Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 640 Xie Jingnan knew that he had to go, and he couldn't go on like this.

At that time, Xie Jingnan was rubbing her swollen calves, but he just smiled and replied: "We are husband and wife, so mine is yours."

Jing Chun still remembered what he said when he came to Fu's house for the first time, as expected, he did everything and never let her down or sad.

Her belly grew bigger day by day, and her sleep at night was gradually not as peaceful as before. Xie Jingnan watched her fall asleep, and his eyes fell on her swollen belly. He raised his hand and stroked it carefully like a treasure. stroked her belly.

What is conceived here is his child, his flesh and blood. If the parents are still alive, how happy would they be?

Xie Jingnan turned over and lay on his back on the bed.

The past seemed to be blurred suddenly, if it wasn't for the existence of Sisi to remind him, he thought, he would probably have forgotten it.

That military compound, the two intimate families, his past with Mayfair’s childhood sweetheart, her white skirt and long braids, and the hair that hangs by her side but quietly stretched out, waiting for him to hold a little finger.

It's no longer clear.

He knows that time is ruthless, and he also knows that people are forgetful animals, but he once vowed that he would never forget it in his life, and he also told himself in his heart that he would not fall in love with others in this life.

But these things have all turned into vague and ridiculous existences.

He married a wife, he even liked this wife very much, his wife is pregnant, and soon they will have a lovely baby.

He is going to have a complete and happy family. What Fei'er and childhood sweetheart feelings will all be left behind by him and completely forgotten...

Xie Jingnan didn't know when he fell asleep. In his intermittent dreams, there was the faint fragrance of gardenias. It was the golden sunlight sifting down from the lush fruit trees full of fruits in the courtyard. He could see it through the window. Seeing the familiar scene of her washing her hair in front of the window, holding hands staggeringly until they have grown up, but they are separated from each other and have different thoughts.

If he hadn't gone abroad with his family back then, if her father hadn't had an accident and his family had never fallen, would it have been logical for them to fall in love and get married.

It's not like she met Fu Jingyao and fell in love with Fu Jingyao at her most beautiful age.

From then on this life became a tragedy.

Jing Chun's body was getting heavier and heavier, so Xie Jingnan put all the work on hand, and stopped traveling between Wancheng and Beijing, and stayed with her every day.

The weather was very good that day, there was no wind, and the sun was very warm. Xie Jingnan drove Jing Chun out to go shopping.

I am about to become a parent, and I can't wait to prepare all the good things in this world for the baby who is about to be born.

Jing Chun looked at Xie Jingnan taking an extremely beautiful and exquisite princess dress to check out, and couldn't help crying and laughing: "Jingnan, this dress is only suitable for three-year-old children, right?"

Besides, he bought so many skirts, what if she gave birth to a boy?Of course, I also bought a lot of clothes for boys.

"What's the matter, as long as it's a good-looking thing, I will buy it back for our baby."

Xie Jingnan replied, and almost emptied half of the items in this expensive and jaw-dropping shop.

Jing Chun couldn't help thinking that when the child is born in the future, Xie Jingnan still doesn't know how to pamper him. The things he bought back may not be worn out by the child from birth until he goes to elementary school.

Although Jing Chun felt that he was a bit too exaggerated and wasteful, what woman wouldn't like her husband to do this?
You, as well as the baby in your womb, are all precious treasures held in his hands. This kind of feeling really makes people feel so happy.

Jing Chun's body was heavy, and after only half an afternoon of shopping, she couldn't take it anymore, so she barely ate dinner. Xie Jingnan personally bathed her and carried her to the bed. Before her hair was dried, she felt a little drowsy up.

He is a man who keeps his word, as long as they are together, he will always dry her hair, and she doesn't even have to move a finger.

Jing Chun was lying on his side, his eyelids were closed heavily, the hair dryer was turned on to the minimum, and the warm air blowing on his scalp was very comfortable.

Jing Chun was half asleep and half awake, and unconsciously murmured softly, "Jingnan...I feel so happy..."

Xie Jingnan held the tip of her hair in his palm and dried it little by little. He put away the hair dryer, walked to her bed and stood still.

She turned over with some difficulty, raised her eyelids to look at him, and then smiled with the corners of her lips curled up, breathing lightly, she was about to sleep soundly.

Xie Jingnan shook her fingers and sat down: "Chun'er."

He called her name in a low voice, and in the quiet bedroom, her breathing could be heard clearly.

He held her fingers tighter and tighter.

"You used to always ask me why I like you and why I treat you so well."

Xie Jingnan smiled lightly at himself.

"Chun'er, there is no love without a reason in this world."

He let go of her fingers, and she unconsciously shook them in her sleep, as if trying to grab him, but it was all in vain.

Xie Jingnan stood up slowly, he turned around and walked out.

Walking all the way to the door of the bedroom, he suddenly stopped and looked back.

Jing Chun lay there on her side, her brows were picturesquely quiet, and the smile on her lips hung there softly from beginning to end.

He knew he had to go.

When he just got married, he looked at her happy smile and said to himself silently in his heart, wait a little longer, Xie Jingnan, wait a little longer, she is so happy now.

When she was pregnant, he watched her vomit, but couldn't hide the tenderness and satisfaction in her eyes, he told himself again, wait a little longer, wait a little longer, wait for her When she's in better health, when the child doesn't bother her anymore...

He could faintly feel that her influence on him was becoming more and more serious, and her position in his heart was becoming more and more unusual. He didn't like this feeling, and he tried his best to resist this feeling.

　Say nothing. . .Little princes, be merciful (┬＿┬)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)