The return of the rich and powerful family

Chapter 162 Want to have a baby?

The lost child was like a thorn in her heart, and she couldn't pull it out. It really hurt so much!

"What are you thinking?" Lu Jingxing's voice suddenly sounded beside him, his usual calm and low voice.

Shen Qingxi sniffed, trying to hold back the tears that were about to burst into her eyes, and replied casually, "The platform is quite big, it can be used as a children's playground."

This nonsensical sentence made Lu Jingxing slightly astonished, Mo Mo also looked out the window.

At this time, the platform was clean and empty, and the rainwater had washed the marble floor clean.

"Want to have a baby?" Lu Jingxing withdrew his gaze scattered outside the window, and looked at her slightly sideways, with a faint light shining in his deep black eyes.

Shen Qingxi hooked the corners of her lips, and a hint of ridicule overflowed, "I want to give birth, so will Second Young Master Lu cooperate?"

"Do you cooperate now?" Lu Jingxing asked with a deep and serious tone.

Shen Qingxi: "..."

She felt that she must have accidentally poured water into her head when she just took a shower, so she discussed this topic with him.

Shen Qingxi remained silent, and Lu Jingxing didn't speak any more, but stretched out his hand and opened the window, the sound came in from the open window lattice, and damp moisture and noisy voices came in from the window together.

"This rain won't stop for a while, so let's stay here tonight." Lu Jingxing said.

Shen Qingxi didn't refute, but nodded, turned around and walked upstairs.The room is on the second floor.

She had just stepped up the steps when Lu Jingxing's voice came from behind, saying to her lightly, "Qingxi, good night."

"Well, good night." Shen Qingxi responded in a low voice, and quickened her pace to go upstairs.

Lu Jingxing was still standing in front of the window, with a tall and straight figure, flicking the soot on the fingertips with two fingers of his left hand.

It rained all night, and when the rain stopped, there was already a hint of gray in the sky.

Lu Jingxing put out the cigarette on his fingertips, and walked into the guest room lightly.

In the room, Shen Qingxi was sleeping peacefully.

Her body was wrapped in a quilt, and her black hair was randomly scattered on the pillow, only half of her fair face was exposed, her sleeping face was peaceful.

Lu Jingxing sat down beside the bed, and stared at her quietly, deeply, and intently in the dark.

Then, she put her bare hands and feet under the quilt, her movements were very light, almost tender and caressing.

In his sleep, Shen Qingxi seemed to feel something, subconsciously raised his arm, grabbed his hand, and never let go.

Lu Jingxing let her hold his hand, a faint smile curled up on the corner of his lips.

When he was young, he watched his father get drunk every lonely night.

When my father was drunk, he liked to hug him and talk nonsense.

Father said: "Jing Xing, do you know what happiness is? Happiness is the person who lives in the heart, and can live at home."

Lu Jingxing's fingertips gently rubbed against the delicate skin of Shen Qingxi's cheeks, with affectionate movements.

He thought he finally understood the meaning of his father's words.

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Shen Qingxi had a good night's sleep.

In the early morning, I was awakened by a sudden ringing of my mobile phone.

Shen Qingxi rubbed her sleepy eyes with one hand, stretched out the quilt with the other hand, and touched the mobile phone on the bedside table. She thought it was Wei Lan who called, yawned, and said lazily, "Isn't there a phone call this morning?" Announcement?"

However, Shen Qingchen's voice came from the other side of the phone. "Slacker, are you still awake?"

Shen Qingxi's drowsiness dissipated a bit, and she replied: "Brother, why is it you, aren't you on a business trip in Switzerland, what's the matter?"

"It's snowing here in Switzerland, the roads are blocked, and the flights are also grounded. I might not be able to make it back on the death day." Shen Qingchen said.

Mentioning the anniversary of Xu Huiyun's death, the emotions of the brother and sister on both ends of the phone dropped a little.

Time flies really fast, and in a blink of an eye, it has been three years since my mother passed away.