Chapter 152: Pretending to Be Asleep, I Don't Want to Pay Attention to Him

"Yuchen, I hope you can do what you say." After Zhuo Yarong finished speaking, she finally gave way.

Lu Yuchen gave Zhuo Yarong a deep glance, and strode into the villa.

He doesn't have time to take care of the chaotic thoughts in his heart now, Zhuo Yarong's words reminded him of that unbearable childhood...

Lu Yuchen suppressed the restlessness in his heart, strode upstairs, pushed open the door into the bedroom, and saw the villain lying on the bed at a glance.

Tang Xinluo was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, frowning tightly, looking extremely uneasy.

So thin, so weak, his face was pale without a trace of blood, and there were even wet tears on his palm-sized face.

she cried?

His pupils shrank instantly, and Lu Yuchen walked quickly to the bed.

Seeing the needle on the back of her hand, her cold eyes sank, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch her cheek.

The man's deep black eyes just stared at the villain on the bed for a moment, and the color of his eyes changed.

Until Ma Zhang's voice came from outside the door.

"Master, Madam is gone."

"Well." He gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Master, the young lady has been suffering from morning sickness since this morning. I have been uncomfortable all day today, basically I vomited whatever I ate. Originally, I asked the kitchen to cook white porridge for the young lady, and wanted her to eat some pads first, but The young lady insisted to wait for you to come back to eat together, she said that the young master explained before you went out that you will come back to eat at night..."

Seeing that Lu Yuchen's face was getting more and more gloomy, Zhang's mother couldn't help but keep her voice low. She could barely hear the last few words.

He closed his eyes, and a cold voice came: "According to the doctor's instructions, take good care of the young lady. What happened tonight should not be passed on to the young lady's ears."

Ma Zhang nodded reluctantly. The young master has a moody temperament. What she fears most is when he sees his face ashen.

"Don't worry, young master, I will explain it, and I won't let people talk about it."

Zhang's mother retreated. Tonight, the wife came to have a fight with the young master, and there would be some rumors among the servants. She must hurry to suppress it, so that something in the future will be accidentally passed on to the young lady's ears.

As for Lu Yuchen, he tiredly stretched out his hand and rubbed between his brows. He sat beside the bed and watched the drip until the drip was done. He pulled the needle for Tang Xinluo himself, and then went to bed with her in his arms.

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Tang Xinluo slept very restlessly all night.

At the beginning, I felt cold and weak all over. In the second half of the night, I don't know who it was, and a large heater was placed beside her.

It's not cold anymore, but it's stuffy, and it always feels as if it's being pressed by something.

It was not easy for her to turn over a little. There seemed to be heavy objects on her chest and waist. The feeling was similar to that of a ghost pressing on a bed.

Turning over with difficulty, trying to get away from the stove, a slender and powerful arm suddenly clasped her waist and pulled her back with ease.

can not fall asleep!

Tang Xinluo opened her eyes angrily, just as she was about to have someone take the stove away, she was almost dumbfounded by the firm and tight muscle lines she saw.

Stretched out a finger.

Rigid and a little flexible...

She suddenly realized what she was pressing under her fingers. It was a man's chest muscle, Lu Yuchen's...

The memory before fainting finally came to mind at this moment, Tang Xinluo suddenly retracted his finger.

She didn't know what she was afraid of, it was him who was obviously unreasonable, but she suddenly didn't want to face this man, she turned around with a guilty conscience, and wanted to continue pretending to sleep.

However, as early as she was writhing desperately, the man holding her woke up.

Watching her eyes open in confusion, watching her stupidly sticking out a finger on her chest muscle, watching her stunned on the spot.

The cold heart before going to sleep last night was suddenly softened by Tang Xinluo's series of small movements.

"Awake?" He suddenly got up and pressed her under him, with his arms on her sides, and looked at her condescendingly.

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