Fu simu's eyes are deep. He is about to hold her waist and kiss her. Song Yu reaches out to block his lips.

"Bingyue has decided to kill the child."

Fu Si Mu Wei a pause, he really can't understand their women are not happy to kill the child's behavior.

Because of his own experience, Fu simu still has the heart tingling of conditioned reflex. It is Song Yu's words that make him frown fiercely.

"You What do you think? " Fu Si Mu asks her, this blurts out to have advised Zhao bingyue's words, instantly changed a meaning.

After the silent film, Song Yu looked up at Fu simu: "I don't have a position to persuade her. I myself did the same a few days ago I just asked her to think about it again... "

Just like her, she was impulsive, but still couldn't bear it in the end.

But Song Yu can feel it. This time, Zhao bingyue is real. She is different from herself.

I hope she feels wrong.

Song Yu closed her eyes and leaned against Fu simu's chest.

Fu simu's hand gently patted her back, quietly comforting her. Compared with Luo Huasheng's collapse and disbelief, Fu simu's silence and disapproval, Song Yu for the first time stood in their perspective to see Zhao bingyue's problem of not leaving the child.

Depressed Song Yu didn't say much when she got home.

She was very depressed. When Fu simu drove past a dessert shop, he stopped and bought a dessert for her.

"Eat this, and you'll feel better." Fu simu said.

Song Yu's body, it doesn't matter to eat some desserts. Besides, there are desserts specially sold for pregnant women.

"I don't want to." Song Yu took a look and had no appetite.

Her appearance makes Fu simu more anxious. At home, she looks very sad. Fu simu gives the dessert to his servant and holds her in his arms.

Smelling his familiar breath, Song Yu's heart gradually calmed down: "what do you do?"

Fu Si Mu slightly hooked his lips: "you can do whatever you want."

It was a normal sentence, but it gave Song Yu an improper hint.

Her face slightly a red, hands will push the man away: "don't make a noise, there are people at home."

It's a joke.

Fu Si Mu low smile, hang the head in her ear, voice low ground ask: "I said what, we are husband and wife, hug a how."

Song Yu can't stand his appearance and enjoys it. She doesn't want him to see it, so she has to cry out to the servant with dessert.

"Keep the dessert. I'm just a little hungry."

Fu Si's lips were curled, and he was finally happy. He sat opposite her and watched her eat quietly.

Even if you don't do anything, it's a pleasant thing to look at her like this.

Song Yu took a bite of the cake and looked up at him: "what are you looking at me like this?"

Her fingers dipped in some cream, did not disturb the man, carrying his hand: "what are you here?"

Cream in his face painted a long horizontal, the man's extremely handsome face, instant less sense of distance, a little more gas.

Song Yu pursed her lips and choked her smile. She felt that Fu simu, who had something on her face, subconsciously reached out to wipe it. She looked at her fingers and then at Song Yu, who finally couldn't hold her smile. She spoiled and shook her head helplessly.

"Do you like playing so much?" Suddenly, he raised his hand and scratched on Song Yu's face.

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