Wife-loving mad demon: Tsundere male god be gentle

Chapter 612 I, Long Chenjue, Want to Negotiate with You

Jian Xiaomo was so startled that his whole body was covered in cold sweat, he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a tall figure standing in front of her.

Her face was pale, and when she saw that the man standing in front of her was Long Chenjue, she subconsciously covered her stomach, looked at Long Chenjue, and said in horror: "Long Chenjue, what are you doing here?"

In the middle of the night, this man suddenly appeared at Jian Xiaomo's bedside, and Jian Xiaomo was frightened half to death.

Long Chenjue stared gloomyly, looked at Jian Xiaomo and said, "Are you alright?"

Jian Xiaomo was startled, and realized that Long Chenjue was asking himself if he still vomited, how long it had been, and he definitely stopped, so he nodded, but he still looked at Long Chenjue warily.

At this moment, Long Chenjue sat down by the bed, stretched out his slender arms, and was about to hug Jian Xiaomo.

Jian Xiaomo took a few steps back with a guarded body, looking at Long Chenjue.

She is on guard against this man now, she is afraid that he will force her to kill the child.

Seeing Jian Xiaomo's body retreating, Long Chenjue's deep eyes were filled with deep dissatisfaction and said: "Jian Xiaomo, I want to negotiate with you."

Jian Xiaomo was startled, he was negotiating with her in the middle of the night, and suddenly looked at Long Chenjue in astonishment.

Long Chenjue glared at Jian Xiaomo with displeasure, his deep eyes stayed on Jian Xiaomo's lower abdomen and said: "About the survival of the little bastard."

Jian Xiaomo was startled, it turned out that this man came over in the middle of the night to discuss the child in his stomach with him, did Long Chenjue figure it out?A trace of surprise flashed in Jian Xiaomo's eyes, but she was still super upset when she heard this man describe him in such a bad way.

What is a little bastard, and what is survival?

What are these words?
But since she wants to negotiate with her, she also wants to negotiate with Long Chenjue, so she shouldn't live in fear all the time.

Thinking of this, Jian Xiaomo looked at Long Chenjue seriously and said, "Tell me, what do you want to negotiate with me?"

Long Chenjue's deep eyes slowly fell on Jian Xiaomo's face, seeing the trace of exhaustion on Jian Xiaomo's face, he frowned immediately, and said: "I haven't finished eating yet!"

Jian Xiaomo was startled, and couldn't help asking: "What does this meal have to do with the negotiation?" The man came to negotiate with her and now it's about the meal.

"Of course it has something to do with it!" Long Chenjue said with an upright look all the time: "What if the negotiation is in the middle, Jian Xiaomo, what should you do if you faint."

Jian Xiaomo was speechless and wanted to roll her eyes, she didn't eat tonight, how could she faint.

And at this moment, Long Chenjue was heard shouting towards the door: "Ba Luo, get out."

It was said that Barlow really rolled in, holding a plate in his hand with a delicate small bowl on it.

Seeing the small bowl, Jian Xiaomo trembled all over, and the scene of Long Chenjue feeding her medicine last time flashed automatically in her mind, she quickly shook her head and said, "I won't drink it."

Tightly pursed his lips.

Hearing this, Barlow's face changed, and he said, "Young madam, this is the fish soup that the young master made for you." Seeing the fish half-killed by Jian Xiaomo lying on the edge of the pool, Long Chenjue personally Started, stewed fish soup for Jian Xiaomo.

Hearing that Long Chenjue made it himself, Jian Xiaomo shook his head desperately.

This man may have put a lot of abortion pills in it, and the smell is super ecstasy.

Seeing Jian Xiaomo just shaking his head, Long Chenjue stretched out his hand and was about to pinch Jian Xiaomo's chin, but seeing Jian Xiaomo's angry eyes, he put his hand down abruptly, and said in a low tone: "This fish soup, is it The chef is here and taught me how to do it."

Long Chenjue said with a hint of embarrassment in his voice.

(End of this chapter)