Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 388 Mi Yao, I want you to bury my child with me (1)

Mi Yao doesn't want to see him now, the culprit!

"Yes, I'm very unhappy, so please don't make videos with me in the future!" After finishing speaking, Mi Yao covered the quilt and continued to sleep, leaving his delicate back to him.

Feng Yueming's delicate and handsome facial features suddenly sank, and he glanced at Fu's mother.

Fu Ma quickly picked up the notebook, and placed it on the bed cabinet over there, so that he could see Mi Yao's face.

Even with her eyes closed, Mi Yao could feel a dark and hot gaze staring at her small face, she said wearily and impatiently, "Feng Yueming, are you annoying?"

She had this tone again, as if she hated him and told him to get away as far away as possible.

"Thank you for your concern, I don't think it's bothering at all."

"So you come to bother me? I feel annoying, very annoying!"

"Heh, Mi Yao, if you dare to say the word annoying again, I promise to let you realize that there is no most annoying, only more annoying." The man threatened in a cold voice.

"You..." Mi Yao wanted to vomit again, and she quickly pressed her heart with her small hand.

Feng Yueming frowned, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Mi Yao opened her eyes. The vomiting just now made her very uncomfortable, and his entanglement made her dizzy. His eyelashes trembled, and two tears fell down.

"Feng Yueming, what are you capable of, you know how to bully me!"

She originally wanted to scold him, but when she made a sound, she realized that her voice was waxy, and there was a bit of aggrieved crying.

Feng Yueming's narrow eyes immediately overflowed with love and tenderness, she lay limply on the bed, her nose was red, her eyes were wet, she looked so pitiful, he wished he could fly to her side with his wings She hugged her into her arms, rubbed her into the blood fiercely, and pampered her in pain.

"Is it really uncomfortable? I'll ask Hua Nongying to come over and take a look at you." He whispered.

Hua Nongying...

Mi Yao's heart tightened, Hua Nongying couldn't come over, if she came over, she would be ruined about her pregnancy.

She didn't plan to tell him about the pregnancy, if he did, he would definitely not allow her to kill her, and then she and the child would be trapped to death by his side.

"No, I don't want Hua Nongying to come over!"

Her aggressive attitude made Feng Yueming narrow her eyes, and he glanced at her sharply and suspiciously, "Mi Yao, why do I feel that you are weird, do you have something to hide from me?"

He is too sensitive, he will notice even the slightest abnormality in her.

Mi Yao calmed herself down, and she smiled, "Feng Yueming, I'm pregnant."

Feng Yueming's tall and tall body was shocked, and then a halo of joy burst out of his narrow eyes, "What, are you...pregnant?"

He should be happy, he was very happy when he heard the news that she was pregnant, Mi Yao's little hands hidden under the quilt tightly grabbed the clothes on her lower abdomen, she felt a pain in her heart.

She is also human, and there is a little life in her stomach. Qianrui is right, this child is not only his, but also hers. If she gives birth to this child, he... should be a good father.

Although she couldn't imagine what it would be like for this grumpy and arrogant man to become a father. If he gave birth to a son, what would it be like for the big devil and the little devil to get along.

Mi Yao raised her head quickly, suppressing the hot tears in her eyes, then she looked at the man and smiled, "What are you doing so excited, I'm just kidding you, I want to see your reaction, but seeing your reaction I think it's very funny, didn't you say before that I don't deserve to conceive your child at all, even if I conceived you, I would kill you, why, you slap yourself in the face now?"

She lied to him, she wasn't pregnant at all.

The light in Feng Yueming's eyes quickly faded, he raised his brows, "Mi Yao, I just like to slap my face, in this world only you can give me monkeys."

Miyao,...

He was definitely the first person she had ever heard who said he liked to slap himself in the face.

"However, your current physical condition is not suitable for pregnancy. Wait until I raise you white and moist. I am only 27 today. I can wait another two years," Feng Yueming said, looking at Fu's mother, "Fu's mother, You go and call Hua Nongying now and ask him to come over right away."

"Yes, young commander." Fu's mother turned and left.

Mi Yao's pupils shrank and panicked, she quickly said, "It's good that Doctor Hua came here, I've been so bored these days, and no one talked to me, this doctor Hua is handsome and humorous, and has a good temper. Okay, I want to make friends with him first..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard the man at the other end roar, "Fu Mom, come back to me!"

Fu Ma stopped and stood respectfully by the door.

"Mi Yao, just how bored are you, huh? I think you are not bored, but... empty, don't worry, I will love you well when I go back." The man stared at her fiercely, gnashing his teeth.

Miyao,...

His reaction was within her expectation, he was really too jealous and possessive, she was sure that if she was not talking about Hua Nongying, but a strange man, he would definitely send someone to arrest him grab it.

"I'm going to bed, you can turn off the video." Mi Yao buried her little face deeply in the pillow.

"I can turn off the video, but the premise is that you must eat dinner under my nose."

Mi Yao quickly frowned, "Feng Yueming, you're never finished, I don't have the energy to talk to you now, I told you I'm going to sleep!"

Feng Yueming refused to budge, "That means you don't have enough sleep yet."

That means—he won't let her sleep until she finishes her dinner?

"Ma'am, the young marshal cares about you. Look at you. You've lost weight recently. Be good. Eat your dinner before going to bed." Fu's mother stepped forward, and she brought a bowl of millet porridge in front of Mi Yao. I have a bad appetite, I boiled this millet porridge by myself for two hours, if you take a bite, it must be delicious."

Mi Yao stared at the man with red eyes, then she lowered her head and ate a small spoonful of porridge fed by Fu's mother.

Just as she choked on the porridge, she vomited with a "vomit".

Fu's mother was surprised, "Oh, ma'am, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Come quickly, and prepare towels and mouthwash."

Mi Yao stopped talking, she reached out and snatched the bowl, as if she was angry with someone, "I'll eat it, I won't be able to finish this bowl of porridge."

"Madam, if you really can't eat it, don't eat it..."

Mi Yao kept moving, she mechanically sent the millet porridge to her mouth, and swallowed it without chewing.

(End of this chapter)