No no no.
She is pregnant?
Lu Jing'an should be grateful to God that he can finally trap her in the cage of marriage in this life, but this person's mood is wrong... extremely wrong.
"Then?" Huanong asked cautiously.
Asking this was like asking about Lu Jing'an's sadness. The man's eyes were slightly red, and he quickly lowered his head and buried his face on the back of her bony hands.
When the humidity hit, the hair on Huanong's body stood up, and his back was stiff as if it was nailed on a nail, unable to move.
The foreboding feeling seemed scarier than watching a thriller in the crematorium at midnight.
Lu Jing'an was so full of emotions that he could hardly control himself. Huanong opened his mouth, holding back the dense pain all over his body, and said in a hoarse voice: "No more?"
As soon as the sound stopped, Huanong obviously felt that Lu Jing'an's hand holding her palm became a little tighter. No wonder, no wonder that when she said those words that she was not going to die, Lu Jing'an would have difficulty controlling his emotions. I see... .I see.
"It's my fault, blame me for underestimating the enemy, being too kind, and giving them the opportunity to hurt you. I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
The hot tears scalded from the back of her hand directly to Huanong's heart. Subconsciously, she wanted to pull away and leave. This move made Lu Jingan panic for a moment. He raised his eyes, with panic in his scarlet eyes, and held the hand in her palm. A little tighter.
Huanong's movement of withdrawing his hand immediately stopped.
Looking at Lu Jing'an, he struggled to comfort him: "Maybe it's not fate."
"Didn't the abbot of Linshan Temple say that? Don't be impatient before fate arrives."
Huanong also remembers the next sentence of this sentence clearly: "Forcing him to break the situation will only put him in trouble."
Wasn't Lu Jingan trapped and unable to move at this time?
Is Huanong uncomfortable?
A little sour, probably because I knew and lost it at the same moment
It was a bit unacceptable to her.
But compared to Lu Jingan, her emotions were nothing.
Huanong stayed in the hospital until the end of January. She was discharged from the hospital with the doctor's permission on the evening of January 18, 2019.
On the way back to Puyun Mountain, Huanong looked out the car window and saw the lights and colorful lights outside the window. For the first time, he felt that he was out of tune with the festive atmosphere.
Financial cities like Beijing and Hong Kong never lack a festive atmosphere.
Christmas has just passed, and it’s time to welcome the original.
The red lanterns and the decorated Christmas tree look inexplicably harmonious together.
Huanong sat in the back seat and took out his phone to take a look. WeChat messages kept flashing.
"What's going on with Princess Hua? Isn't she a hiccup? Her name is still taboo. I have been banned from two accounts."
"It's been a week"
"The agency didn't issue a press release either."
"I got into her fan group and told her that there was a live broadcast of the joint performance yesterday, but the date was changed."
"It's just changing the date, not canceling it. He should still be alive. If this was a mistake, Huo Fangjie would be able to laugh in jail."
"Compared to Huo Fangjie waking up with a smile, I still hope that Princess Hua is alive."
Huanong scrolled through WeChat, but couldn't find Chu Mi's message from beginning to end. He clicked on her circle of friends. The last update was last month.
Disappeared?
My best friend almost died and no one came out to take a shower.
Huanong rubbed his head. He thought the heater in the car was turned on too much, so he pressed the window to get some air.
The car window had just been lowered half a minute when a big hand stretched out from beside her to stop her movement.
"No cold wind."
"Why is it so pretentious?"
"It takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones, not to mention you..."
Lu Jingan didn't want to say the rest, and didn't dare to say it. It seemed that the matter of losing the child had become a taboo between the two of them.
Seeing that Lu Jing'an was getting emotional, Huanong nodded and took a step back in a considerate manner: "I listen to you, I listen to you."
The car drove all the way back to the underground parking lot of Puyun Mountain. As soon as Huanong got out of the car, the blanket fell off his shoulders.
So considerate?
Why haven’t we been treated like this before?
Huanong glanced at Lu Jing'an in confusion. As soon as he turned his head, he felt that he was plunged into a whirlpool and almost got sucked in.
The two of them hadn't been home for several days. As soon as they entered, the ragdoll cat jumped off the coffee table and ran towards the two of them, meowing happily. Subconsciously, Huanong wanted to squat down and hug it.
Just when I bent over, my back felt numb, and then I remembered that the injury on my lower back was not completely healed.
Seeing this, Lu Jing'an supported her with one hand, grabbed the cat with the other and stuffed it into her arms, all in one movement.
"Go upstairs and rest?"
"I don't want to lie down anymore." After lying in the hospital for a few days, people are going to grow mushrooms. Besides, Huanong is not a hypocritical person. It is common to get injured when filming on the crew.
There was a lot of blood from injured muscles and bones. I have been recovering from these injuries for so many days, so they are almost healed.
"I'll have Wei Shi come over later."
As soon as Huanong said this, the man who was taking the hot towel handed over by Quinlan to wipe his hands stopped.
Looking at Huanong, there was disapproval in his eyebrows.
"There are only a few days until the end of the year. Take good care of yourself at home and put your work aside."
"There's still half a month until the end of the year."
Huanong reminded patiently.
"It's only half a month, it passed in the blink of an eye."
"I can't keep the crew waiting for me, right?" Huanong muttered, obviously unhappy.
When Lu Jing'an heard this, he might have choked back if it was normal. Since he came back from the hell in Huanong, he didn't hold his tongue anymore.
After wiping his hands, he handed the towel to Quinlan and turned to go upstairs.
About half an hour later, Huanong was teasing the cat with a cat teasing stick.
She received a call from the deputy director of the crew, telling her that filming would be suspended at the end of the year.
Huanong was confused: "Didn't he say that some scenes would have to be filmed until the end of the year when it snows?"
The assistant director smiled awkwardly and responded: "I originally thought so, but recently many people on the crew have been busy rushing to make announcements, and the director said it was impossible to go back and do the special effects."
Huanong didn't ask much, but he vaguely felt something was wrong.
Go upstairs and push open the door of Lu Jing'an's study and see him sitting in front of the computer making a phone call.
Seeing Huanong coming, he hurriedly put away the phone: "What's wrong?"
"Have you contacted the crew?"
"Yes," Lu Jing'an responded, and continued without waiting for Huanong's response: "I support your work and understand your dream, but support and understanding are not enough to persuade me to let a wife who just came out of the hospital brave the cold weather. It’s so cold and snowy to go to work, it’s so thick, I’m not that useless yet.”
"Our family conditions allow you to mess around, and even allow you to take a proper rest. Just think of it as a way for me to atone for my sins and have some peace of mind, okay? Huh?"
Lu Jing'an's words were spoken sincerely. Huanong listened with mixed emotions. As expected, sincerity is always a surefire move.
Before she could speak, Lu Jing'an touched the back of her neck, forcing her to raise her head, and leaned over for a long kiss...
