When we have a child in a few years, I will tell you where he is." The man whispered in her ear.
When he said the words 'we have a child', An Ruo suddenly shuddered.
She used to think about marrying Mo Hua, and it didn't matter if there was no love, as long as she lived a happy life. Now she realized that except for Tang Yuchen, she simply couldn't accept any man.
Even more, she couldn't accept having another man's child. Just thinking about that kind of thing made her feel repelled.
Her only child is Kangkang, who can only be Tang Yuchen's child. If she has another man's child, she will have the feeling that the child is not hers.
An Ruo was lost in thought when Xing Tian suddenly hugged her body, kissed her lips, and then her neck.
His kiss was very gentle, but she didn't feel anything at all, and even felt a little nauseous.
The man kissed her obsessively and murmured ambiguously: "Anruo, what should I do? I can't wait for the wedding. I...want you so much..."
His breath became thick and hot, and the arms holding her became stronger.
As if being pricked by a needle, An Ruo pushed him away in horror: "No!"
Xing Tian was unprepared and was pushed by her into the sharp corner of the table, causing a tingling pain in his back.
He pursed his lips and looked at her, his eyes very dark.
An Ruo quickly stood up and took a few steps away from him: "You can't touch me."
Afraid that he would be angry, she added: "At least not now."
Xing Tian stood up straight, and the gloom in his eyes disappeared instantly.
He raised his lips and smiled: "Okay, I won't touch you now, can I wait until the wedding night to touch you again?"
An Ruo suddenly turned her head away from him, actually because she was worried that he would see the disgust in her eyes.
What should she do? She can't accept his touch and can't be pregnant with his child. What should she do?
Xing Tian lets Mo Hua go, and An Ruo saves him, settling a trouble in his mind.
The wedding day came soon. Early in the morning, several maids came to dress her up. An Ruo was like a puppet, letting them help her put on the wedding dress, put on makeup, and do her hair.
After everything was done, Xing Tian immediately knocked on the door and came in. When he saw her look, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"You all get out." He stared at An Ruo and said to the maids.
"Yes." The maids smiled and left, and thoughtfully closed the door for them.
Xing Tian walked up to An Ruo, his eyes full of tenderness, "An Ruo, you are beautiful today. I knew you would be the most beautiful bride in the world."
An Ruo twitched her lips slightly and said with a self-deprecating smile: "I'm almost thirty, how can I still be beautiful?"
"No, you are really beautiful." He said quickly.
"You have a special temperament, just like a lady in an ancient boudoir." That kind of beauty with a scholarly atmosphere and a quiet and delicate atmosphere.
Today's world is too impetuous, and there are very few women who are as calm and indifferent as her.
Not used to his burning gaze, An Ruo looked away and asked him calmly: "Xingtian, I ask you again, you must hold a wedding with me, why don't you change your mind?"
The smile at the corner of the man's mouth disappeared and he said displeasedly: "It's already this time, you still don't want to marry me?"
An Ruo held up her skirt and walked to the bed and sat down, looking at him calmly.
"I don't love you, and you forcefully trapped me on the island. How can you let me marry you willingly?
