Marriage is coming

Mu Jingshen only felt a strong force rushing towards him. He was originally in a relaxed posture, but following the force, he stepped back a few steps, and Lin Xuan squeezed his whole body against the wall.

The next second, with a bang, the ceiling fan hit the ground.

Lin Xuan's face was as pale as paper, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead.

He hugged Lin Xuan's waist, his palms were wet and warm, and all the light and shadow in front of him turned into illusion.

She huddled in his arms fragilely, probably because she was too scared, her shoulders trembled violently.

"Hold the grass, Mr. Mu, Mrs. Mu, do you want it?"

The staff's sharp voice awakened Mu Jingshen's mind. He subconsciously glanced at the ceiling fan that was still spinning on the ground. The iron blades really hit his head. I'm afraid he was about to experience the so-called Decapitated.

Mu Jingshen let go of Lin Xuan's hand, loosened his tie, and his gaze suddenly froze.

The palms of his hands were covered with blood, and the light gray tie was stained, which was shockingly dazzling.

The heart seemed to be shackled by a pair of big hands, the woman in his arms trembled more frequently, Mu Jingshen's pupils constricted, he held his breath, and called her softly: "Lin Xuan?"

The girl was a little petite in his arms. He lowered his head, and saw that the hoodie she was wearing was cut open by the ceiling fan, blood gushed out, and her smooth back was dyed red, which was particularly frightening. .

Mu Jingshen was stunned for a moment, and put the suit on Lin Xuan's shoulders over his arms, leaned over suddenly, picked him up horizontally, and ran out in big strides.

He walked in a hurry. From Shen Yunxi's perspective, it was the first time that he saw the turmoil in the calm man.

As soon as he left the recording studio, he bumped into Bai Yi head-on, "Mr. Mu..."

Lin Xuan's blood dripped out from under the suit, Bai Yi paused, before he finished speaking, Mu Jingshen's figure was blown away like a gust of wind.

Lin Xuan was in so much pain that she seemed to lose her voice and her teeth were chattering.

There was no trace of blood on her face, and her lower abdomen joined in the fun, and it started to hurt sharply.

Lin Xuan was in pain and flustered, with big eyes falling down, she buried her head on the man's neck, her voice trembling: "Ah Shen, our baby...my stomach hurts..."

Mu Jingshen's car was outside, Shen Rui was with him when he came to Lve Ying, who was beside the car, before Mu Jingshen stepped forward, Shen Rui saw him striding out with a woman in his arms, pulled her away and The door of the carriage.

Mu Jingshen hugged Lin Xuan and sat down, his voice was so gloomy that water dripped out.

"Go to the hospital!"

Lin Xuan's blood was all over his body, her fingers were tightly clutching the skirt of his chest, her joints were turning white, and the blood vessels under her skin were throbbing.

Shen Rui's driving skills are very good, and the car sped out in an instant. Mu Jingshen reached out and brushed away Lin Xuan's sweat-wet hair that was sticking to his face. His eyes were cold: "Don't be afraid."

"The baby is mine, and I won't put him in any danger."

Lin Xuan settled down, her pale lips were no longer as delicate as before, but there was pain and joy in her eyes: "Ah Shen, you...don't you doubt me?"

Mu Jingshen hugged her, "I don't doubt it."

"You can tell the time and place, and the time of the pregnancy test is also corresponding. If you say the child is mine, I will believe it."

For many days, the pressure in her heart suddenly disappeared, and Lin Xuan's tense emotions were also relaxed. She leaned on Mu Jingshen's body, and she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that the pain in her lower abdomen was not so sharp.