Fast Transmigration: The male protagonist's Black Moonlight abused him like crazy

Chapter 13 After My Sister Goes Crazy (13)

Tang Shen didn't know how he got back to the villa.

After sitting in the study all night, he continued to work like a normal person.

No, everyone familiar with him found that he loves work even more than before.

Also more, silent.

Even Ji Ran sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't ask any questions, only said that he was preparing for marriage.

Ji Ran was dumbfounded.

marry?With whom?
Then he discovered that the strange woman suddenly returned to normal.

It's just that the belly gradually bulges.

At that time, a word flashed in his mind: marriage with a son?

……

An Ning has had mixed feelings recently.

The happy thing is: Tang Shen is still willing to marry her, but the wedding date will be postponed to next year.

The worry is: after three months, her belly gradually became pregnant.

It's not that she didn't think about killing it, but she didn't dare to go to the hospital.

If the Mo family finds out, even if she is the future wife of the president of the Tang family, I'm afraid...

So she exercised strenuously in private, or ate something unsuitable for pregnant women, and even smashed her abdomen with her hands in the end, but it still didn't work.

The child seemed to have taken root in her stomach, and it couldn't fall down no matter what.

Finally, she despaired.

Seeing her belly rising, she deliberately reduced contact with Tang Shen.

But Tang Shen didn't know what he was thinking, even if he was too busy to touch the ground, he would still have a meal with her every few days.

Knowing that she couldn't hide it anymore, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and confess to him.

He also said that the child was so pitiful that he couldn't bear to destroy it.

If he minds...

At that time Tang Shen had a very strange expression, his eyes were fixed on her stomach.

Then, let her take care of the baby like a normal person, don't work too hard.

She was very confused at the time.

But since the child couldn't fall down, Tang Shen didn't mind at all. Although she was puzzled, she still felt relieved in the end.

When the news of Tang's president's fiancée's pregnancy was flying all over the sky, Si Zhu was eating with a sad face.

Hearing the news, she was stunned for a while, and then went to look for Cen Zhao with a sad face.

Cen Zhao was negotiating a contract with someone at that time, when the door of the box was opened, and a figure rushed into his arms in front of everyone.

"Zhao Zhao, I'm so sad, so sad, so sad!"

Si Zhu hooked the man's neck, buried his face tightly in his chest, and kept mumbling.

Everyone looked joking, and exited the box wisely.

Cen Zhao, who is warm and fragrant with nephrite jade: "..."

Don't go!
"Well... Sister Ning, why are you looking for me when you're sad?"

Didn't we write it off?

Hearing the voice, Si Zhu raised his head, his eyes twinkled with stars.

"It's sad, of course we have to have fun!"

What she said was so straightforward that Cen Zhao was speechless.

Cen Zhao swallowed, and said cautiously, "I don't have the music you want..."

Before he could finish the following words, he was blocked by the sweet and soft.

Cen Zhao's whole body is not well, he just feels cold sweat profusely.

The body was stiff, as if it was already a dead body.

The door was open, and two figures stood at the door.

"Ash—"

The woman called softly.

Si Zhu inside didn't seem to realize it, and gnawed even more vigorously.

Cen Zhao caught a glimpse of the two people at the door from the corner of his eye, and thought he saw a savior.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as he wished.

Tang Shen didn't come in, and he dragged An Ning away without even saying a word.

Cen Zhao: "..."

Finally, taking advantage of Si Zhu's breathing, he carefully pushed the person away.

"Jiang Ning, I'm not your shield."

Si Zhu posted it again, pouted and asked, "What shield?"

Cen Zhao backed away abruptly, took a sip of wine for himself, and put it directly into the mouth of the person who approached him.

"Cough-cough-"

Sudden choking on the wine, Si Zhu coughed until his cheeks turned red.

"Cen Zhao!"

After finally stopping, he glared fiercely at the innocent man.

"Calm down!"

"You're so pretty, how can I be so calm!"

I don't know if he was drunk or his nature was exposed, but Si Zhu went straight to it.

Cen Zhao: "..."

Co-authoring your so-called sadness is fake, but greedy for his body is real?

"Ahem!" Cen Zhao coughed lightly, restraining his teasing hands, "Sister Ning, I... can't get up against you!"

Si Zhu was stunned, and it took him a while to react, his eyes moved down unabashedly.

After a long time, he poked the man's chest fiercely with his fingers: "Trash!"

Seeing that she seemed to lose interest, Cen Zhao heaved a sigh of relief.

Being scolded by someone as trash, or by a beautiful woman, is actually very hurtful to self-esteem.

But there is no way, let alone he really can't get up, even if he does get up, he won't dare!
Thinking about Mo Heng's fate, he could instantly become a Buddha with a calm mind.

Suddenly, he found a pair of eyes fixed on him.

Gloomy and cruel.

Cen Zhao held the hand that kept poking his chest and looked towards the door.

I really can't think about it, no, the Lord is here.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Si Zhu turned his head and saw Mo Heng's red eyes.

It's been a long time since I saw her, and she is a little unrecognizable.

Breaking away from Cen Zhao's hand, she stepped on her high heels and walked to the door.

Mo Heng said to Mo Heng, who looked like he was eating people: "You can't even look down on a pregnant woman, trash!"

Cen Zhao's heart was beating violently, and he felt that it was difficult to breathe, and his heart was about to block his throat.

Sister, are you so fierce?
Unexpectedly, Mo Heng did not go crazy immediately, but lowered his eyes slightly.

"Why, did I say something wrong? You are just..."

Si Zhu's outstretched hand was grabbed by someone, his wrist was suddenly stressed, and he fell directly into Mo Heng's arms.

Si Zhu: "..."

Cen Zhao: "..."

The atmosphere instantly developed in a weirder direction.

"Jiang Ning—"

A man's hoarse voice sounded, successfully calling back the bewildered Si Zhu.

"Get off!"

Si Zhu pushed the man away and took several steps back.

"Mo Heng, what do you mean? Do you want to seduce me?"

Si Zhu's eyes moved down, with a look of contempt: "Are you worthy?"

Mo Heng's hands hung straight down, tightly clenched into fists.

"Pick it back? Can it still be used?"

Every time he asked, Cen Zhao felt that he was one step closer to death.

But looking at the scene in front of him, what happened to the inexplicable excitement?

"You let An Ning leave, do you not love her? Or, facing her face, you..."

A look full of malice is enough to drive any man crazy.

But Mo Heng suddenly lowered his head and said:
"sorry!"

Si Zhu: "..."

This really can't fix it for her.

What the hell, masochist!
Addicted to abuse?
"I'm sorry, if it's useful, what else do I need to do?"

Si Zhu's cold voice sounded, completely different from the vicious taunt just now.

(End of this chapter)