almost lost eggs

Why don't you talk about the pain?

Why don't you let me know that something is wrong with your body?

Didn't you already ask me to be responsible, what kind of responsibility is this? ?

Shan Jun's anger was growing, and there were faint veins popping out on his forehead.

But nothing was said.

The speeding vehicle quickly plunged into the night traffic flow, and rushed out first, sinking into the horizon ahead.

Eyes with vision comparable to a microscope can only see mottled pictures that pass by in a trance.

Small beads of sweat slid down his forehead, Feng Nan gritted his teeth and cast a sideways glance at Shan Jun, who was looking extremely stern at the moment, and said sincerely, "Sorry, I don't know why."

Perhaps Feng Nan didn't realize it himself, he gasped as soon as he opened his mouth, gasping for breath reluctantly.

The stern silhouette was towering and motionless, as if he didn't hear it.

After a while, he opened his lips lightly: "Why do you want to apologize?"

It should have been a questioning tone, but it was unquestionable.

Unable to hide it, Feng Nan stopped insisting and simply adjusted the seat back to make himself more comfortable.

He looked sideways at Shan Jun who was driving, the gray shadows covered most of his face, pale and lifeless.

He was so engrossed that he could ignore the pain in his stomach—but no, after the next throb of pain, he glanced impatiently at the side of the car door.

"It made you angry." Feng Nan curled up, facing the car door, sobbing.

On the other side, Shan Jun stopped the car with a snort, and immediately opened Feng Nan's car door. With familiar movements, he avoided Feng Nan's key parts, and hugged him forcefully, "It's okay."

Feng Nan pressed against him, Shan Jun's chest was vibrating powerfully, and the magnetic voice came out from here, and it was so clear at this moment.

"Do you want me to say that? I'm sorry, but I will never say these words to you again."

Shan Jun quickly carried her into the bathroom, into the bathtub, and then into the water.

This is the latest discovery after spending time with Feng Nan. Feng Nan likes water, especially.

As long as there is nothing to do, he will stay in the bathtub. Sometimes when he wakes up in the morning, Shan Jun will find Feng Nan lying comfortably in the bathroom naked. It's hard to see but not eat.

So Shan Jun later "entered the room" very unceremoniously, but Feng Nan, who was sober, obviously didn't make fools when he was in heat, and later he simply didn't go in to make trouble.

This time, Shan Juan and Feng Nan entered the water together, Shan Jun put his arms around him, Feng Nan's forehead rested on Shan Juan's shoulder, the distance between the two was not far, Feng Nan's stomach was pressed against Shan Juan Jun's lean waist.

The water spray kept falling, and Shan Jun took the razor and drew a line on the palm of his hand without saying a word, and the blood flowed out. This is another discovery of Shan Jun.

Feng Nan seems to be very fond of his own blood, except for the last time he couldn't restrain his animal nature and stretched his fangs at him, since then, as he said, he has never "touched his mouth" again, only occasionally seeing him bump and take a little risk When there is blood, it will stare there.

So Shan Jun thought, is his own blood beneficial to his physical condition?

The smell of blood gradually spread in the bathroom, how could Feng Nan, who was so close, not smell it.

He raised his head with difficulty, a sternness flashed in his scarlet eyes: "Are you courting death?"

Ruthless, but without the slightest arrogance.

"What can I do if I don't try it? Or are you looking for someone to give birth prematurely by caesarean section?"

As he spoke, Shan Juan placed his other hand on his round and stretched belly. Under his palm, he could clearly feel Feng Nan trembling.

Feng Nan looked at him silently, the water from top to bottom soaked Feng Nan's hair, and his jet-black hair made him even more pale and miserable.

While Feng Nan's heart missed a beat, a voice echoed in his heart: "You must leave this dangerous man."

Seeing his increasingly pale face, Shan Jun urged: "I didn't realize that you could drink up my blood."

Feng Nan narrowed his eyes, and in the next second, his four lips were intertwined, Shan Jun's hands climbed onto Feng Nan's slender waist, and the bright red blood stained the soaked cloth.

After eating so much, why haven't people become fat?

Shan Jun fell into the inseparable kiss and thought at the last moment.

Shan Jun smelled a stronger smell of blood, but the blood came from his own lips.

……

Perhaps it was really the blood force that was at work, and the pain eased down.At the last moment when the consciousness dissipated, Shan Jun was actually soothing his stomach?

Feng Nan chuckled in his heart, this person was probably more into the role than himself.

After waking up the next day, Feng Nan was no longer sure whether he had sex with Shan Jun, and this answer might remain deep in their memories.

When you want to think about it, take it out, if you don't want it, it will disappear, and the dewy marriage will fall apart when you blow it.

So instead of thinking about why Shan Jun is so entangled, it is better to think about the way out and leave as soon as possible.

He heard it last night, he was going to have a caesarean section! ?

Feng Nan was afraid when he thought about it.

Thinking back to last night, the wrap-up banquet was over, the one who should come, will definitely come, it's just a matter of time.

All he has to do now is to wait for this opportunity to come.

Turning on the phone, logging into Weibo, but being distracted by another matter.

The one that was placed at the top: [Actor Fu Wenshan had a miscarriage]

Feng Nan frowned and called Fu Wenshan.The phone rang for a long time before answering, but the person who answered was not Fu Wenshan.

"Sorry, it's not convenient for Wen Shan to answer the phone now."

Although there were only a few words at that time, Feng Nan could still tell that the person who spoke was Fu Wenshan's husband nearly a month ago.

Feng Nan licked his lips, "I want to ask, is Miss Wen Shan—"

The person on the other side saw Feng Baobao from the telegrapher, so he knew that it was Feng Nan whom his wife was thinking about. He knew that he had no bad intentions, and for his wife's sake, he replied: "Yes, no more."

There was a haze between Feng Nan's brows.

The other party confessed: "I hope that Mr. Feng will not tell this matter. Also... I hope you can come and visit Wen Shan."

With a tired and sincere tone, Feng Nan knew that no one would be in a good mood now.

Feng Nan: "Yes."

Feng Nan was silent.

"Thank you." The other party hung up the phone.Soon after, I sent the address on WeChat.

Feng Nan opened the closet, and from Shan Jun's pile of overcoats, he picked out the darkest and most concealable one, and as soon as he put it on, Shan Jun came back.

"Where are you going?"

"Go to the hospital, Wen Shan's child, it's gone." Feng Nan had already reached the door when he said that.

Shan Jun stepped back on the threshold with one foot, "I'm with you."

Feng Nan didn't make a sound, and acquiesced.

In the car, Feng Nan kept swiping his phone, looked at the comments below, and put away his phone after a while.

Looking ahead as if nothing had happened, after a while, he turned his head and asked Shan Jun: "The comment is stupid."