Pregnancy did not make her suffer any torture, such as pregnancy vomiting. She was very relaxed and could eat and sleep, which made her no different from a normal person.

The news of her pregnancy, that is, the school doctor and Juve friends know that after all, it is not something worth trumpeting, so everyone unanimously chose to keep it secret.

Knowing that she was pregnant on the third day, Wu Xuewei turned on her mobile phone. Looking at the missed calls and text messages, she hesitated and called Feng churui back.

She thought that two people always have to communicate, so they can't keep cold war with him.

Now that she has children, she thinks a lot, even considering their future.

However, the question now is, why did he do so many things behind her back? Only when the problem is solved can she talk to him about the child.

The phone was soon picked up. Feng churui's voice was a little tired, and a trace of joy was not difficult to detect: "Xuewei, aren't you angry?"

Wu Xuewei clenched her cell phone and suddenly didn't know what to say. She wasn't angry. Until now, she was still a little sad and trusted him, but he returned it to her, which hurt her very much.

"Why don't you talk?"

His voice is very nice. Wu Xuewei always knows it. It is calm in magnetism and gorgeous in sound line. People will involuntarily listen to him.

Wu Xuewei confessed to him, "I don't know what to say to you."

At that end, he smiled gently, "whatever you want to say can be said. I'll listen to you."

"Well, I ask you, if I date a man, you know, will you be angry?"

"Yes." Feng churui answered without hesitation.

Wu Xuewei smiled lightly: "I came out of my residence with a man late at night and left together. Do you know if I'm angry?"

"I will." Feng churui seemed to understand what she meant, just to make him think in another position.

Let him stand in her position, look at these things and try to understand her feelings.

"Uncle Feng." Wu Xuewei's voice is very low and light, as if it would disperse as soon as the wind blows.

Feng churui said in a gentle voice, "I'm here."

Touch the rose that Youwen just bought this morning and inserted into the vase. It is delicate and beautiful with a thorn. Accidentally, she was stabbed to the tip of her finger, and a blood bead burst out in an instant.

She looked at her fingers and said to him, "I don't want cheating in my love. I don't like being betrayed, and I don't like not being single-minded. Can you understand what I mean?"

Feng churui concentrated: "are you still angry with me?"

Wu Xuewei put her finger in her mouth and sucked away the blood before she said, "I'm tired. Hang up."

Then he hung up the phone first.

Love is like that delicate rose, with thorns in its beauty. You can enjoy its beauty, but you will be stabbed by it.

Sweetness and pain coexist.

After thinking for a while, Wu Xuewei still felt that forget it. Why do you insist on asking him to give the answer? Although he avoided the topic, she was still lost.

The loss in her heart can't be fake. She knows that blindly demanding may only make her more unhappy.

It's better to be open-minded and think about the good. In this way, the mood may be better.

She doesn't ask him anything. She just hopes that he will not cheat, betray and treat her exclusively, because the premise of hope is that she has done it to him, so she will hope that he can do it as well.