Drifting Towards You

After a few seconds of silence, she whispered: "Wait a minute, I'd better not make it public for the time being."

"Okay." Yuan Xue is also upholding this attitude.

Su Xiangwan has only recently entered the industry, and his attention has been so hot. If he exposes the marriage, I am afraid it will increase a lot of trouble.

In this regard, Su Xiangwan's concerns are the same as hers.

She has been in this circle for ten years in her previous life, knowing how deep and dirty the water here is.

If you expose the news of your pregnancy and childbirth, I'm afraid there will be many malicious reporters and audiences who will peep and watch all the time.

She wants to protect her child from interference from the media, she wants him not to be peeped and discussed by secular eyes, and she wants to give him maximum freedom and purity.

So now is not a good time to confess, although she doesn't know how long this freedom will last.

While thinking about it, his footsteps sounded.

Su Xiangwan didn't know when he came over, and said softly: "Will you blame me?"

Mu Beiting lightly kissed her belly: "No, you just want to be happy."

Su Xiangwan looked at him softly.

That evening, the news was still raging, and Su Xiangwan had been pretending to be dead at home, but he was content.

Before going to bed, Su Xiangwan only felt that the baby in her belly was extremely active, kicking her belly from time to time, and disturbing her to sleep.

Simply, Mu Beiting stayed with her all the time.

Telling fairy tales as usual.

"She's so naughty today, as if she couldn't help but jump out." Su Xiangwan stroked his belly with one hand and said with a smile.

Mu Beiting gently kissed her belly: "Be good, and if you make trouble, I'll beat you up."

Su Xiangwan chuckled out: "Dare you, if you beat her, I will beat you."

Mu Beiting narrowed his eyes, seriously feeling that his position in the family was threatened.

But I have to say that after he finished speaking, the baby calmed down.

Su Xiangwan slowly fell asleep in the low and flat voice of his conversation.

Mu Beiting put down the call book, kissed her on the forehead, and whispered, "Good night."

The light was extinguished and the room was calm.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Su Xiangwan was awakened by a burst of pain, and covered his stomach with one hand, with fine beads of sweat oozing out on his forehead: "Mu Beiting..."

Mu Beiting opened his eyes and heard that her voice was wrong.

He got up and turned on the light, and said in a deep voice: "Late late,"

Su Xiangwan's face was pale: "My stomach hurts..."

His expression froze a little, and he picked her up anxiously: "I will take you to the hospital."

With that, he picked her up, pulled a blanket around her, and galloped downstairs.

"Qingyuan, get ready for a car!"

Mu Beiting's voice trembled slightly.

A few minutes later, the car was already speeding on the dark road. Mu Beiting clutched her hand tightly, and his voice trembled: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here."

Su Xiangwan was inexperienced, his stomach pain became worse, and he was so frightened that tears kept falling.

"Will the baby be okay... My stomach hurts..."

He hugged her tightly and was equally flustered: "No, nothing will happen."

Su Xiangwan bit his lip and said nothing, his face pale as paper.

But within a few seconds, she suddenly choked up and said, "Mu Beiting, he's not moving anymore...he's not moving anymore..."

Mu Beiting also reddened his eyes, and his breathing became heavy: "He just fell asleep, he wouldn't move all the time."

"Really?" Su Xiangwan looked at him, particularly disturbed.

"Really."

Su Xiangwan's tense nerves only slightly relaxed a little: "That's good, that's good..."