Chapter 194

Yuying top floor.

Ning Shibai is lying in the soft quilt, holding a mobile phone, which shows ouba's wechat dialog box.

Looking at the head of ouba, it's really hard to connect him with that handsome and bloodthirsty man.

It really affects her.

An evil hook in the corner of the mouth, a slender finger on the mobile phone screen, click, send: not as well, change your head, change your own portrait.

Zhan Fengli:?

Ning Shibai: this plate of rice affects my appetite to eat you (thief laughs)

This message was sent for a long time, but Zhan Fengli didn't reply.

Under the Royal studio.

In the Ferrari.

Zhan Fenglie looks down at the information on the screen, and his eyes are unusually deep.

In the past, "she" loved angel most. This time, even if she was pregnant and lonely, "she" turned a blind eye. Now when she saw Ke Feiyu returning home, she would have no response.

"She" seems to have selective amnesia?

Or in disguise?

Occupied by the enemy

It's like knowing that the next step is a huge whirlpool, he still stepped in uncontrollably.

Even if he plays fool with him and plays house with him, the child is always an insurmountable gap between them.

He leaned into the seat, his brow squeezed into a Sichuan character.

Ning Shibai stares at his dialog box, and Dai Mei tightens.

I didn't reply to her message, damn it!

This and his secret marriage, fall in love, can't have a man basin friend like, gentle care for her?

If she sells pity, will he love her?

Eyes shuttle shuttle shuttle, fingers on the screen quickly point: stomach pain oh.

Zhan Fengli: what's the matter?

This time, his reply to the message is very fast, and it is still voice, the magnetic low voice finally contains a trace of warm temperature.

It's like a person who is used to you, suddenly gives a little care to you. It's so moved that the peach blossom in his heart is in full bloom.

Now Ning Shibai is that kind of feeling.

So that she lit the voice in the ear to listen to three or four times, but also cheap swish of Minzhe Honey Lip smile.

Zhan Fengli: is it still painful? Did you eat something bad? Does it matter?

Ning Shibai didn't reply. He rolled in the soft quilt and listened to his magnetic voice over and over again.

Hum, I won't reply to him. I'll see if he's not worried.

The magnetic voice line in the phone is gentle and doting, which makes her heart drunk. She holds her mobile phone and rolls around on the bed, lighting his voice over and over again, enjoying the bright smile on her face with her eyes closed.

"Maybe you should have a glass of omnipotent water."

A deep voice came from the bedside.

This is absolutely from the voice of the devil, the moment will Ning Shibai intoxicated in the honeypot heart into hell.

Suddenly open your eyes

I saw Zhan Fenglie standing beside the bed with a cup of boiled water. The cup was steaming with heat, but his deep eyes didn't have the temperature that human beings should have.

Bravo.

The cell phone fell off the bed.

Is the goods still human?

Did he arrive when she sent him a message?

But even so, can you walk with a little sound?

It's OK to stir up the wind!

Zhan Feng looked down at her and opened her thin lips: "does your mouth hurt?"

Ning Shibai

Looking at the heroic face, the dull expression gradually receded, and changed into a little girl's expression of grievance, tuzui said: "it really hurt just now. I heard your gentle voice, it doesn't hurt." Eyes also with the blink of the blink, as long as he is gentle, it is best to use that magnetic husky voice line in her ear gently call a little baby, cure all diseases.

Zhan Fenglie put the cup of hot water on the bedside table and sat down beside the bed.

This small half demon to his coquetry appearance, damned lovely, just like the heart live on a lovely little princess, open mouth in his heart a small bite.

Ning Shibai looked at him staring at her and was silent. The peach blossom light in his eyes gradually faded.

I pursed my lips, but I didn't want to explain that my lower abdomen was really painful.

It seems that she really thinks highly of her position in this man's mind.

Just when she thought so, Zhan Fenglie took off her shoes, lay down on her side, put his hand into the quilt, and rubbed the warm palm over her stomach.

"Does it hurt here? I'll give you a cook tomorrow and have dinner on time."

Ning Shibai looks at the handsome face in front of him, and his eyes are just dim and depressed.

The bridge of the nose is strong, the eyebrows are drooping, the feather eyelashes are covered lightly, and the thin lips are light with rose color. At this time, everything in the world is beautiful because of his tenderness.

Close to his broad and strong chest, it seems that everything is so wonderful.

He rubbed his hand lightly on the back of his hand, and even his voice softened.

"It's not the pain here, it's... It's..."

Zhan Fenglie looked up at her eyes. Those dark blue eyes were like infinite stars, which attracted him to explore.

The next second, his eyes are haunted by his own smile, low face, in her lips fell a long and sweet kiss.

When he raised his face again, he looked at the little banshee, who was coquettish, and his eyes seemed to overflow.

"That's better."

Holding his voice rolling to listen to, listen to her smile with the thief, it is difficult to let people not doubt that this half demon is deliberately coquetry, fancy invitation.

Ning Shibai stretched out his arm and encircled his neck, burying his mouth in his chest and muttering: "Oh... It still hurts. I'm going to fall in love with you. What should I do, you big villain?"

Zhan Feng looked down at the little rogue who was wantonly coquettish in his arms. His eyes were full of helplessness for her. He gently twisted her porcelain white skin with his fingers and asked with an unprecedented serious attitude: "is it pain or not? If it hurts, I'll let Huo Yan come and have a look."

Ning Shibai moved his face back, Dai Mei raised slightly, and said cautiously, "I have dysmenorrhea."

Wen Yan, Zhan Fengli's hand near her almost slipped down.

Can we make up some justifiable reasons, such as the pain of hair, finger shell, face, eyelashes and eyebrows!

Can you stop making up the reason of dysmenorrhea!

Uterus is not, where the pain, junior high school physiology class have taught.

Really, everything else can cooperate with "she" performance, only this... It's hard to cooperate!

Staring at this serious half demon for several seconds, he scratched the button of his shirt with one hand.

"Wait for me." Then he got up and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

When he came out of the bathroom again, there was only a small white bath towel hanging around his waist.

The lines of the body are so perfect that they seem to be produced by precise calculation.

Even the way he lifted the quilt was very expensive

He was so warm that she arched into his arms like a rabbit.

His breathing is aggravating, his eyes are deeper and deeper, his body is more and more hot

Ning Shibai grabbed his wrist and even opened his eyes: "what are you doing?"

Zhan Fengli leaned down on her and gasped for a magnetic nasal voice: "generally it doesn't hurt."