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after dinner, Fengjin asked the housekeeper to go to the kitchen and warm Huarong a glass of milk.

The housekeeper came over and handed the milk to Feng Jin, "master Feng, is Miss Hua not very well recently. They don't seem to eat much. "

"She may have lost her appetite by looking at me." Feng brocade is very self-conscious.

Housekeeper:.... "

"I mean..." The housekeeper's expression is very tangled, "is Miss Hua happy?"

Feng Jin was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "impossible. I wear a condom every time. "

"Ah," the housekeeper said, "I'm busy."

Feng Jin goes upstairs with milk.

In the dark bedroom, under the dim moonlight, Huarong sleeps in the quilt, with his back to him and bulges up a small bag.

He went in, turned on a wall lamp, put warm milk on the bedside table, and quietly called for Huarong to get up.

Digging people out of the quilt, he lowered his head to kiss her face, "Rongrong, wake up, you are hungry for too long, eat something to sleep."

Huarong sleeps hazy, disturbed by him, subconsciously buried his face in his arms.

Feng Jin hugged her, felt her breath blowing in his arms, and felt a trace of satisfaction.

Only at this time, she will be so quiet to let him hold, will not show embarrassed expression, will not say sad words.

He held her for a while, remembering the housekeeper's words, his palm couldn't help but poke her stomach.

Huarong has a good figure, without a trace of flesh on her body, and her abdomen is flat.

Huarong felt that he was fumbling on her stomach and woke up. She stretched out her hand and wrung it fiercely on his hand.

"What are you doing?" She got up very angry.

"Just downstairs, the housekeeper asked me if you were pregnant." Feng Jin brought the milk over, "you seem to be very tired and sleepy recently."

Huarong smell speech, slightly Leng for a moment, eyebrow heart wrinkled up.

She took the milk, lowered her head and took a sip. She raised her eyes and looked at the Phoenix Brocade: "haven't you always worn a set?"

"That's what I said."

"Then it's over." She drank the milk with her head down, but her eyebrows were always knotted.

Pregnant

Is Fengjin so powerful? And get her pregnant with a condom?

Feng brocade sees her look is not worried, reached out to lift her hair that falls in cheek side, "still want to be pregnant this matter?"

Huarong pursed her lips and put half of the milk cup into Feng Jin's hand.

She raised her head to Feng Jin and said, "you ask people to go to the drugstore to buy a box of long-acting contraceptives back."

When Feng Jin heard the speech, his face gradually cooled down. He rubbed the warm milk cup on his hands, looked at Huarong and said, "Rongrong, don't you think you are too much?"

“……”

"Don't tell me what feelings you had with Yan Chuxi. But even then, you are willing to give birth to him. Are you as good as a wolf against me

Huarong's face was also very ugly, "are you finished? I gave birth to Chu Xi, which is my own free will. What's the matter with you? What is our relationship, what is my relationship with him, and what qualifications do you have to compare with him? "

Feng Jin stares at her for a while. His gloomy mood is getting stronger and stronger. The dark eyes are swept by the storm. "Click". The milk cup on his hand is broken. The milk that hasn't been drunk flows down together with the blood from his palm. The flower looks slightly stiff. She clenches her fist.