"Yuchen, I hope you will do what you say." After Zhuo Yarong finished speaking, she finally moved out of the way.
Lu Yuchen cast a deep glance at Zhuo Yarong, then strode towards the villa.
He has no time to take care of the chaotic thoughts in his heart now, Zhuo Yarong's words reminded him of that unbearable childhood...
Lu Yuchen suppressed the irritability in his heart, strode upstairs, opened the door and walked into the bedroom, and saw the villain lying on the bed at a glance.
Tang Xinluo was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, frowning tightly, looking extremely unsteady.
So thin, so weak, his face was pale without a trace of blood, and there were even wet tears on his palm-sized face.
she cried
The pupils shrank instantly, and Lu Yuchen walked quickly to the bedside.
Seeing the needle on the back of her hand, his cold eyes darkened, and he couldn't help reaching out to caress her face.
The man's deep black eyes just looked at the villain on the bed without blinking, and the color of his eyes changed.
Until Zhang Ma's voice came from outside the door.
"Master, madam is gone."
"Yeah." He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Young Master, Young Madam has had morning sickness since this morning. I have been unwell all day, and I basically vomited whatever I ate. Originally, I asked the kitchen to cook white porridge for Young Madam, and wanted her to eat something to pad her stomach first, but The young lady insisted on waiting for you to come back to eat together, she said, young master, you told me before you went out that you would come back to eat at night... "
Seeing Lu Yuchen's face getting darker, Mama Zhang couldn't help but lower her voice, she could hardly hear the last few words.
He closed his eyes, and a cold voice came: "Take care of the young lady according to the doctor's order, and don't let young lady hear what happened tonight."
Zhang Ma nodded submissively, the young master has a moody temperament, what she fears the most is when he sees his face turn pale.
"Young master, don't worry, I will explain it to you so that no one will gossip about it."
Mrs. Zhang retreated. Tonight, when Madam came to have a fight with the young master, some gossip would spread among the servants. She had to suppress it as soon as possible, so as to save future incidents from accidentally reaching the young lady's ears.
As for Lu Yuchen, he stretched out his hands and rubbed the center of his brows wearily, sat on the edge of the bed and waited until the drip was finished, then pulled out Tang Xinluo's needle himself, and then went to bed and hugged her to sleep together.
Tang Xinluo slept very restlessly all night.
At the beginning, I felt my body was cold and weak. In the middle of the night, someone didn't know who put a big heater beside her.
It's not cold anymore, but it's so stuffy, I always feel like I'm being pressed by something.
It was not easy for her to turn over even a little bit. There seemed to be heavy objects on her chest and waist. The feeling was similar to that of a ghost pressing a bed.
Turning over with difficulty, trying to stay away from the stove, a slender and powerful arm suddenly grabbed her slender waist, pulling her back easily.
can not fall asleep!
Tang Xinluo opened her eyes angrily, just as she was about to ask someone to remove the stove, she was almost dumbfounded by the sight of firm and tight muscle lines.
Stretched out a finger and poked it.
Stiff, yet a little springy...
She suddenly realized what she was pressing under her fingers, it was a man's chest muscle, it was Lu Yuchen's...
The memory before the coma finally came to mind at this moment, Tang Xinluo suddenly withdrew her fingers.
She didn't know what she was afraid of, it was him who was obviously unreasonable, but she suddenly didn't want to face this man, turned around with a guilty conscience, and wanted to continue pretending to be asleep.
However, as early as when she was writhing desperately, the man holding her woke up.
Watching her eyes open in a daze, watching her stupidly stretch out a finger to poke her chest muscle, watching her stunned on the spot.
The cold heart before falling asleep last night was suddenly softened by Tang Xinluo's series of small movements.
"Are you awake?" He suddenly got up and pressed her under him, with his arms on her sides, looking down at her like this.