One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

As Fu Nianchen approached, Jian Changqing's body took half a step back before he realized it. This action greatly stimulated Fu Nianchen, and his already cold face became a little gloomy. Holding her wrist, Fu Nianchen's strength was great, and his hands locked her tightly like handcuffs. With a little force, her hand could be easily broken off.

Fu Nianchen exudes a strong sense of oppression, "Are you afraid of me?"

Jian Changqing's throat slipped, he was right, she was indeed afraid of him, afraid of what kind of decision he would make after learning the truth, whether to abandon her or...

Jian Changqing didn't dare to think about it any further, and she couldn't help thinking about the current situation.

"He touched you?" Fu Nianchen stroked a bright red spot on Jian Changqing's neck with his hand, and his eyes were so black that black water dripped out.

Jian Changqing shook her head vigorously, Mo Shaochuan wanted to do something urgent to her, but she didn't let him succeed.

Fu Nianchen exerted a lot of strength with his fingers, and when he wiped away the bright red, his complexion finally got better, and his kick just now was still light.

"Why are you with him?" Fu Nianchen let go of Jian Changqing's hand at this moment. Mo Shaochuan actually found him on the phone and said that he was with Jian Changqing and was waiting for him in the hospital. Hell, he's still here.

"I fainted, he sent me here." Jian Changqing replied.

"He's quite enthusiastic. He cares about you so much, what is he looking for me here for?" Fu Nianchen's question had no deep meaning.

Mo Shaochuan was indeed very enthusiastic. He asked Fu Nianchen to come here for some reason other than to force her into a dead end.

Jian Changqing's high-hanging heart did not settle because of Fu Nianchen's failure to attack, but kept hanging on. She didn't know when the storm would hit, and she was afraid that the storm was about to come now, and she couldn't bear the consequences at all.

"I'm pregnant." Instead of waiting for the other boot to hit the ground, she would throw that boot. Jian Changqing pursed her lips, waiting for Fu Nianchen's reaction.

Mo Shaochuan said it again, the end was Fu Nianchen's ruthless kick, and now Jian Changqing repeated it again, Fu Nianchen stared at Jian Changqing unblinkingly, there was no emotion in his dark eyes, his gaze was on her It stayed on her face for a while, then fell down on her stomach, pacing back and forth between the two places.

"How long?" Fu Nianchen and Mo Shaochuan asked the same question.

"Seven weeks." Jian Changqing answered truthfully, and I showed pain, "I don't know who the father of the child is."

She presented her most unbearable side in front of Fu Nianchen. This child was also unexpected to her. She was a mother for the first time, but she didn't feel any joy at all. She was more afraid and uneasy. She didn't know how to deal with it. It was the best choice. She was afraid that any decision she made now might regret it one day in the future.

Fu Nianchen was silent for a while, and asked in a heavy voice, "What are you going to do with her?"

Jian Changqing looked at Fu Nianchen, her eyes were full of confusion, her lips trembled for a while, and then she choked back, "I don't know."

She really didn't know what to do. This feeling of being connected by blood was amazing. As each day passed, she could feel more clearly that a little life was taking root and growing in her stomach.