Chief, Love for you is wrong

Hearing the doctor's reconfirmation, Zheng Ningning stepped back in shock and hit the foot of the tea table. She staggered and sat down, her face as white as a piece of paper.

The people on the phone were still asking her when to get the test report. Zheng Ningning didn't answer. Her eyes were lax and her hands hung weakly on her legs.

When she met her slightly swollen abdomen, she grinned miserably at the corners of her mouth and a terrible low smile in her throat, like an old witch's low Jie when she wanted to cast a curse.

Wen Rongyan was annoyed by Zheng Ningning's strange voice. He looked up at the man sitting in the solid wood chair, then hung his eyes, and then fiddled with the things in his hands.

Zheng Ningning tightly clutched his thigh pants. His eyes were red. Compared with his pale face, it was very strange. He was like a spirit keeper in the novel. All he could see was a red eye.

Her hands stroking her upper abdomen trembled uncontrollably.

My mind kept flashing. How could it be like this? How could it be like this

Thinking of the series he saw last night, Zheng Ningning's panicked face raised a fierce, pale lips and pulled a strange smile.

She picked up her hands scattered on her knees, poured a cup of hot tea, covered her hands and drank tea to calm herself a little.

Through the corner of her eyes, I saw the person still standing on the balcony with a bright smile. She put her hand on the side of her body, squeezed the corners of her clothes, and made her fingerbones white!

She also secretly glanced at Wen Shuang, who was reading a novel on the sofa in the distance. She lowered her eyes and tried to recall the palace fight play she saw last night.

Inside, there is a sentence said by an imperial concubine, my child, since fate decides that you can't come to this world, then, for the sake of several months of pregnancy, you will shed the last drop of blood for your mother, and your mother will find a martyr for you!

Now the society can't find a martyr, but she can find a scapegoat!

Considering this, Zheng Ningning's sweet face appears a little distorted. When he thinks of the series he saw last night, the whole person is so strange that he really looks like shooting a series.

She raised her hand to learn from the imperial concubine on TV, touched the doll in her abdomen, and then held it tightly with her five fingers!

She deleted the chat record just now and dialed another number

Qin Jing, standing on the balcony, is chatting happily with Shan Yudong. Especially when she heard that he went out with Mo Bai last night, she was even happier.

At least Mo Bai is accompanied. Unlike before, she only sticks to her everywhere.

Zheng Ningning held his hand. As he walked to the balcony, he felt dazzling when he saw Qin Jing's smiling face.

Why can she marry a man who has been thinking for so long? Obviously, she can't get the recognition of her family, but she still smiles so naturally and happily!

Qin Jing saw Zheng Ningning coming over with Yu Guang from the corner of her eye and quickly said to Shan Yudong on the phone, "well, smell the milk. The milk called me and I won't talk to you. On the mid autumn festival day, remember to play with my family for nothing. I'm going to be busy!"

As soon as she had finished her words, Zheng Ningning approached. Qin Jing stuffed the machine back into the pocket of her coat after saying goodbye. When she was about to flash past, Zheng Ningning grabbed her hand and whispered.

"Don't you want to know the story of sister Jing and brother Ji Li?" he looked very strange.

Qin Jing, who was originally in a happy mood, heard this sentence, put away all his sincere smiles on his face and looked at Zheng Ningning in front of him. He didn't know why.

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