After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 889 Xiaosong is pregnant
Nan Song returned to the hard life of devil training.

There were brothers who accompanied her before, but this time they took care of the children at home, went on honeymoon, and stayed with their wives. She was left alone. She protested in the group. But none of the brothers paid attention to her. They were afraid that if she said a word, she would be taken away for training by her eldest brother. They were all scared to death.

Even Yu Jinwen was not allowed to stay with her.

Yu Jinwen said to Luo Junheng: "Brother, don't worry, I won't let anything go."

Luo Junheng glanced at him and said calmly: "It's not that I'm afraid that you'll betray me, but that I'm afraid that you'll feel distressed."

Yu Jinwen: "?"

Yu Jinwen felt distressed when Nan Song came out of the training room on the first day with bruises all over his body!
"How did it hurt like this?"

Yu Jinwen stepped forward and hugged Nan Song, and then he saw two tall and muscular mercenaries walking out of the training room holding each other up. Their faces were bloody, their bodies were scarred, and there were even stab wounds on their shoulders and legs.

His pupils suddenly shrank. This was not training, but a real combat drill!

Nan Song was also stabbed twice. Yu Jinwen carried her back to the room and applied medicine to her. His eyes were full of heartache.

"This is still the first day, what will happen next?"

"I have no choice but to push through."

Nan Song also had a bruise on her cheek. When she entered the training room today and saw the mercenary carrying a knife, she knew what she was going to face. She looked at the bruises on her body and said, "Two days of rest, and more... Increase the stakes.”

Yu Jinwen paused while applying the medicine to her, then raised his eyes and looked at her, "What does it mean to pass the test?"

Nan Song pursed his lips and forced a smile: "If you don't die, you'll probably pass the test."

Yu Jinwen: "..."

For a period of time later, Yu Jinwen watched helplessly as more and more mercenaries entered the training room, and even Luo Junheng's personal guards went into battle at the back. Yu Jinwen stood outside and watched being surrounded by several big men like a trapped animal. Nan Song was fighting, his eyes were blood red, his hands were clenched tightly at his sides, and he couldn't help but want to rush in.

"If you go in now, you will harm her."

Luo Junheng's voice sounded coldly from behind.

Yu Jinwen turned his head suddenly, his eyebrows cold, "Why is this? As for it?"

"I don't want her to die, that's all."

Luo Junheng looked through the glass window at Nan Song, who was fighting to the death with his guards in the training room. His stern face was full of ruthlessness, "They are all my people inside, no matter how heavy the attack is. It won't hurt her life, but will Sean's people? Everyone has their own life. From the day she was born, her life has been hanging by a thread. We protect her just to let her live in peace. I’ve already lost my wife and I don’t want to lose my sister again.”

Yu Jinwen's eyebrows twitched, and he felt his heart sinking.

This time Nan Song came out of the training room and slept for a full day and night. She didn't wake up when Yu Jinwen applied medicine to her. When she woke up, she felt like her whole body was falling apart and she couldn't even lift a finger. Can't get up.

Nan Song didn't leave the room for three whole days and almost lived on the bed. Yu Jinwen brought all the food in for her to eat. She had a great appetite and especially liked eating sour food. The table was filled with rice vinegar and white vinegar.

As soon as Nan Song got up this morning, she was obsessed with making rice noodles. Yu Jinwen responded to her request and got up and went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of rice noodles for her. Nan Song poured vinegar into the bowl while making rice noodles. He saw that half of the bottle of vinegar was poured in.

Yu Jinwen felt sour when he smelled it, but Nan Song tasted it very delicious, "Is it sour? It's not sour."

It's getting more and more wrong.

Yu Jinwen stared at the calendar for a moment and suddenly asked Nan Song: "Honey, is today the 15th?"

Nan Song took a sip of the soup and raised his head, "Really? Well, doesn't this show the number 15?"

She took the phone over and took a look at it, then asked Yu Jinwen: "What happened on the 15th?"

Yu Jinwen looked at her and said, "Your period hasn't come yet this month."

"Well, it was postponed for two days."

Nansong’s period is pretty accurate every month. She usually comes on the 13th, but today is already the 15th. She doesn’t feel anything at all, and she doesn’t pay much attention to it. “Maybe I’m training too hard during this period, and it’s useless even if I come. I don’t have dysmenorrhea, so I won’t be so merciful as to let me rest just because I’m here.” After she finished speaking, she continued to tweet.

"I'll go out to find mom. Just sit here and eat obediently. Don't move." Yu Jinwen told her.

Nan Song's head was numb since he woke up early in the morning. He didn't hear the suppressed tremor in Yu Jinwen's voice. He responded vaguely and continued to lower his head, concentrating on mixing the powder. He felt that it was not sour enough, so he added two more spoonfuls. vinegar.

When Luo Yin was brought into their room by Yu Jinwen, she was choked by the strong smell of vinegar as soon as she entered the door.

"This is a jealousy-inducing situation. It's going to kill you..."

Luo Yin twisted her nose and walked towards Nan Song. Nan Song had just finished eating powder and collapsed on the chair. She had exhausted a lot of energy in the past few days and her appetite was much bigger than before. She didn't feel good after eating a bowl of powder. Enough, I still want to eat.

"Husband, I want to have another bowl." Nan Song looked at Yu Jinwen.

Yu Jinwen responded: "Okay, I'll go down and cook it for you in a moment. You can eat as much as you want."

He looked towards Luo Yin again, and now Luo Yin realized something was wrong with Nan Song without him having to say anything, "Give me your hand."

Nan Song looked at her mother, "Hand?"

Luo Yin pinched Nan Song's wrist, checked her pulse, and stared at her with burning eyes.

Nan Song also stared at her mother, her head still numb. She looked to the side and saw Yu Jinwen's nervous look. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through her mind, and she thought of something - no way!

Luo Yin's fingertips jumped and she said: "The other hand."

Nan Song obediently stretched out his hand.

Luo Yin pinched both of her wrists and checked for her pulse. Luo Yin put down Nan Song's hand and took a deep breath. Yu Jinwen felt that his heart had skipped a beat, "Mom, How about it?"

"Hurry up." Luo Yin shouted: "Go to the hospital!"

Yu Jinwen hurriedly responded, picked up Nan Song and ran out.

Behind him, Luo Yin cursed, "You are such a heartless person, you didn't even know you were pregnant!"

"..."

Three words played in Nan Song's dumb mind: Pregnant, pregnant, pregnant...

*
Luo Junheng was talking to Yan Yuan in Room 77 in Shuiyunjian. The atmosphere in the room was solemn. Yan Yuan was about to say something to Luo Junheng when his cell phone rang. Luo Junheng answered the phone with an expression on his face. Suddenly, "What?"

He sat up straight and clenched the phone tightly, "How is Xiaoliu now?"

Hearing "Xiao Liu", Yan Yuan's expression also changed.

What happened to Xiao Nansong?
Luo Junheng breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, let her have a good rest. Which hospital is she in? Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Yuan asked, "What's wrong with Xiao Song?"

Luo Junheng held the phone, as if he hadn't recovered from the news just now. He clenched his hands silently. He raised his head and said to Yan Yuan: "Xiao Liu is here, she is pregnant."

Yan Yuan's brows relaxed, and while he was stunned, the corners of his lips raised, "Good thing."

"Jesus."

Luo Junheng's throat choked heavily, and his heart was full of fear.

Fortunately, the child is fine.

He lowered his head, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Yan Yuan with a gloomy look on his face, "Our plan is going to change."

(End of this chapter)