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"Normal delivery?" Yan Shuang Fei guessed after hearing Lin Chenyu's painful voice.

"Probably so." Luo Qinghan looked indifferent, "It is said that natural delivery is good for children." She shook her head, and smiled again, "I am not someone who has given birth before."

"Do you want a child?" Yan Shuang Fei walked over and asked, lowered her head, sniffed her familiar alluring breath, pressed a kiss on the side of Luo Qinghan's neck, then hugged her head, The foreheads were pressed against each other, "If you want, we can have one too. Your egg, I will be born."

"You." Luo Qinghan said softly, playing with Yan Shuang. Fei's hair, Yan Shuang. Fei was bored enough of waiting, seeing Luo Qinghan willing to talk to her, couldn't be happier, put his arms around Luo Qinghan waist, a big hug came unceremoniously, "Don't think I don't know you don't like children."

Yan Shuang. Fei quickly nodded in agreement, and said depressedly: "One Yan Luoxiao from the Yan family is enough for me." But she quickly made up her mind, "If you like it, I'll make the sacrifice."

Luo Qinghan felt that Yan Shuang. Fei was really cute, so she pinched her face, and she reluctantly let go of her until the skin that had just recovered to fairness turned red again.

Luo Qinghan rubbed Yan Shuang Fei's hair and said: "Just taking care of you alone is enough for me to have a headache, and if I have another one, I'm going to be so busy."

"I'm learning too." Yan Shuang Fei retorted without confidence.

"Your so-called learning is pouring half of the bag of washing powder into the hand-washed clothes, learning how to cook and almost setting the kitchen on fire?" Luo Qinghan mercilessly exposed Yan Shuang. Fei's imbecility in life, "I still do it myself It's more reliable. It's not convenient for the servants at home to do these things that are too involved."

Yan Shuang Fei was about to refute, but just in time saw a doctor come out, and said respectfully: "Mother and daughter are safe."

"Very good." Yan Shuangfei was in a happy mood, "How is Lin Chenyu?"

"Just fell asleep," replied the doctor.

"Don't disturb her yet." Yan Shuang Fei ordered.

"I asked Yan Yudie to come over and let her see her future child." Luo Qinghan took out her mobile phone and dialed the number.

"That..." Yan Shuangfei stopped the doctor who turned around and left, "Remember to notify me when Lin Chenyu wakes up."

"Yes."

After Yan Shuangfei learned that Lin Chenyu had woken up, he didn't go to the hospital immediately, but waited for a long time.

"You have wiped the gun for a long time." Luo Qinghan couldn't help but said, "If you want to kill her, go ahead. You are indecisive, haven't you already arranged everything."

"Oh." Yan Shuang. Fei was pulled back to his senses by Luo Qinghan's voice, and responded, calling Yan Yudie to go to the hospital with her.

When Yan Shuang. Fei and Yan Yudie stepped into the ward, Lin Chenyu was holding the baby and breastfeeding, and the happiness on his face could not be concealed.

And this scene deeply hurt Yan Shuang Fei's eyes. She lacked the love of her parents since she was a child. The children who grew up were very jealous, which caused when Luo Qinghan cared about her, she was immediately attracted by that emotion, and fell into it unable to extricate herself.

Lin Chenyu saw the expression on Yan Shuang Fei's face immediately became fearful and flustered, and subconsciously hugged his child tightly, perhaps with too much force, the child began to cry loudly.Lin Chenyu lowered his head, stopped caring about Yan Shuangfei, and focused on coaxing his child.

"Is this the clothes you sewed yourself?" Yan Shuang Fei pointed to the few small clothes and the balls of wool. The small clothes are very delicate, and you can see the hard work of the creators. There is also a Semi-finished products are placed there.Lin Chenyu is indeed a family girl, no wonder Yan Shaoqiu likes it.

"Yes." With great difficulty, Lin Chenyu coaxed the child to calm down, lowered his head to look at the child, his eyes were extremely soft, full of nostalgia and love, such a look that Yan Shuang Fei felt that he couldn't bear to kill her for a while.But it was only for a while, even if Lin Chenyu might be forced to do this, even if Lin Chenyu was sincere later, it can be seen from her love for her child.But if she is not killed, what kind of embarrassing position should Lin Chenyu be in the Yan family? How can the rules of the Yan family be violated?

Yan Shuang.fei looked at Lin Chenyu, feeling infinite sadness in her heart. She was silent for a while, and said to Lin Chenyu: "After you die, I will tell Yan's family that you were in excessive pain because of Yan Shaoqiu's death. Self-exhausted."

"Really?" Lin Chenyu replied lightly, lowered his head and kissed his child, glanced at it with nostalgia, then handed the child to Yan Yudie, "Take care of her for me."

"I will treat it as my own. She is the only one." Yan Yudie promised.

"That's good." Lin Chenyu leaned on the bed, tidied up his messy clothes, watched Yan Yudie walk out of the ward with his child, and then said to Yan Shuangfei: "Do it."

"Finished?" Luo Qinghan put down the book in his hand and asked.

"Ah."

"Your complexion is not good." Luo Qinghan stepped forward and massaged Yan Shuang Fei's temples.

Yan Shuang Fei sighed, and said with relief: "Everything is over."

"En." Luo Qinghan responded softly, "Can you take off your shirt?"

Yan Shuang Fei trembled, looking at Luo Qinghan vigilantly.

"Don't think about it." Luo Qinghan tapped Yan Shuang Fei's head, and said a little funny, "Just look at your back."

Yan Shuang Fei obediently took off his clothes, revealing his snow-white back, which was ferocious, with bullet marks and knife marks, proving the various hardships his master had endured. Of course, there were also whip marks inside.

Luo Qinghan's green and slender fingers caressed the scars left by the whip on Yan Shuang Fei's back, and sighed slightly, these scars have become very faint, and you can't see them if you don't look carefully, just like that painful memory, which finally followed At that time, the time gradually faded away, but Luo Qinghan still felt their existence by feeling and memory.

"Does it still hurt?" Luo Qinghan's slightly cool fingertips gently outlined the shape of the scar.

Yan Shuang. Fei turned around and kissed her, answered the wrong question and said to Luo Qinghan: "Let's... get married. I want to put on a wedding dress for you and show off to the world that you are my wife."

Luo Qinghan's voice was soft, and she answered one word concisely: "Okay."

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