Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Ximen Longting stared at her with deep eyes...Suddenly he raised his hand and touched her cheek.

Is it still possible for him to grow old with her?This road is too rough.

"What's wrong? Melancholy is not your style... Open your mouth."

Ximen Longting turned to take the toothbrush: "My hand can move."

However, no matter how thorny the road ahead is, he will not let go.Will not die!

Jing Jiaren sat by the bed and watched him brush his teeth, making white bubbles appear.

"What are you looking at!" He was vague.

"You look handsome brushing your teeth."

"Don't look!"

"You can't control it."

Dead woman, what's so good about brushing your teeth.

Jing Jiaren is actually very grateful for these hardships, which taught them to cherish each other, and even the small details and trivial things in life are worthy of her observation and cherishment.

Happiness is a feeling, with the person you like, even if you eat and drink, you are very happy.

Some people say that love will fade away in the ordinary life...Jing Jiaren thinks that if there is love in her heart, no matter how ordinary life is, life will always be lovely and warm.

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Wen Xinnuan had a frowning face, always unsure whether to pay attention to this child or not.

I have been teasing little SUN for the past few days, saying that I want to give him a wife, but I didn't expect it to come true so soon...

And the doctor said that she has been pregnant for more than a month, but everyone's constitution is different, and she didn't find out until today.

As for this period, Luo Lei still had a relationship with her... Fortunately, she was in good health after being tortured a lot, and she didn't lose her child because of it.

It is also a miracle that the child is still alive in "such a bad" environment.

"Born, not born, born..."

Wen Xinnuan picked the petals one by one, frowning.

Luo Lei stared at her: "Of course it's a birth. Do you know how much a miscarriage hurts a woman's body?"

"Then giving birth to a child will hurt more. If it doesn't work, the whole body will be deformed! I don't want to become a yellow-faced woman!" After suffering so many injuries, Wen Xinnuan turned into a clam shell. Just shrink up.

"Why didn't you deform your first son?"

"It was different back then. I was still young... I had strong resilience." And Luo Lei abused her so much at that time.

She was in pain every day after giving birth, and within a few months she was starving and thin.

Now pampered, she is much plumper.

And so what if she has another child, she can't even take care of Bill well.

"Wen Xinnuan, I don't care what you think, this child is mine! You are not allowed to take it!"

"You already have a son."

"I want a daughter!"

Wen Xinnuan ignored it and continued to tear the petals.

Accepting this child is tantamount to accepting Luo Lei... another abyss of eternal doom begins?

"Born..." Wen Xinnuan took off the petals, leaving the last petal, staring blankly, "No birth?"

The last petal is dead...

It is also very reluctant to kill her, the second child is already a pity, and she will regret it for the rest of her life.

Luo Lei grabbed the flowers from her hand, threw them on the ground, and stepped on them a few times.

"Why hasn't the beauty come here...God won't let me give birth." Wen Xinnuan frowned, "What should I do?"

"So what if Jing Popo is here? She tells you to give birth and you give birth? What the hell!"

"Luo Lei, you are really noisy, let me be quiet!"

"Wen Xinnuan, let's start again..." Luo Lei changed his temper and stared straight at her.