Chapter 2169 Doctor of Ability's Doomsday God (57)

Bai Weiwei is not hypocritical, she drinks when she needs to.

Then Zero went back to get ready to cook.

He didn't reject it at all, his eyes were indifferent, but his movements were unambiguous.

All actions and things made are still exactly the same.

Bai Weiwei also ate calmly.

When she had morning sickness at night, Zero took out the prepared antiemetic medicine, mixed it with the sour juice milk, and gave her to drink it.

They are all the weakest personality, with exactly the same steps and habits.

Bai Weiwei's stretched brows made him bend his lips.

But this smile, Zero quickly swallowed it back, his eyes became even colder.

Zero even carried her to bed and covered her with a quilt.

All movements are in the same rhythm and in the same way.

If it wasn't for the stinky face, the color of her eyes and hair would have changed.

Bai Weiwei thought it was the fourth baby.

After finishing everything, Zero calmly stretched out his fingers and waved lightly into the air.

The lights are dimmed a lot, comfortable and not glaring, suitable for sleeping.

"Good night, Vivi."

His magnetic perfect voice carries a soothing tenderness.

It's a pity that there are no emotional fluctuations, more like a routine greeting.

Then with a hook of Ling's fingers, a book appeared on his knee out of thin air. He crossed his feet, rested his chin on one hand, and looked down at the book.

He seems to be a professional caregiver, after everything is done, there is nothing for him.

Bai Weiwei also waited quietly, the two seemed to be at a stalemate.

The originally warm room was pulled by the extremely tense silence.

Ling flipped through the book unhurriedly, "What do you want to ask, it's better for pregnant women to go to bed early."

Bai Weiwei was silent, didn't say anything, just stared at him vigilantly.

Zero's golden eyes darkened, and his voice was extremely calm.

"Are you waiting for him to appear and for me to disappear?"

Bai Weiwei pursed her lips, but did not refute.

Zero suddenly sneered, completely inconsistent with his indifferent personality.

His voice was still flat, "He won't show up."

Zero closed the book, like a death sentence.

"forever."

These two words are a bit heavy.

Zero was aware of his emotions, and jealousy appeared.

envy?

Unfamiliar emotions.

He coldly suppressed his surging strange emotions.

Throwing the book in his hand, the book that disappeared out of thin air reappeared on the bookshelf.

Then he picked up another book, the amount of knowledge in the book was too small for him to read it a few times.

Suddenly he realized something, and flicked his fingers as he turned the pages of the book.

A low sob that was too late to hide was caught by him.

Zero looked sideways, and saw Bai Weiwei's eyes were red, and tears couldn't stop pouring out.

She didn't seem to want her embarrassment to be seen by him.

Immediately took the quilt and wiped away tears desperately, and then suppressed the sudden sadness.

"Don't say such things, I don't believe it."

She really didn't believe it.

Bai Weiwei wiped away her tears before bending her lips and sneering, "You must have hidden him."

Ling Jiujiu flipped through that page of the book, confronting Bai Weiwei's cold and sharp eyes.

In her beautiful eyes, there is a little crazy and intense emotion.

It seems to say that the personality is dead.

She is also sad to death.

Zero's eyelashes were half-down, and after a while of silence, he said casually: "You say so."

This sentence just fell.

Bai Weiwei seemed relieved, she squinted her eyes, and murmured softly: "I know it's okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

Zero maintained an action for a long time.

Until her steady breathing sounded softly.

And his fingers finally turned a page of the book.

After a while, he got up gracefully again, went to pull out a clean quilt, and flicked the quilt on Bai Weiwei's body with his fingers.

The quilt on which Bai Weiwei wiped her tears disappeared.

He lowered his head and gently covered her with the new quilt.

Under the dim light, his golden eyes seemed to flash an uncontrollable gentleness.

But soon, he was suppressed again.

As if it never existed.