Chapter 103

Since Mrs. Yang Meiru left the villa six years ago, the villa is no longer occupied except for ou Ming's decision to follow the orders.

When Su Xiaomi comes in, he has made plans. She will be the last resident and the only hostess of the villa.

Now, however, the plan has to change.

……

After Chi Yu left, Ou Ming made up his mind to change his mind, but the most important thing was su Xiaomi, who rushed to his bedroom.

In the familiar environment, the existence of Su Xiaomi seems a little inconceivable.

Ou Ming decided to sit down beside the bed. Shan Yuan immediately stepped back two steps and took the initiative to report the specific situation to him. "Now it's the second bottle of water. He has measured his temperature and has retreated to 39 degrees."

Although the fever is still high, it's a relief to be able to reduce it.

When they talk, Su Xiaomi sleeps uneasily, whimpers every now and then, turns her head every now and then, and the wet towel that covers her forehead falls on the pillow.

Ou Ming decided to reach out and take it up. Shan Yuan, who was beside him, saw that he subconsciously wanted to pick it up, but he didn't want to stop him. "I'll do it. You go out first."

Just out of the hand and temporarily back, Shan Yuan nodded, "OK."

After Shan yuan left, Ou decided to change the towel, fold it into tofu pieces and cover Su Xiaomi's forehead. In order to take medicine, he forced her to open her mouth and feed her Chinese patent medicine.

He did everything he could think of.

The rest of the time, he can only choose to wait, silently looking at her frowning and murmuring from time to time, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked her brow.

In a trance, he also fell asleep.

Fortunately, after these bottles of water were finished, Su Xiaomi also came to her senses. She seemed to have a hangover. When she was unconscious, she forgot everything she said. She only remembered that there was a woman standing by the bed in a confused room.

She couldn't see the woman clearly. She only remembered that she was well dressed.

Shouldn't that be ou mingjue's main room?

It's the next day to be able to stare at the ceiling in a daze and think about these messy things. When Su Xiaomi wakes up, she doesn't realize that the earth has gone round again.

Last night, the dark clouds on the edge of the western suburbs moved to the prosperous city. At this time, the sky outside the window was gray and dark, which led to the dim light in the room without lights.

Subconsciously, he reached out to turn on the light, but he came across something soft.

This time, she was not surprised, because she had already guessed that it would be ou mingjue, who was sitting on the carpet, lying on the edge of the bed, burying his face in his arms.

Though at ease, but also irritable.

Su Xiaomi doesn't understand what he thinks more and more. Mingming was so cruel that she was determined to let her child run away, and then tried to escape from him. But now she is so gentle, which makes her heart shake.

The only thing that's certain is that she seems to be in it, too.

It was the last thing she was allowed to do.

Holding the pain in his heart, Su Xiaomi tries to hold back his tears so that he won't be weak enough to cry. At this time, ou mingjue wakes up when he hears the news. He grabs the soft black broken hair twice and presses his eyebrows.

Looking up, he saw Su Xiaomi covering his eyes with his hand after the drip, which looked like he was about to cry.

What happened to her?

"You..." Ou Ming never said anything, she snatched the words, said very hard, "I don't have the strength to move my hand. Give me a hand

"..." he also convinced her.

Crying and laughing to help her move her hand, she seemed relieved, slightly panting, "almost suffocated, fortunately you finally wake up."

Ou mingjue raised the corner of his mouth to smile, which was a response.

He reached up to hold her back, while taking out her pillow, let her sit up can rely on, finished with cheek also rubbed her forehead, this just feel relieved, "fortunately, your fever."

I went, and the fever went down.

Su Xiaomi shriveled her mouth, but she was still dissatisfied with the result. She took a deep breath and said, "Why are you so persistent? For this child to care so much for me? "

If she was sick without children, he would not be so attentive. Of course, this is just one side of her story, which means that he would protest.

As she thought, Ou Ming never politely refuted her words, "I won't assume so much with you. When you give birth to your child, you can try to give birth to a disease again. You can see what kind of reaction I will have."

He guarantees with his personality that he is so devoted to her because of her, but now that she is pregnant, it is inevitable that she will have to work harder. Naturally, he should pay more attention to her.

Is she so distrustful of his character?

Being blocked by his words, Su Xiaomi can only turn her mouth and pretend not to hear it. As soon as her words change, she mentions the most realistic thing in front of her, "I'm hungry."

When she spoke, her voice was milky, and she sounded like a coqueter.

Just now I was still angry, but now I suddenly turn to sunny. This is the legendary pregnancy syndrome.

He was quite helpless because of her uncertain mood. Ou mingjue pulled the corner of his mouth, gave a smile, and rubbed her hair. "Then I'll cook porridge for you? Or do you want something else? "

He cooked for her in person. Of course, it was only because Shan Yuan had other things to deal with that he offered to cook for her in person.

It's only eight o'clock in the morning, and the bells are ringing in the temples on the outskirts of the country.

He didn't deal with any work, but he was willing to treat her as the first. How could su Xiaomi not be moved?

Unfortunately, she has been able to hide her inner thoughts, at least let him guess, she laughed heartlessly, "I want to eat hot and sour!"

As soon as his voice fell, he knocked her hard and refused her request. "No, you can have porridge. Just as the fever has just subsided, don't toss about."

Then he got up and left.

When she opened the door, she could see that the bodyguards outside had left, the corridor was empty again, and everything was calm.

Yesterday was like a dream. Even she couldn't understand what she thought. She had a good temper and a bad temper. She couldn't control it.

If it goes on like this, she will torture herself crazy instead of tormenting her child to death.

She held her head in her arms, and her pale little face showed a tangled look.

……

Before ou mingjue cooked porridge, Su Xiaomi took the initiative to go downstairs. Before going downstairs, she changed into a beautiful dress and rolled her hair behind her ears.

She hasn't worn a decent dress for many days.

Following the fragrance from the kitchen, Su Xiaomi walks into the kitchen. Sure enough, she sees ou mingjue standing in front of the cooking table with his back to her, not knowing what he is cutting.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a sense of happiness.

Of course, apart from his principle of not getting married, everything else is very good.

Almost without warning, Su Xiaomi rushes up and hugs ou mingjue from behind. She almost pours on him. He is caught off guard and is really scared.

In addition to feeling the man's shoulder shaking for a while, there was no other movement. Su Xiaomi was puzzled. She specially tilted her head to look at him and asked, "what's the matter? Not scared? "

Bang.

I thought he would be scared.

Su Xiaomi was a little disappointed. His hand around his waist was released immediately, but before he could take it back, he grabbed it. He turned his head, his face was delicate, and his mouth was full of smile.

He said calmly, "I'm really scared by you."

Because he was just thinking about her, as a result, she suddenly appeared behind him, and he was startled.

"Don't cheat." Su Xiaomi looks disgusted. Obviously, she doesn't believe what he said. She pushes him away, turns around, leans on the cooking table and takes the strawberries on the table to eat.

Not yet the entrance, and he grabbed the past, "this has not been washed, eat bad for the stomach."

How can he be against her in everything?

Although she's upset, Su Xiaomi still doesn't retort. She just lowers her head and plays with her fingers. Now ouming is reluctant to leave her.

But he rarely takes the initiative, can only find topics as far as possible, take the initiative to talk, "say, your stomach seems to start bulging, will you feel uncomfortable?"

When she just hugged him from behind, his waist could feel the bulge of her abdomen.

That's why he didn't respond for a long time.

I don't know how to describe that feeling

Ou mingjue just mentioned it for the sake of making a conversation, but she didn't want Su Xiaomi to sink her face. Even though her tone was obviously patient, she could still feel it. She was really angry.

"Do you care so much about children?"

As soon as she mentioned the child, she would think of the child's future fate - he was doomed not to get a complete family, and a decent identity.

She will never forget the humiliation brought by her illegitimate child. Therefore, if she does not marry, she will not force her to leave the child.

Seeing her bad face, ou mingjue immediately reflected what she thought in her heart. He was rarely flustered. "I know you are very sensitive. You shouldn't say this to you at this time. I'm sorry."

Why apologize to her?

Su Xiaomi was stunned, but she couldn't adapt to his sudden change of painting style. She bit her lower lip, even more flustered than him. "In fact, I'm not so stingy."

Is it?

Since she changed her words, Ou Ming never intends to continue this heavy topic. He reaches for her wrist and talks about his plan without hesitation. "I'm going to build a building in the mansion, which will be specially used for your physical examination. Otherwise, if you get sick in three days or two, I can't stand it."

I'll go. Is he her mother?

"Why do you think so much of me? You are not my mother Su Xiaomi had nothing to hide for a moment, and he blurted out everything from his heart.

Sure enough, ouming was cold.