202. Chapter 201 Do you dare not let me touch you?
He stretched out his hand, clamped her chin, stared at her, and said word by word: "I proposed marriage because I want you to stay with me."
Xiahou Huan'er immediately sneered: "Hey...why didn't you propose to me before we went to bed?"
Yes, why didn't he propose to her before they went to bed? The day after they had sex, he couldn't wait to propose. What did he mean?
From the look on her face, she seemed to really disdain his proposal.
Dongfang Xing was silent.
The two stared at each other.
After looking at her for a while, Dongfang Xing took back his hand, said with a stern face, "Withdraw the proposal just now."
What?!
Xiahou Huan'er was confused and stared at him. He could even withdraw his proposal? Did he sincerely want to propose?
Mr. Xing stood up, sat down next to her, put his arm possessively on her shoulders, and said lightly: "When you want to get married, you can propose."
What does it mean to wait until she wants to get married before proposing?
Does his subtext mean that he wants to tell her that when she wants to get married, she will tell him and then he will propose?
Xiahou Huan'er had the urge to vomit blood. Did she hate getting married that much? She wanted to ask him to propose to her in person.
She was silent, which made him a little uncomfortable, so he called out in a low voice: "Huan'er."
Xiahou Huan'er, still feeling sick, responded in a muffled voice: "What are you doing, you're screaming?"
He squinted at her and asked with some confusion: "Are you unhappy?"
Anyone who is not blind can see three words written on her face: unhappy.
Xiahou Huan'er rolled her eyes and was about to say something when she suddenly thought of a very professional question and her eyes glazed over.
"What's wrong?" Dongfang Xing asked with concern.
A look of despair appeared on Xiahou Huan'er's face, and she cried and said: "It's over, it's over..."
Dongfang Xing was frightened by her expression as if the sky was falling, and quickly asked: "What's going on?"
Xiahou Huan'er stared at him, flattened her mouth, raised her fist, beat him, and said angrily: "Dongfang Xing, you didn't wear a condom last night. What if someone died?"
God, she is still so young and in her prime. Just the thought of having to carry a pregnant belly for ten months, then having to be in confinement, and then having to take care of a whole crybaby baby day and night, she is so damned.
Thriller.
Dongfang Xing's eyes suddenly lit up, a look of surprise appeared on his face, the corners of his lips raised, and his palms touched her belly.
Xiahou Huan'er quickly pushed his palm away and scolded: "You are crazy, what are you doing? You are not allowed to touch it."
Master Xing's face suddenly darkened, his deep eyes were cold and edgeless, and he said angrily: "How dare you not let me touch you?"
Xiahou Huan'er worked hard: "I won't give it to you, so why should I touch it for you? Why?"
"Just because I am the father of the child." These words are authoritative enough.
"Damn it, you haven't even figured out your horoscope yet. Are you crazy about your son?" He really thought that she already had his son in her belly now. It was so beautiful.
Mr. Xing was very calm and said seriously: "I drew so many strokes inside you last night, it has already become eight."
Xiahou Huan'er was immediately horrified. The sultry Mr. Xing actually said dirty jokes. Will men become this virtuous after they indulge in pornography?
"I have worked so hard to sow seeds, and one of the seeds will surely sprout. I have to ask Sanniang to prepare a tonic stew for you to eat." Dongfang Xing said, pinching her thin face with his fingers, and said with disdain, "There is no fat on the face."
, you have to gain weight, if you are too thin, it will be very hard to give birth.”