After Ruan Xingwan tied the last button on him, she patted his chest thoughtfully. Just as he was about to turn over and get out of bed, someone pushed him back.
Zhou Cishen hung above her and whispered: "Have you gone to the hospital for a checkup?"
Ruan Xingwan said: "Not yet, but I have used a lot of pregnancy test sticks, all with... the same results. It's a bit late to come back today. I'll go to the hospital tomorrow."
Zhou Cishen said: "I will accompany you tomorrow."
Ruan Xingwan's lips curved: "Okay."
Zhou Cishen leaned over and kissed her forehead. His voice was rare and gentle: "So you did it on purpose?"
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
Why does she sound like she's trying to settle scores?
Ruan Xingwan grinned twice and wanted to get out of his arms: "I haven't finished cooking yet, first..."
Zhou Cishen had no intention of letting her go, so he pulled her back, his hot breath blowing on her chest, his intention was obvious.
Half an hour later, Ruan Xingwan was carried to the bathroom by Zhou Cishen to take a shower, feeling her inner thighs burning.
Fortunately the skin was not broken.
Otherwise she would just kill him.
Sitting in the bathtub, she leaned on Zhou Cishen's chest: "I'm a little hungry."
Zhou Ci kissed her shoulder deeply: "I'll ask Lin Nan to bring food later."
Then, he continued: "Starting tomorrow, let Aunt Zhang take care of you."
Ruan Xingwan said: "No, my pregnancy reaction is not that strong this time and I can cook by myself."
There is only one set here. It is not as big as Xinghu Mansion. When Aunt Zhang comes, she may not be able to move around if there are too many people.
Zhou Cishen knew that compared to Xinghu Mansion, she preferred living here, surrounded by friends and lively.
Although this place is small, it feels more like home to her.
He was very busy during this period and didn't have much time to spend with her, so he didn't bring up the idea of moving back.
Ruan Xingwan held his hand and played with the sharp-jointed fingers with interest: "We'll talk about it after a while. If I think I can't solve it, I'll call her over."
Zhou Cishen said: "Okay."
Ruan Xingwan turned her head to look at him and opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she never spoke.
Zhou Cishen asked: "What's wrong?"
Ruan Xingwan leaned back again and curled her lips: "It's nothing, it's just... They said that if you saw the news on the Internet and then found out that it was me who was pregnant, your expression would be wonderful, but I think, and
It’s pretty much the same as usual, nothing has changed.”
Hearing this, Zhou Cishen chuckled and gently put his hand around her waist: "Do you want to hear the truth?"
Ruan Xingwan said: "I want to."
After hearing this, decide whether to drown him or not.
Zhou Cishen put his chin on her shoulder and said softly: "This is not a very happy thing for me."
Ruan Xingwan took a breath, half of his heart was drowned.
But I still feel that I should give him another chance.
Let him finish.
Zhou Cishen continued in a slow voice: "I have seen you when you were pregnant, and I also know how much you suffered because of your pregnancy.
I admit that I have brought you some pain.
But pregnancy itself is not an easy thing, and I think you have to go through that again.
If I'm still happy, that's a bit of a jerk."
Ruan Xingwan opened his mouth but said nothing for a while.
She really didn't expect that this was what Zhou Cishen was thinking after knowing that she was pregnant.
She thought it was because he could no longer...
After all, she is too small.
After a while, Ruan Xingwan's voice sounded softly: "The pregnancy process is quite uncomfortable, but I also feel very happy, because I can clearly feel that there is a little life growing up slowly in my belly.
, slowly grew from a small pea to the size of an egg, and finally had complete limbs.
This is a... very wonderful process."
She turned her head and looked at Zhou Cishen: "So, I don't actually feel much pain, and you don't have to feel guilty."
Zhou Ci stared at her with deep black eyes, and after a few seconds, he turned his head and kissed her lips.
Ruan Xingwan's neck was twisted, and it would inevitably become stiff and uncomfortable after a long time. He hammered his chest: "Okay, let's go out, I'm really hungry."
So, five minutes later, Lin Nan received a call from Zhou Cishen.
In less than half an hour, he appeared at the door in a hurry.
Zhou Cishen opened the door, and Lin Nan immediately handed over the food and observed his expression.
Zhou Cishen asked him expressionlessly: "What are you looking at?"
Lin Nan tentatively spoke: "Mr. Zhou, should I say congratulations to you, or should I pretend that nothing happened?"
Zhou Cishen: "..."
He took the paper bag and closed the door, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up slightly: "You can prepare the red envelope."
…
At the same time, the Zhou family.
As soon as Jon walked into the garden, he saw Zhou Junnian was planting flowers and plants.
He looked back and saw that the road he came from was already covered with withered yellow leaves, which had not been cleaned or repaired for an unknown period of time.
However, what Zhou Junnian saw in front of him seemed to be full of vitality.
It's really strange.
Strange people, strange places.
Zhou Junnian didn't look back, he just continued the work at hand, casually speaking as if chatting: "Have you read the news on the Internet today?"
Jon paused: "Xu Wan is pregnant?"
With that said, he walked to the stone chair next to Zhou Junnian and sat down: "Xu Wan is no longer an artist of the Zhou family. I didn't expect that Master Zhou still likes to read these gossips, but I saw her studio issued a statement not long ago.
, everything that doesn’t happen is just based on the media’s speculation.”
Zhou Junnian continued calmly: "If there is no wind, how can we catch it?"
Jon didn't quite understand and looked at him without speaking.
Zhou Junnian put down the scissors, turned the wheelchair, and met his gaze: "I have been busy with New Coast recently, but I forgot how comfortable their life is."
Jon understood: "What to do?"
Zhou Junqing said in an understatement: "Find a way to bail Qin Yuhui out, and we don't have to worry about the rest."
Jon nodded: "Okay."
Although it is difficult to release Qin Yuhui on bail, it is not impossible.
But Qin Yuhui actually doesn't have much effect. Zhou Cishen can just move his fingers and he can go back to prison.
He had thought about this problem, and Zhou Junnian had also thought about it.
Zhou Junnian looked into the distance, with a hint of smile in his cold tone: "I heard that Xingwan's design brand has been doing better and better recently, and even plans to move to a new studio."