Shangguan Chen sighed, gently let go of her, and carefully covered her with the quilt.
Since meeting her again, he has never seriously asked her if she has been doing well during this time. Now when he looks closely, he can see that his baby face has become much thinner.
Counting back the time, when she was bullied by him and hospitalized, she was already pregnant with his child.
But he hurt her again and again.
But she endured all kinds of injuries that were beyond her ability.
Thinking of her bulging belly, she left Shen Junhao's residence and never returned home, wandering around.
Thinking back to the night when they met again, out of anger and jealousy, he aggressively insulted her and hurt her heart again.
No wonder when he saw her again, she felt disgusted and repelled towards him.
Thinking of this, Shangguan Chen's heart became more and more painful, as if his heart was being slashed bit by bit by a sharp sword.
The initial jealousy and anger also disappeared, leaving only deep pity.
Every time he spoke softly of care, there was a deep and obvious heartache hidden in his words and deeds.
Fortunately, God still favored this confused woman, so that she can now return to him safe and sound.
He couldn't imagine that if she, a pregnant woman, was living on the streets and encountered any danger, it would be an unforgettable pain for him.
As he watched, Shangguan Chen couldn't help but fall into deep thought...
Yanyan, what should I do with you?
If you don't have me, you have to live a good life...
…
I don’t know how long it took, but Pei Wen brought the ginger soup and said in a low voice, “The doctor told me that the ginger soup should be drunk while it’s hot.”
Shangguan Chen nodded.
Pei Wen wisely exited the room.
Shangguan Chen saw that Han Zhiyan was rarely sleeping so peacefully and couldn't bear to wake her up, but thinking that she still had a low fever, he had to whisper, "Yanyan... wake up..."
Han Zhiyan turned over in a daze, frowning slightly, refusing to get up, and got into the quilt, "Chen, I still want to sleep!"
"Get up and drink ginger soup before going to bed, be good!" Shangguan Chen coaxed in her ear.
Han Zhiyan still didn't open her eyes, she just hugged the quilt and muttered something.
Shangguan Chen had no choice but to pick her up, pick up the ginger soup, bring it to his lips, take a sip, then lower his head and cover her mouth.
Han Zhiyan frowned, her eyes widened for a moment, and she drank slowly along with his feeding.
"When you wake up, don't you? Drink before going to sleep, be good!" Shangguan Chen let her go and said with a half-smile.
Han Zhiyan pouted, but still drank obediently.
But the taste of the ginger soup made Han Zhiyan look away after two sips and refused to drink any more.
In the end, Shangguan Chen half-coaxed and half-deceived her into drinking it obediently.
After finally drinking it, Han Zhiyan lay lazily in his arms, her hands working hard on him, teasing the sensitive spots on his body, then flowing down gently, touching his burning heat.
Shangguan Chen's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his heartbeat accelerated instantly. Unable to bear it anymore, he grabbed her restless little hand.
In the darkness, I met her big eyes that were as bright as stars, and there seemed to be a hint of a bad smile in them.
"Little rascal, go to sleep quickly!" Shangguan Chen scolded, but his tone contained soft doting, and he hugged her tightly.
With a pure smile on Han Zhiyan's face, she stretched out her arms to hug him, with a smile on her lips, and gradually fell asleep.
And a certain kind of person, who has been tense all night, has a warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms, but can only look at it but not eat it, and can't move even if he wants to satisfy his craving. How much ability does that require...