Wife, I confess: The president forced marriage

Jia Jia's body froze, and she wanted to push his hand away, when she heard Shi Ying's excited voice deliberately suppressed by her ear. This big palm rested on her stomach, and the warm temperature was transmitted to the mechanism through her stomach. , but he felt that there was a layer of cotton clothes in the way, so he tore it twice and directly peeled off the pajamas of the pregnant woman, directly sticking to his belly.

He rested his head on his other hand and lay beside her.

In the dark night, no one can see anyone's face clearly, and their bodies fit together inexplicably.

Jia Jia bit her lip, but said nothing.

Shi Yu's hand continued to rest on her belly, as if expecting something, but the naughty ghost in Jiajia's stomach didn't seem to want to get close to her father in the dead of night, and his expectation finally came to nothing. [

In fact, the fetal movement is basically not felt now, only the slight squirming of the intestines can be felt. Sijin and Xingan are usually exaggerated just to have fun, and they insist on happily sticking to her belly and saying that they heard the baby kick them.

Jiajia didn't intend to tell Shi Yu the truth, so she put his hand on her stomach.

The masculine breath around her was so familiar that she would definitely curl up in his arms spinelessly in the past. Fortunately, she could only lie on her back during pregnancy to restrain her urge.

"Don't you, don't you like children?"

After a long time, Jiajia murmured.

Shi Ying snorted coldly and ignored her, her complexion changed in the dark, she took two deep breaths, Jiajia closed her mouth knowingly, the man beside her was already asleep, she wiped her tears, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Had a nightmare in the middle of the night.

Shi Ying pointed at her stomach to the indifferent gynecologist: "Destroy the baby!"

She was busy running down the corridor with a big belly, but there were wolves in front and tigers in the back, and several bodyguards surrounded her, insisting on killing her child. She cried and begged, "Don't touch my child, don't touch me!" My child, don't... don't..."

Shi Yu woke up in a high-pitched female voice, only Jiajia screaming and crying, murmuring no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no…

"Jiajia!" He grabbed her shoulder to wake her up.

"Don't...don't...don't..." Jiajia was woken up by him from the nightmare, still crying, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no..." Jiajia was woken up by him from the nightmare, Shi Yu turned on the light, her eyes darkened, and she looked at her face covered in cold sweat. Face: "Did you have a nightmare?"

The strong light pierced Jiajia's eyes, and she recovered from the nightmare.

She opened her eyes and looked at the furnishings in the bedroom, then looked at Shi Yu who was staring at her face, and took a deep breath, as if she had exhausted all her strength and slumped on the bed without moving.

"Dream about being raped?"

She froze for a moment, tears welling up.

Shi Yu was just talking casually, but she didn't expect her to burst into tears. He thought he had guessed right, snorted lightly, got out of bed, went to the living room, poured him a glass of warm water, and handed it to her: "Take a sip, wake up!" brain."

Jiajia didn't answer, he sighed helplessly, leaned over to help her up, but Jiajia screamed like seeing a ghost: "Don't come over, don't!"

His cold face in the dream was still in her mind, and Jiajia instinctively felt lingering fear. [

Shi Yu snorted coldly, put warm boiled water heavily on the bedside table, stared at her and smiled ironically.

"Could it be that you dreamed that I raped you?" He put his hands on his knees: "You are too confident in your own charm, I can't do anything to pregnant women."

He snorted coldly, Jiajia belatedly noticed that she had overreacted just now, silently picked up the warm water on the bedside table, drank a couple of sips, and then explained: "I... I'm sorry."