With his eyes closed, Yuan Yehua didn't move, and his mind was full of cloves. His face always floated in front of him, thinking about the fact that there was already his child in cloves' stomach.

I found yuan Yehua absent-minded. Mo Qingcheng didn't know what happened to Yuan Yehua today. Maybe it was because he was too tired or because of the little secretary?

She thought for a moment and didn't ask about yuan Yehua's cloves. For yuan Yehua's women, she wisely never mentioned and asked.

After cleaning his body, Yuan Yehua took a bath for a while and felt relaxed. After the release of the bath, so that physical strength and energy are restored a lot.

He got up and went out from the bathtub. Mo Qingcheng hurried out, took a snow-white towel and wiped the drops of water for yuan Yehua, soft and affectionate.

He reached out and inserted his fingers into the curly hair of the ink city waves, but the touch was not so beautiful.

Once again, he remembered the beautiful hair of clove, which was so beautiful that he couldn't forget. He remembered that he had never seen clove short hair. I don't know what it would feel like if a short hair touched it.

"I'm tired. Go to bed."

"OK."

Mo Qingcheng agreed, stood up and followed yuan Yehua out of the bathroom to the bed.

Yuan Yehua closed her eyes and lay on the bed. Mo Qingcheng half knelt beside yuan Yehua. She was unwilling to let go of every moment with Yuan Yehua. Only when she was with Yuan Yehua could she really feel the connection and intimacy between them.

I don't know why, the woman in front of him is his lover for many years, beautiful and elegant, wise and intelligent, considerate. Such a lover is what others want.

But at this time, Yuan Yehua's mind was still thinking of the little secretary and clove.

I don't know why, the moqingcheng in front of me seems to have turned into a clove, and my fingers are inserted into moqingcheng's hair.

Different feeling, and he touched the lilac hair, is not the same feeling, there is no such smooth and moist, such natural drooping.

It's different. What's the matter with him?

Why do you think of that little secretary when you are with such an excellent woman as Mo Qingcheng?

What medicine did the little secretary give him that he couldn't forget? Do you like her tenacity and low profile, or do you appreciate her potential and ability?

"Ye, would you like me to have a baby for you?"

Mo Qingcheng suddenly asked and looked at Yuan Yehua with expectant eyes.

The eye color was endless and deep, and the black could not see to the end. Hearing Mo Qingcheng's words, Yuan Yehua opened his eyes, narrowed his eyes into two dangerous arcs and looked at Mo Qingcheng: "Oh, do you want to have a child for me?"

"Would you?"

Heart, suddenly raised, unspeakably nervous, looked at Yuan Yehua. If yuan Yehua agreed to give birth to a child to Yuan Yehua, their relationship would be completely different in the future.

Even if yuan Yehua won't marry her, he will connect the two of them forever because of this child.

"Have you figured it out? Qingcheng, I won't marry you, I won't give you any title, and I may not even admit that your child is mine. If you give birth to my child and get nothing, you can only raise the child alone. Are you willing to do so? "

He wants to know that if he can't get anything here, or even get his recognition, he won't recognize that child as his child.

Without money, house, property and everything else, he won't marry a woman who gives birth to his children, and maybe even his lover can't continue to do it. Under such conditions, what kind of woman is willing to give birth to a child for him?

What kind of woman is willing to raise his children alone without even knowing who his father is?

For a moment, Mo Qingcheng hesitated. She was really hesitant. She was still young and only in her twenties. She has a long way to go, has a future life, and can be a wonderful and beautiful life.

She is extremely beautiful, wise, intelligent, gentle and generous. Too many men pursue her. Many men are willing to kneel in front of her and beg her to marry them.

If you have a child, an illegitimate child, although many men still pursue her, she has to pay too much and lose a lot of freedom and brilliance for a child without a father.

She is willing to give birth to Yuan Yehua's children, but if she gives birth to another child for yuan Yehua, Yuan Yehua can't marry her, or even yuan Yehua's lover, and she will become a stranger from then on

"Even if I won't see you again in the future, you can't see me again, with an illegitimate son who doesn't know whose father is, will you? Are you still willing to have a child for me? "

The hesitation in her eyes and the retreat on her face were plainly seen by Yuan Yehua. Suddenly, Yuan Yehua was discouraged. These women are not her after all.

Only the little secretary, in order to keep his children in his stomach, pretended to be unconscious and bribed the doctor to escape. He took the children in his stomach across thousands of miles and fled from the south to the distant and strange north.

Only the little secretary is willing to give birth to his children alone and persistently at any cost. Watching their children grow up day by day is like watching him.

She said that she wanted to raise the child alone in her memory and escape to a place so far away from him, where he didn't know, not to threaten him with the child and ask him for anything, but to give birth to his child safely.

Just because the child in her stomach is his child!

She was so infatuated, so determined, ran away without hesitation, and never contacted him again. She didn't take anything from him, even the famous brand clothes and precious jewelry he bought for her. She ran away from him alone just to escape him and force her to have an abortion!

Seeing Mo Qingcheng's hesitation and hesitation, Yuan Yehua suddenly smiled. Yes, he should have known that if he couldn't get anything, none of these women would give birth to children for him free and bear such a heavy burden.

Wisdom is like ink, and it is no exception.

"I will, ye, I will!"

Mo Qingcheng quickly hugged yuan Yehua and looked at Yuan Yehua with gentle and affectionate eyes: "Ye, you don't know how much I love you and always wanted to have a child for you. If I wasn't afraid you wouldn't be angry, I wouldn't wait until today to ask you. "

Yuan Yehua pulls out a cigarette and Mo Qingcheng pleasantly points it to Yuan Yehua. Just now she shouldn't hesitate. She should promise.

Do you want to have a child for yuan Yehua Sheng? You can say it later. How could she be so stupid that when Yuan Yehua asked her this question, she hesitated, and Yuan Yehua saw her hesitation?

Now she thought clearly that if she gave birth to a child to Yuan Yehua, no matter men or women, Yuan Yehua could not ignore her and her children. She was so ruthless that she cut off all relations with her and stopped asking about her and her children's life and death.

However, she still can't make up her mind to make a bet for Yuan Ye Watson with her good youth and life in the future.