Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Chu Ci came in the second half, and Xing Fan left early because he had something to do tomorrow.

So, this is just right.

Chu Ci sat down next to Cheng Feng, looking at Mu Yanzheng who had already slumped down, a little stunned.

He turned his head to look at Cheng Feng, who was still awake, and felt a little unbelievable.

A doctor actually got Mu Yanzheng, who is a master in the shopping mall, drunk!

Her eyes met Meng Chu who was opposite, and she was also looking at him.

For a while, everyone was silent.

Finally, Cheng Feng said, "It's getting late, let's call it a day."

He actually said it to Chu Ci, and Mu Yanzheng was obviously drunk and unconscious.

Meng Chu looked at him quietly and didn't answer.

The beach at night is still relatively cool, after a few seconds of hesitation, she got up and said to Chu Ci who was opposite, "Help me help him to the car."

Chu Ci naturally did not refuse, but Cheng Feng took a quicker step, came to Mu Yanzheng's side, lifted him across a sandy beach with difficulty, and put him in the car parked by the side of the road.

"Can you drive? Or I can find a substitute driver."

"I didn't drink, that's fine."

Meng Chu didn't ask him to stay and got into the car, deliberately keeping a distance.

All of this was seen by the bystander Chu Ci, who silently praised Meng Chu in his heart.

"Go back quickly, too."

After Meng Chu instructed, he drove away.

Along the way, from time to time, I looked at the drunk and unconscious man in the back row from the rearview mirror, and shook my head helplessly.

She had seen Mu Yanzheng drunk, but not like today.

When I got home, the living room was still lit, but it was quiet.

After Meng Chu managed to get her into the hallway, he suddenly opened his eyes, pushed her against the wall, and looked down at her intently.

Looking at his half-drunk and half-awake state, Meng Chu's cheeks became inexplicably hot, and his heartbeat also accelerated.

Although they have reached the point of an old couple, but every time she looks at this face seriously, she still can't restrain her heartbeat.

"Exactly, when you wake up, go upstairs by yourself."

In order to hide his embarrassment, Meng Chu wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the wrist was clasped, and the whole body was pressed against the wall again.

The man lowered his head, followed by hot breath.

"You are my wife, stay away from him in the future."

The sudden words made Meng Chu sober up.

She stared in puzzlement at the stern face close at hand, and forgot to refute for a while.

He was talking about Cheng Feng, but they had nothing to do with it.

"Mu Yanzheng, you are drunk."

"Ah."

Admitting that he was drunk, he seemed very obedient.

Meng Chu's heart was soft, and he didn't want to disturb his state of mind at this time because of other people's affairs.

"Then I'll help you upstairs to rest."

Meng Chu turned sideways to grab his arm, but was stopped, but he said forcefully, "You have to promise me that you will not associate with him in the future."

"Aren't you still dealing with the project, I don't have any relationship with him, but you are my husband, do you think it can be avoided?"

"Avoid, must avoid."

Mu Yanzheng emphasized that his eyes were half closed, full of confusion.

Meng Chu was afraid that Mu Mu or the servant who had already fallen asleep would find out, so he could only endure it.

"Okay, I promise you."

After the long answer, he was about to make the next move when he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips, his whole body pressed down like a mountain, the kiss was hot and accompanied by the smell of wine into his mouth.

Meng Chu struggled, his hand was already under control.

She could only give up for a while, and obeyed and catered.

But because of this, he gave the other party a great promise, and more kisses attacked every nerve of Meng Chu.

What happened in the bar box many years ago suddenly flashed through his mind. He was drunk and unconscious as he is today, but when he was acting, he clearly looked sober.

"Mu Yanzheng!"

Meng Chu suddenly woke up and pushed him away.

Mu Yanzheng staggered back and bumped into the wall behind him.

His face didn't change much, and his eyes were even more confused.

Meng Chu watched, stepped forward, grabbed his tie, approached on tiptoe, and lowered his voice, "Do you think about it now, how did Cen Cen get here?"

Mu Yanzheng lowered his eyebrows, his expression remained unchanged.

Meng Chu hated iron as steel, "Five years ago, you were as drunk as you are today at the bar, and you called me to pick you up. Mu Yanzheng, you can pretend to be confused, but you can't always be like this."

"Ah Chu, I really forgot."

Mu Yanzheng suddenly showed a weak expression, and raised his hands to hold hers at the same time.

Meng Chu did not soften his heart. He broke away from his hand and tightened his tie again.

Mu Yanzheng's face turned red for a moment, and there were strangle marks on his neck.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds, and Meng Chu slowly let go.

"Go upstairs and rest."

Her voice was inexplicably cold.

It doesn't matter whether Mu Yanzheng is still drunk or whether he can go upstairs alone.

When she returned to the room, he followed closely.

The moment her footsteps stopped, he walked past her and fell straight on the bed.

He reeked of alcohol and wanted to sleep like this, how could Meng Chu be willing.

"Mu Yanzheng, go take a bath."

Meng Chu urged.

The person with his cheeks under the quilt just hummed in response.

Not long after, he obediently got up and went to the bathroom.

In the middle of the night, Meng Chu woke up and found that the room was lit.

When she got up, Mu Yanzheng was nowhere to be seen. She went out to look for it, only to see someone sitting on the sofa drinking tea in the living room.

Looking down from the guardrail on the second floor, he was sitting upright alone, as if he was sleepwalking.

She didn't bother to call him, so she turned and went back to her room.

At dawn, Meng Chu woke up, and the people beside him were still soundly asleep.

She turned sideways, looked at his sleeping face, and couldn't help but raised her hand to lightly touch his furrowed eyebrows.

Because of his deep sleep, he didn't respond.

After a few clicks, Meng Chu raised a smile, but with a bit of bitterness.

She can still remember what she said last night.

He didn't answer the question she asked.

So, her Cen Cen, why he doesn't pay so much attention to it?

"Well!"

Just as he was lost in thought, Mu Yanzheng suddenly raised his hand to hold her wrist, but his eyes were still closed.

"It's rare to sleep late, and you actually took this opportunity to covet my beauty."

"..."

It was as if a flock of crows flew past...

Meng Chu was so speechless that he rolled his eyes and wanted to withdraw his hand, but he tightened his grip, and then opened his eyes. They were deep and secluded, like a dry well that had gone through a thousand years, and no one dared to pry into them.

"Ah Chu, you owe me a child."

"Cen Cen is your child."

She followed his words, and Mu Yanzheng answered immediately: "I know."

After a pause, he continued, "I want a daughter."

There was a bit of coquettish air in the tone.

While Meng Chu was surprised, he sighed in his heart.

People in their 30s still have such a refined side.

He held her face in his hands, kissed her forehead, and asked solemnly, "Are you okay?"

"Having a child is not just about giving birth."

As soon as Meng Chu finished speaking, he had already pulled her into his arms and started to do his hands.

At this moment, there was a sound from outside the door: "Dong Dong Dong..."