deliberate kiss

A dull atmosphere enveloped the hearts of the two of them.

Lan Rong didn't know what to say, he only knew that he had made a big mess.

And Jiang Jinran didn't think it was a big deal, he made this basket bigger
Zhou Jingwei came back very early that night, and he saw Cheng Weiyue curled up on the sofa, flipping through a heavy book.

The light was dim, he sighed lowly, turned the light up a bit, and walked towards her.

In fact, Cheng Weiyue didn't read a single word, so that when the book in her hand was taken away, she regained consciousness like waking up from a dream.

"Jing Wei."

"What do you think?"

"nothing."

Zhou Jingwei stroked the spine of the book, but his eyes fell on her face.

For a moment, the movements in his hands stopped, and he walked aside.

When he came back again, he had an extra cup of hot water in his hand: "It's quite cold today."

Cheng Weiyue took it and said "um".

"Have Lan Rong and the others gone?"

Cheng Weiyue said they all went.

Zhou Jingwei touched Cheng Weiyue's face: "Is there something wrong with the script?"

"It's nothing, I just found out that a friend I've known for many years seems to be hiding a lot of things from me, and I haven't digested it for a while."

Cheng Weiyue smiled, with a relieved expression: "But it's normal, everyone has secrets."

This matter was never extended.

Zhou Jingwei doesn't like to do things that embarrass Cheng Weiyue.

Cheng Weiyue woke up at night with thin sweat on her back.

She felt an indescribable tightness in her chest, and she couldn't breathe.

"Jing Wei."

Her voice was very soft, but the man beside her woke up quickly.

Zhou Jingwei turned on the bedside lamp, and asked in a concerned tone, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Weiyue said: "I feel that my heart is uncomfortable."

At four o'clock in the middle of the night, the Xiangshan Palace was brightly lit.

Zhou Jingwei sat beside Cheng Weiyue, looked at the doctor who had finished her examination, and said in an urgent tone: "What's wrong?"

The doctor is the Zhou family's personal doctor. At this moment, he was obviously a little nervous, "Mr. Zhou, do you want to talk to the master?"

"There is no need to inform him of my fiancée's physical condition!"

He has always been undisciplined and calm, and his rare gaffes are probably caused by concern.

Cheng Weiyue looked at his stern face, lightly covered the back of his hand with her palm, and said in a low voice: "I'm fine, don't be nervous, listen to what the doctor has to say first."

Zhou Jingwei pursed his lips and looked at the doctor with cold eyes.

"Mr. Zhou, you may have misunderstood me." The doctor stammered:
"I just checked your fiancée just now. Your fiancée's health is fine, but the early pregnancy reaction is more serious. That's why I said, do you want to tell the master? After all, if you and your fiancée plan to keep this child , it’s better to get married as soon as possible.”

Cheng Weiyue clearly felt that the back of Zhou Jingwei's hand froze.

His eye sockets were a little red, and his voice was hoarse: "What's the reaction?"

The doctor thought he didn't hear clearly: "Early pregnancy."

And Cheng Weiyue looked at her flat belly with complicated emotions, she couldn't imagine that there was a little life growing up inside.

"How is that possible?" His voice tightened.

The doctor didn't know how to answer these words for a while, and after holding back for a long time, he said: "I just checked your fiancee, she should be in the second week of pregnancy, but her constitution is relatively weak, so the pregnancy reaction is also higher than normal. Pregnant women are serious."

Cheng Weiyue saw Zhou Jingwei's reddened eyes.

She was equally astonished, after all, the arrival of this child was beyond her expectation.

"Thank you doctor, we understand, it's so late, you should go back and rest first." Cheng Weiyue said softly.

Seeing Zhou Jingwei's uncertain appearance, the doctor wanted to leave a long time ago. Hearing what Cheng Weiyue said, he said quickly: "Then I won't bother you and Mr. Zhou to rest. You can contact me if you need anything." ,I'm going back."

Cheng Weiyue smiled and said yes.

After the doctor left, Cheng Weiyue looked at Zhou Jingwei.

His eyes were very red, and the person who had never been careless was full of helplessness at this moment, he said: "Yueyue, I'm sorry."

"Why do you say I'm sorry?" Cheng Weiyue smiled gently.

"I shouldn't have gotten you pregnant"

Zhou Jingwei thought of a certain time between himself and Cheng Weiyue half a month ago.

Because it is the last few days of the menstrual event, so when the love is strong, I am not ready.

And Cheng Weiyue's body has always been weak, and her menstruation is delayed, even she doesn't care about it.

"I can't blame you," Cheng Weiyue gently held his hand and placed it on her lower abdomen: "On the contrary, I feel very happy now."

"Happy?" Zhou Jingwei's eyes turned red, his expression restrained and strong: "Yueyue, you don't know how dangerous this is."

Pregnancy itself presents risks.

"I know, Jing Wei, I know everything."

She said it seriously, without a trace of perfunctory: "I know everything, but I'm still very happy."

"Do you like children?" Zhou Jingwei asked with difficulty.

Cheng Weiyue shook her head, saying she didn't like it.

Zhou Jingwei's originally dim eyes became more and more sad: "I'm sorry."

"But I would like a child who looks like you," Cheng Weiyue smiled slightly, the warmth between her brows and eyes becoming more intense: "Zhou Jingwei, with this child, there will be one more person who loves you in this world, so I Very happy. I know that too, you will love him."

I know that your relatives are weak, and that it is not easy for you to be young, so I thought, if there is one more person in this world who loves you like I do, it seems very good.

He has eyebrows and eyes similar to you and me, and he will give you what is missing in your heart.

And I love you so much, how could I not hope that there is someone who loves you so much.

Zhou Jingwei hugged Cheng Weiyue very tightly, his face was buried in her shoulder, his tears were hot, and his breath was hot.

After a long time, Cheng Weiyue heard him say: "No."

"What won't?"

After a lengthy silence, Zhou Jingwei said: "It's nothing."

Ye Cheng carried a thick stack of documents and walked towards Zhao Hanshen, "Chairman, should you go back and rest at this point?"

"After death, there is more time to rest." Zhao Han said in a cold voice, "If you are tired, you should go back and rest first."

Ye Cheng really wanted to say yes.

But he dared not.

"I'm not sleepy, I'll be with you." Ye Cheng said firmly.

Zhao Han didn't raise his eyes.

Until the rapid ringing of the bell interrupted the hectic work.

The phone was connected, but the person over there didn't know what to say.

Ye Cheng saw Zhao Hanshen's unattractive face, and it became extremely cold in an instant.

He hung up the phone without saying anything.

He frowned and looked at the document in his hand, but the pen in his hand was hanging in the air, and he didn't write a word for a long time.

Until the ink from the tip of the pen hits the white paper, a drop of ink color smudges.