things and all the details. This is responsible for the child in my stomach, and also responsible for Mr. Han and Mr. Nietzsche. After all, they must be looking forward to the arrival of this child.

Moreover, if I have a child of my own in the future, I will also know how to take good care of him. "

After finishing speaking, Anna stroked her still flat abdomen gently again.

It seems that pregnancy really changes women, it can make every woman full of motherhood, even when there is no special expression, the look is very gentle.

The butler smiled and nodded,

"Okay, Miss Anna, at noon, we can accompany you to the garden of the villa. Mr. Han will be there then. He has something to say to you."

"Ok."

Anna nodded.

The butler added:

"Mr. Han will be on the tea table in the corridor in the garden throughout the noon. You can have a good rest now, and you don't need to rush downstairs. You will go down when you feel comfortable."

"Mr. Han is really a considerate person."

Anna nodded to the butler.

When Anna got up from the bed and vomited, Han Sen and Nietzsche were eating in the hall downstairs.

The sound of Anna's morning sickness came intermittently from upstairs. The sound sounded muffled through the door, but it could still be heard vaguely. It was obviously a very strange sound.

Han Sen, who was flipping through the newspaper in front of him, stopped his hands and said to the butler standing behind him, "Go upstairs and see if Miss Anna is not feeling well now, do you need to call the doctor?" Come here and tell her by the way, go out to the garden for a rest at noon, I will wait for her in the garden, I have something to say to her."

"Okay, Mr. Han."

The butler nodded, turned and walked upstairs.

When Han Sen spoke, Nietzsche was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast on a plate, wearing a red nightgown casually.

Hearing what Han Sen said, Nietzsche glanced at Han Sen, put down the tableware in his hand blankly, then got up silently and planned to go upstairs.

"Where to go."

Seeing Nietzsche put down the breakfast in front of him and get up to go upstairs, Han Sen looked at Nietzsche's back with a dark face.

"Go back to the bedroom."

Nietzsche's voice was icy.

Han Sen pursed his lips and said in a deep voice:

"Lutheran, come back obediently now and finish your meal."

Nietzsche turned his head to look at Han Sen, looked at each other for a few seconds, finally turned around, walked back to the table, sat down without saying a word, and looked at the food in front of him with displeasure , and then reluctantly raised his hand to pick up the tableware in front of him.

"Lutheran, let me feed you."

Seeing Nietzsche's expression, Han Sen simply put down the newspaper in his hand and reached out to pick up the tableware in front of Nietzsche, "Why are you in a bad mood all of a sudden? Could it be that someone messed with you? Didn't you feel fine just now?" .I really don't know what you think about every day. You can't even finish your breakfast obediently. Don't you like Western-style cold cuts very much?"

In fact, Han Sen used to eat Chinese-style porridge and noodles for breakfast, but Nietzsche didn't like porridge very much, and Nietzsche hated the long noodles.

It was because Nietzsche didn't like Chinese food that Han Sen specially asked the servants to serve Western-style cold dishes for breakfast. Nietzsche saw that Chinese food was replaced by Western food, so he started to eat some, and his appetite increased.

But now when he was having breakfast, he had a reluctant expression on his face, which was exactly the same as when he saw the servants put a bowl of plain noodles in front of him. He was really disgusted, and Han Sen could tell at a glance.

"Good, open your mouth."

Han Sen brought the food to Nietzsche's mouth and looked straight at Nietzsche's face.

Nietzsche raised his eyelids, glanced at Han Sen, and finally opened his mouth to eat the food.

Han Sen nodded in satisfaction, leaned his head over, and kissed Nietzsche on the cheek.

"Lutheran, we are living now, so you must be an obedient and good wife, and do whatever I ask you to do."

Han Sen pulled his lips and smiled silently.

Nietzsche said coldly:

"Including raising your children? I don't think it's my obligation. If I'm not wrong, I think my obligation now is to sleep with you."

Han Sen raised his hand and stroked the hair on Nietzsche's forehead, and said in a deep voice:

"What are you talking about? That's my child, and it's also your child. We will raise him together."

Nietzsche slammed Han Sen's palm away and sneered:

"What's yours is yours, why is it ours, unless it was born by myself, otherwise, it is not my child."

Seeing Nietzsche's expression of resistance, Han Sen suddenly put down the tableware in his hand, and said coldly: "Unfortunately, you are not a woman, and you will never be able to have children, so now you have to accept this objective fact."

After finishing speaking, Han Sen picked up Nietzsche's finger, forced the tableware into Nietzsche's hand, and said coldly, "Now finish my breakfast."

"Otherwise, you are not allowed to go upstairs. When is breakfast finished and when can you leave?"

"I'll just sit here and watch you."

Nietzsche blinked, picked up the tableware in his hand, and finally finished the breakfast in front of him obediently under Han Sen's supervision.

Nietzsche has nothing to do now, so he doesn't eat a lot, and his weight has dropped a little. Han Sen really doesn't want to see Nietzsche's thin appearance. To be honest, when he wraps it up, it definitely doesn't feel as good as the one with meat. It feels good.

And Nietzsche's buttocks are not very fleshy. Although the shape is very good, Han Sen still hopes to have more flesh. When he does that, he will feel better, instead of being almost perfect like this, maybe it will be more fuckable like that. Feel.

In general, Han Sen now only considers getting pleasure from Nietzsche's body, a fact that Han Sen now accepts very frankly.

However, Han Sen himself generally doesn't think about such issues, so he doesn't even think about getting that feeling from someone else's body.

Because for Han Sen, this question is really boring, not even a question.

After finishing his breakfast, Nietzsche quickly got up and walked upstairs without saying a word.

Han Sen also got up and followed.

"Nietzsche, wait, I'll go up with you."

Han Sen got up and looked at Nietzsche's back.

Nietzsche said without looking back:

"do not bother me."

After speaking, Nietzsche walked into the room with both legs, and closed the door with a bang.

The door was locked by Nietzsche from the inside, and the key was not known where it was placed.

"The key is in Mr. Nietzsche's room."

Because he couldn't find the key, Han Sen asked the housekeeper where the key of the room was, and whether there was any spare key in the house. Apart from using the key to open the door, Nietzsche would not take the initiative to give it to Han Sen even if he knocked on the door. Han Sen opened the door. Han Sen really knows Nietzsche's temperament too well.

As long as Nietzsche is unwilling to walk out of this door, even if there is a fire in the villa, Nietzsche will not come out.

Now that the key is in Nietzsche's room, Han Sen knows that he will never be able to enter Nietzsche's room.

"The keys of all the rooms in the house must be backed up next time."

Han Sen frowned displeasedly, and asked the housekeeper to write it down.

"Okay, Mr. Han."

The housekeeper looked at Han Sen's serious expression, and knew that Mr. Han, who had always had a bad temper with his servants, was really angry this time, and this was indeed a mistake in his job.

Next, Han Sen didn't say anything, but turned and walked towards his study.

"When Mr. Nietzsche comes out of the room, you must remind me immediately."

Han Sen sat behind the desk, first opened the document in front of him, and then reminded the housekeeper.

"I see, Mr. Han!"

Han Sen has always been a matter of fact, the butler kept Han Sen's confession in mind, then retreated silently, and closed the door.

The garden behind Han Sen's villa is very large, because Han Sen's villa is connected with the two villas on the left and right. It is actually a group of villas connected together. If it is not for the layout problem, this villa group looks like a very simple Like a stately manor.

Before Han Sen bought the villa, the large open space behind the villa was of no use. Basically, it was left unused all the time. It must be said that it was a waste.

When Han Sen moved in a long time ago, he invited the most experienced gardener from the urban area who specializes in Daxing Manor to decorate the open space here, and then planted red roses all over the circle. It is a variety called "Moon Moon Red" from the Netherlands.

The roses of Yueyuehong are really peculiar. When the flowers bloom, the diameter of the flowers is not very large, but the branches are very slender and elegant. Not many flowers and leaves are tightly set off under the flowers, which is very suitable for Decorating this small group of villas makes the whole environment more elegant and retro.

When Anna came to the garden, Han Sen was sitting on the side of the coffee table in the garden corridor, flipping through the newspaper in his hand, with a cup of scented tea in front of him. The transparent tea was served in a teacup with a white background and a silver edge.

In front of him were large patches of long-growing roses, and a young gardener in blue overalls with a shovel in his hand was weeding and loosening the soil for the roses in the garden.

"Mr. Han."

Anna walked towards Han Sen.

"please sit down."

Han Sen signaled Anna to sit down.

"OK, thanks."

After Anna took her seat, the butler standing next to Han Sen immediately bent down and poured a cup of tea for Anna.

"Thank you!"

Anna smiled at the housekeeper, then took a sip of tea.

Han Sen waved his hand and signaled the butler standing beside him to retreat. When the butler went down, he also brought down the servants standing around.

"Ah! Are these roses?"

Anna turned her head and looked at the sea of ​​red flowers in front of her in amazement. In fact, all women in the world like roses. It will also feel dizzy.

Han Sen nodded,

"Yes."

Anna smiled lightly:

"Mr. Han, you are such a caring man. Mr. Nietzsche must be very happy every day to be with such a considerate person like you, right?"

Han Sen pursed his lips, expressionless on his face, turned his head to look at the surrounding roses, and said nothing.

Nietzsche actually disliked plants very much, especially flowers, even ornamental bonsai.

He has lived up to now in his life, and he has never bought flowers for anyone.

Because of him, there are basically no living things in Han Sen's villa, including the bonsai of common green plants in the hall.

Even if the garden of the villa is full of a large area of ​​roses, Nietzsche never comes out to appreciate it. The garden has been built until now, except for the gardeners who need to complete their own work, otherwise it is Han Sen himself. come over here.

Anna saw that Han Sen didn't seem to want to answer this question very much, so she fell silent and slowly tasted the tea in her hand.

"Miss Anna, I want you to come here this time because I want to tell you something."

Han Sen looked straight at Anna.

Anna nodded, put down the cup in her hand, and said meekly:

"Tell me, Mr. Han."

Han Senen said:

"I hope you don't mention this matter to Nietzsche about children."

Han Sen didn't want Nietzsche to know that he used his semen to impregnate Anna without authorization, because according to Nietzsche's personality, if he knew that Han Sen had done such a thing, he would definitely be furious, and maybe he would do something extreme.

But none of this needs to be explained to anyone, as long as Han Sen knows it himself.

"Okay, I see, Mr. Han."

Seeing that Han Sen didn't seem to want to explain why, Anna didn't ask any more questions.

The first reason is that Anna is not qualified to ask. With Han Sen's character, as long as he doesn't want you to know, he will never mention it. At this time, you just need to implement it.

If Han Sen wants you to know, he will definitely speak out and let you know.

So Anna nodded obediently. No matter what Han Sen said, it seemed to be very convincing. Even if it was a simple statement for no reason, Anna would seriously remember it.

A gust of wind blew over from the garden, Anna stretched out her hand to stroke her hair, and looked at Han Sen with a smile on her lips.

Now that Anna has agreed, Han Sen has nothing to say.

So Han Sen stood up,

"Miss Anna, it's windy now, you're not feeling well now, you'd better go back and have a good rest first, don't blow the wind."

"Okay, Mr. Han, thank you for your concern."

Anna stood up with a smile, and when she turned around, she stepped on the ground and leaned against Han Sen's body involuntarily.

Han Sen politely reached out to help Anna.

Anna said thank you, and the two walked towards the villa.

Nietzsche stood in the room, opened the corner of the curtain, looked at Han Sen and the woman who was pregnant with Han Sen's child, and Han Sen smiled at Yanyan, watched Han Sen reach out and put the woman in his arms, and watched the two people talk to each other. smiling at each other.

Nietzsche's expression suddenly became cold, and he lowered the curtains in front of him, his dark green eyes became more and more gloomy in the darkness.

[If I already belong to you, I shouldn't feel abandoned, because no one can force me to give up myself like you do now. 】