C398 He Was Trying to Give Birth to a Few More Children
C398 He Was Trying to Give Birth to a Few More Children
"Click. "
The email was opened and a photo and a few lines of text appeared in front of Lee Feifei.
In just a minute, Lee Feifei's entire eyes turned blood red and her pale face also became slightly red because of her anger.
She suddenly stood up and dialed the same number again.
She panted heavily and her chest rose and fell violently.
"Answer the phone! Pick up the phone quickly. . . "
The nail on her other free hand was bitten and bleeding, but she did not feel it at all.
The phone kept repeating the customer service voice over and over again, mechanical and cold.
"Ah - -"
Lee Feifei, who could not take it anymore, threw the phone on the ground. She covered her head and squatted on the ground.
What should she do?!
What should she do now?!
Silent tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, wetting her cheeks.
Her face was full of pain, as if she was enduring a great amount of pain.
Outside the window, the silent night, the moonlight that was like water, sprinkled in. Like a blanket covering this helpless and panic-stricken body. . .
Two days later, in the villa in Paris.
At the dinner table, Feng Xueqing, Han Zhiyu, and Lu Yiran were sitting and eating dinner.
Feng Xueqing looked worried and Han Zhiyu could not help but ask worriedly, "Mom, what happened?"
Only then did Feng Xueqing realize that her emotions were too exposed and replied with a smile, "It is just that when I think that you will be returning to the country tomorrow, my heart is a little reluctant. "
Han Zhiyu also did not feel good when she heard it. After all, Feng Xueqing had always treated her like her own daughter.
If the two of them returned to the country, they would have to leave Feng Xueqing alone again.
"Mom, why don't you come back with us?" Han Zhiyu thought for a while and suggested.
When Feng Xueqing heard this, her thoughts were a little absent-minded.
She had planned to bring Lu Yiran overseas for nearly twenty years, but she did not think of going back again.
Han Zhiyu thought that she was wavering and immediately urged, "Mom, your health is not good to begin with. If you continue to stay in Paris alone, Yiran will not be at ease. "
Feng Xueqing did not answer yes or no but there was a struggle in her eyes.
Han Zhiyu was about to speak again when her hand under the table was suddenly grabbed. She turned and saw Lu Yiran's dark eyes that were as deep as water.
Lu Yiran's usual cold voice came, "Mom, you don't have to force yourself. I can still make some time to come back and see you. "
Knowing that her son had always been filial, Feng Xueqing spoke with relief. "I won't force myself. It's just that when one is old, one will inevitably get used to staying in the same place and will not be willing to move. But if you really don't want me to be lonely, hurry up and give birth to a grandson to accompany me. "
After saying that, she looked at Han Zhiyu with a smile and Han Zhiyu was instantly speechless.
Although Lu Yiran had also mentioned this in bed during this period of time, the two of them had just gotten back together. Due to the trauma of the first child having an abortion, she was not ready yet.
But Feng Xueqing's words, she could not refute on the spot and dampen her mood.
Probably seeing that Han Zhiyu was at a loss, Feng Xueqing did not immediately make things difficult for her.
She only turned her head to look at Lu Yiran and asked unwillingly, "Yiran, what do you think?"
"Mom. " Lu Yiran glanced at Han Zhiyu, who was silent, and said, "This matter. . . "
"Is this matter not important? You still want to let Little Yu become an old woman in a few years?"
"Mom, you worry too much. " Lu Yiran said slowly, "Don't worry. I will try to have a few more children to accompany you. "
Han Zhiyu almost spat out the soup.
A few?
She and Lu Yiran had discussed this matter before.
Han Zhiyu suddenly poured some soup to calm herself down. When she heard him say a few, she must have used it to brush off Feng Qingxue.
After all, she would not check whether they were pregnant or not.
"Why is Xiao Yu coughing?" Feng Xueqing saw Han Zhiyu choking from drinking and her face was full of concern, "Yiran, did you not take good care of her? I'm telling you, don't throw yourself at work all day long and forget people. When the time comes, you will regret it. "
Lu Yiran tilted his head, curled his lips, and patted her on the back. "You're not feeling well? Do you want to go to the hospital tomorrow? Don't let anything go wrong with your body when you're preparing for pregnancy. "
She glared back and ate quietly.
After dinner, Han Zhiyu returned to her room after a while. She had just opened the door and had not taken a step out when her waist was wrapped by an arm. "How is it? Was my answer satisfactory?"
After saying that, he picked her up and walked in without hesitation and kicked the door.
The dense and lingering kisses fell on her body.
"Can you stop thinking about this all day long?" Han Zhiyu pushed him while frowning and complaining.
Did this man need to be so energetic?
Just as she was placed on the bed, the man's body pressed against her and his lips pressed against her ear, "What is it? Mrs Lu did not feel anything at all?" “. . . ”
"I still remember the day before yesterday, how you kept pestering me on this bed. . . "
Han Zhiyu's face suddenly turned red. That was the joy of fish and water after their reunion after a long separation after Lu Yiran's injuries were no longer serious.
The man's hot breath followed the kiss and spread all over her body, "Unfortunately, this kind of thing only I remember is a bit boring. Shouldn't I let you experience it again today to make up for your regret? "
Before she could speak, her lips were sealed again.
How could she repeat it?
Could it be that he was shot in the chest again and went to the hospital?
He did not have the energy to think. He was even suddenly pierced through before he was ready.
Han Zhiyu suddenly remembered and struggled, "You, you wait. . . "
A low and hoarse laughter accompanied by rough breathing sounded. The arm at her waist lifted her up and sat her down but did not come out of her body at all, "Mrs Lu asked me to wait at this time. . . Isn't it too late?"
Lu Yiran had just come over after taking a shower. His body was still filled with a fresh and pleasant smell.
His hair was only brushed casually and water droplets slid down along his black hair and the outline of his face. His deep smiling eyes contained surging emotions.
Even though she had seen it many times, she had to admit that his sexiness, which contained evil dangers, was very difficult to look away and not get tired of it.
She almost forgot what she wanted to say. She almost cried out when she was pushed down by him. She quickly turned her head and said, "Why are you so annoying? You don't have a condom. "
"That? I used it up. " His magnetic voice whispered in her ear, "Did you forget?"