At this moment, Zhan Lichuan still wears an electromagnetic buckle on his scalp and is still sitting in a wheelchair.
When the wheelchair came to the sliding door, the door opened directly as if it had received some kind of command.
It turned out that the door was not a sliding door, but an electronic door. It's just that Jing Qian's strength is too strong, every time he pushes the door open with a little effort.
He remembered that when his grandfather said that he wanted to marry Jing Qian to her, he said that he arranged a bridal room for her in the room next to him, and the room was in pink tones that girls like.
But goodbye now, where is there a little pink shadow in the whole room
The room was like her person, either dark gray or crimson.
One kind of breath is low-key, and the other kind of color is high-key.
The two colors blend together and they look damn good together.
The moment he saw Jing Qian's room, Zhan Lichuan disliked his purely Chinese-designed room.
Because the entire Zhan family is in the garden style of S City, with small bridges, flowing water, and pavilions. It can be said that when designing on a whim, what he wanted was the feeling of one step at a time.
But now, after seeing Jing Qian's simple tones combined with the Korean-style light and luxurious atmosphere, I fell in love with it at a glance.
There's something about not wanting to go back to your own room with all wood furniture.
At this moment, the nanoparticles that surrounded Jing Qian in his arms on the wheelchair have been separated. On the wheelchair is a disheveled Zhan Lichuan, and Jing Qian who has been lying on his chest and doesn't know what he is doing.
Seeing his wife's face pressed against his chest, her brows and eyes were even redder, more seductive, and more gorgeous than before. Looking closely through Zhan Lichuan's dark and deep eyes, the stars have turned into rough seas. The originally pleasant voice was now a little hoarse, like a river that has accumulated the traces of time, with a deep and unique rhythm.
"Qianqian, what are you doing?"
"I'm pregnant."
Zhan Lichuan: ...
Zhan Lichuan pursed his thin lips tightly, looking at his possibly drunk wife lying in his arms, his heart jumped with joy.
The Di family has already found him. Once the Di family and Qianqian recognize each other, he will definitely face the danger of divorce.
if…
Zhan Lichuan looked down at the incredibly well-behaved girl nestled in his arms, and his whole mind became active.
If Qianqian can conceive his child when the Emperor's family finds him...
At that time, the father is more expensive than the son.
Those members of the Emperor's family can't forcibly separate their father and son, can they? You can't disregard the children's happiness and forcibly break up their family, right
So Zhan Lichuan's Adam's apple moved, glanced at the few buttons that Jing Qian had already undone, stretched out his slender and well-knit fingers, and undid the top button on his neck and chest.
Jing Qian was startled, and stared fixedly at the scenery that suddenly appeared in front of her, her whole head was dizzy and dazed.
But even though it looks like paste, it doesn't mean she can't think.
"What are you doing?"
Jing Qian opened her mouth, wanting to look at Zhan Lichuan's so handsome face, but the reality dragged her gaze down a bit, and fixed it there.
It wasn't until several times later that Jing Qian moved away from him with a belated look, and looked at the foul man in front of him, with a puzzled expression on his face.
Zhan Lichuan's voice was magnetic and hoarse, and he said with a look of "May you pick more", "Aren't you pregnant? You can't get pregnant by relying on me like this. If you want to get pregnant, I can help you. If you If you don’t want me to help you, you can do it yourself.”
(end of this chapter)