Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

Lu Qiao was too tired. The few days of continuous rotation exhausted all his energy. Now she cherishes every minute and every second she can rest.

In the end, she didn't know what she said to Jin Chen again, and she couldn't remember exactly when she hung up the phone, and she fell asleep again.

On the other end of the phone, because he knew Xiao Xiangsi's life experience, as Xiao Xiangsi's biological father, he was so excited that he wanted to go downstairs and run three laps.

He especially wanted to share this good news with the world.

He, Jin Chen, actually has a son. His own son is born with the one he loves the most.

That little lovesicker whom he has been with for a long time and always feels like a match, and whom he likes everywhere, is his son. It's not Qin Suhui's life with others, it's his!

But after getting excited, when he calmed down, he thought of other problems.

In order not to have anything to do with him, Qin Suhui didn't even need to fabricate a lie to slander herself. Whether it was Xiao Xiangsi or the unborn child, she was unwilling to admit that the child belonged to him.

If she wasn't completely disappointed in him, how could the noble Qin Suhui slander herself like this?
Think about the son and other names, what else do you not understand...

Little Acacia, Qin Chao.

Hatred is not as good as the tide has faith, lovesickness begins to feel that the sea is not deep.

Qin Suhui might still have feelings for him, that's why he used the word "lovesickness", but hate is definitely applicable, and it will definitely not be shallower than his feelings for him.

The pain in the heart is nothing more than that.

One thought of heaven and one thought of hell, happiness and pain intertwined existence, while enduring pain, he enjoyed the happiness he discovered.

Jin Chen's mood was extremely complicated.

Many thoughts flooded into his mind at the same time, he looked at the ceiling and opened his eyes until dawn.

When Qin Suhui woke up, there was no one in the ward, and she instinctively reached out to caress her lower abdomen. In fact, it was only a month, and she couldn't see anything, and it was still flat. She was a little scared, and subconsciously glanced at the bedside, as if Looking for support in my heart.

It was empty there, and Qin Suhui was also inexplicably disappointed in his heart.

But then these messy thoughts were violently thrown out of his head.

She laughed self-deprecatingly.

Qin Suhui, what are you expecting?
How could Jin Chen stay by your hospital bed?

We are past the age of fantasies, Jin Chen and you have never been in the same world, what's the use of being together now, we always have to separate, you can't always be immersed in dreams, it's time to wake up.

She retracted her gaze, looked up at the white ceiling, and forced herself to remove the shadow of that person.

The door of the ward opened gently. Qin Suhui thought it was a nurse, so he didn't look back, still immersed in his own world, struggling.

Suddenly, an all-too-familiar voice rang in my ears, "Are you awake? How's it going? Is there any discomfort in your body? Do you need me to call the doctor now?"

A big dry and warm hand stroked her forehead. She knew it was to test if she had a fever, but when his palm was pressed against her, the hopeless heart throbbed unavoidably.

She tilted her head unnaturally to avoid his touch.

Probably due to pregnancy lethargy, Qin Suhui felt a lot of sleep, Jin Chen has been guarding beside her, just went out to answer a call to deal with work, did not expect Qin Suhui to wake up when he came back.

The two lay down and stood, their eyes met, but neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere gradually became a little stiff.