Mi Xiaojia came out of the bathroom after taking a hot bath and saw An Ran lying on her bed as before.
When he saw her coming out, he jumped up and said with a smile: "It's warmed up just now, so hurry up and get into bed."
He smiled at her without warning, but Mi Xiaojia felt sad for no reason.
This man obviously forgot that they had quarreled before, and even more forgot that he brought the woman to demonstrate in front of her.
Does that mean that every time he is unhappy in the future, he will bring a woman to demonstrate in front of her, declare how good his luck with women is, and tell her how many women are waiting to throw themselves into his arms?
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" An Ran asked in confusion when she saw Mi Xiaojia dazed in place with a strange expression.
Mi Xiaojia shook his head and replied in a muffled voice: "I'm sleepy."
"Go to bed early if you are sleepy. You should have rested long ago. The child must develop good habits from an early age." An Ran said, picking up Mi Xiaojia and putting her on the bed.
Mi Xiaojia fell asleep obediently, and An Ran turned off the lights for her, then turned and left.
Seeing An Ran walking to the door, Mi Xiaojia opened her mouth: "Young Master An——"
An Ran paused, looked back at the woman under the dim light, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"If I hadn't been pregnant, do you think we would have been strangers now?" Mi Xiaojia whispered absently.
The little life in her belly came so suddenly, she was unprepared, and I believe An Ran was even less prepared.
I heard that Enron's protective measures were always very good, so he spent so much money and dated so many women, but none of them could conceive his child.
Neither she nor An Ran took protective measures that day, and the child suddenly arrived.
In fact, as long as she could break away from her current relationship with An Ran, she felt that not having the child was the most sensible way.
But she dreams of having a child, so how can she be willing to kill an innocent little life?
An Ran was slightly startled. He had never thought about this problem. The fact was that Mi Xiaojia was indeed pregnant with his child, and he and Mi Xiaojia were now living under the same roof.
After a long while, he quietly opened his lips: "Maybe."
He knew that he was unreasonable and unreasonable, and he also knew that he was a romantic by nature, and any woman meant little to him. Ling Fei was once an exception, but later he could just abandon her, and he knew that he was hopeless.
It's just Mi Xiaojia, she is always different. As for what is different, he can't tell.
He likes to let nature take its course and doesn't want to bother others, it's that simple.
"An Ran, do you love me?" Mi Xiaojia's next question caught An Ran off guard.
He was dumbfounded and didn't know how to answer.
He knew that he loved himself, but falling in love with a certain woman seemed too far away for him.
"I like you very much..." For a long time, An Ran opened her lips with difficulty, vaguely knowing that her answer was very important to Mi Xiaojia.
"I'm asking about love, love about love, just like the love between Luo Cheng and Gong Si. It's not just a simple liking." Mi Xiaojia smiled, feeling quite powerless.
An Ran didn't answer. He had no answer here. He had never loved before, let alone knew what love was. Maybe men all over the world had love, but he didn't have it here.
"Xiaojia, I'm sorry." It seemed like a century had passed since An Ran said these words with difficulty.
At that moment, he actually felt a slight pain in his heart, a pain that he would not be able to detect if he didn't experience it carefully...
