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   After thinking about it for a long time, he still felt that it was not right. Han Xiaoye was hugged by him and couldn't help but called out, "Little uncle, are you asleep?"

   After a while, when she thought Fu Zhiyan had fallen asleep, a hoarse response came from above her head, "Yes."

  Han Xiaoye scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, tangled for a while, but still said, "Did you have any irritation today? I always think that something is wrong with you."

"Yep?"

"It's not right, and I can't tell. How can I say this? It's like opening a noodle bucket for instant noodles, only to find that it contains milk tea." She turned over restlessly, and found that her back was facing the blanket It is even more strange to hold, the posture is like that. Han Xiaoye was embarrassed, turned it back again, raised his head and looked at him, "It doesn't seem to be described like this, it's annoying, I'll wipe it. I don't know how to describe it, anyway, I just feel that you are today, little uncle. It's weird at night. If I usually squat next to you and let you smell it, you will definitely teach me that girls should be more gentle. Or just ignore me as air, and you have to perform for me no matter how bad it is. It's a 'refrigerator stunt'. You didn't even say it, you took the initiative to do that."

  Fu Zhiyan didn't train her, and he didn't ignore her. For the first time, he didn't even have a cold face. Still so enthusiastic in bed, Han Xiaoye felt a little uneasy.

  Fu Zhiyan opened his eyes, his long and narrow Danfeng eyes looked like a black gem in the dark night. He looked at the person in his arms for a while, then lowered his eyes and hugged him tightly, "Is this bad?"

   "It's not bad, I'm just a little weird." She paused, her heart skipped a beat, and she raised her head abruptly, "Little uncle, shouldn't you..."

   Fu Zhiyan's mouth twitched, "Nothing?" Did the rascal find out?

   "Isn't there a big trick brewing to deal with me?" Han Xiaoye's eyes were clear.

  Fu Zhiyan's face darkened, almost uncontrollably wanting to cut open her brain to see what was inside. After forbearance, he sat up and turned off the bedside lamp, and hugged the warm man into his arms again, "Shut your mouth and go to sleep."

   His face darkened, Han Xiaoye was relieved, and his dreadful and restless heart suddenly settled down.

   "I have something to do tomorrow morning, are you with me or..." Fu Zhiyan's voice could not be heard ups and downs, as if he was just mentioning it casually, and he thought about it for a long time.

  Han Xiaoye rolled his eyes and interrupted him immediately, "I'll stay at home and wait for you!"

  If he is not here, she will have the opportunity to go to the hospital to check if she is pregnant. Originally, she wanted to use a pregnancy test stick, but she just took the opportunity to check it on Baidu. It said that pregnancy test sticks are sometimes inaccurate. Whether there is a baby in the stomach is a big deal, it is better to go to the hospital to find a doctor.

   When she first got the pregnancy test stick, she was still apprehensive. Now, she just wants to have a doll in her stomach, a doll that belongs to her and Fu Zhiyan. It must be very cute. If he ravages her in the future, she will ravage his son!

   made up his mind, Han Xiaoye was overjoyed.

   In order not to be discovered, she tried her best to control her too obvious not to make herself happy.

   But who is Fu Zhiyan, no matter how well she hides it, her happiness is all in sight. His outline tensed, his fists clenched quietly, and his eyes closed forbearance.

   A good night's dream.

   Next day.

   When Han Xiaoye woke up, there was no one on the bed.

   She got up from the bed with difficulty. After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she ate breakfast and went out with her bag.

   I have to go to a better hospital for an examination.

  Han Xiaoye took a taxi on the side of the road and went straight to the First People's Hospital of City C.

   She didn't notice that after she got into the car, a low-key Mercedes-Benz quietly followed behind her. Seeing that she was admitted to the hospital, the man driving the car squeezed the steering wheel. After a long while, he silently took out a cigarette, lit it, and the smoke curled up. Who was Fu Zhiyan who had left the house early in the morning with that beautiful face?

at this time.

   His phone rang.

   He looked at the caller ID for a while, his thin lips tightened, and he picked it up.

   Qin Fang's voice on the other end of the phone was as condescending as always, "How is it, have you tested it now? Is your little niece pregnant?"

   "She's in the hospital."

   "Into the hospital? You mean..." Qin Fang was a little surprised, "You mean she went to abort the child?"

  As far as Han Xiaoye seems to be hot and hot, but her tenacious and stubborn character, she would definitely be able to kill the child quietly by herself. She's still doing better than Suri. Maybe if the child is aborted, she can still jump out of bed like a normal person within a few hours, still smiling at Zhi Yan and hiding it.

but……

   "Stop talking, are you really not going to stop it? As long as you speak, little niece will definitely listen to you."

  Fu Zhiyan frowned deeply. He didn't sleep all night. Hearing Qin Fang's suggestion, his temples throbbed. Flicking the cigarette butt, "I said yesterday, she has the right to decide, no matter what, I will accept it."

   Qin Fang was unhappy, "But you clearly want children. You are 27 years old, and other people's children can play soy sauce. It's not that you are not married, it is normal to have children."

  Fu Zhiyan did not speak.

Qin Fang got a little depressed and got angry, "Yes, yes, yes. You are all people with ideas, I have said everything that should be said, and I have persuaded what should be persuaded. For the sake of wearing the same pair of open-crotch pants for so many years , I will say the last sentence again. Stop talking, if you don't stop now, you will regret it in the future. Because every day now, I regret that I didn't contact Rarity earlier. There will be children again. , but no matter how many children there are, they will not be the first one!"

   "I know." Forbearance, restraint.

Qin Fang sighed, "I guess you're not in the mood to mess with me, I'm hanging up. If you need to call me at any time, I'll come over immediately. Also, do you want me to sort out the taboos for miscarriage women? ?"

   He admitted that he deliberately provoked Fu Zhiyan.

   "I'll send it to you... Hey! Stop talking? Damn it! It's too cruel to hang up the phone just like that."

  Fu Zhiyan just hung up the phone, and the word miscarriage pierced his heart like a sharp knife. With a cigarette in his hand, he leaned restlessly on the seat.

   Little hooligans don't want kids, that's for sure.

   But the child...the child...

  “****!”

  Fu Zhiyan violently smashed the steering wheel, it was the first time he lost control like this!

  Will he regret it in the future? He doesn't know, but choosing between the child and the little girl, he chooses Han Xiaoye.

  She is his Han Xiaoye. Han Xiaoye who is more important than anyone, not even a child!