Doting On Wife Like It’s His Life, The President Is Determined Not To Divorce

Mu Xincheng stretched out her hand to cover her chest, feeling too complicated in her heart, she didn't even understand it.

After Jiang Jingzhi coaxed the child, he raised his eyes and looked at her, "What do you think?"

She thinks? What does she think? She just thought she was going crazy!

There was a sudden tingling in her head, which made her cry involuntarily, and knelt on the bed holding her head, her face wrinkled, it hurts!

"Orange, what's the matter with you? Headache?" Jiang Jingzhi's expression changed when he saw this. He put down the child and leaned towards her. When he was about to meet her, she slapped his hand away.

"Don't touch me!" She groaned subconsciously, even she herself didn't know why there was so much despair in this tone that people could not ignore.

Jiang Jingzhi's body stiffened, watching her eyes change instantly, slowly grasping her hands into fists.

Mu Xincheng didn't have time to pay attention to his reaction. She only felt that her head was so painful that she was about to explode, as if there was something spinning, but she couldn't see clearly, only knowing that it was getting dizzy and harder.

When she was almost unable to hold it, the tingling pain gradually disappeared.

And she, as if she had lost her strength, lay down on the bed with a splash.

Jiang Jingzhi was by her side. He wanted to touch her, but he didn't even dare. He knelt beside her with furrowed brows and looked at her pale as snow, calling her name, "Orange... "

The child also wanted to climb onto the bed, but the bed was too high. He walked on two short legs and couldn't climb up at all. He stood by the bed with an anxious expression, "Ma Ma..."

Mu Xincheng didn’t know why she was like this. She had never tried this pain since she was a child. Moreover, the whole world has become something she didn’t know. She felt aggrieved and helpless, and her tears were a little uncontrollable. Flowing out of the eyes, it was out of control.

Jiang Jingzhi's big palm grabbed the bed sheet and struggled for a while. Finally, he bent down and gently hugged the fragile her into his arms, suddenly tightened his arms, and hugged her tightly, "I'm here, don't cry. ."

Mu Xincheng had never been so embarrassed before, she actually cried in front of Jiang Jingzhi and wet his clothes!

Later, she couldn't remember how long she had cried, because she was crying and crying. She was too tired and fell asleep. When she woke up again, she was still in bed, and the night had darkened.

Is this another day?

There were only two dim lights on the bed, and she was the only one on the bed, and the surroundings were quiet.

She remembered those things before, and she pulled the quilt up to cover her face with embarrassment. She really had no face to see people.

She doesn’t cry. Even if her father married her stepmother and has a new son, she only teaches and doesn’t care about her. She doesn’t cry, she refuses to bow her head and refuses to subdue. But now when she thinks that she is crying so weakly, it’s almost It's not like herself anymore.

Is it because the hair grows and it becomes feminine? Can't hold back even crying?

She sighed slightly, sat up from the bed, looked at her long hair, a little disgusted, and didn't understand why the twenty-four-year-old herself should have long hair. It was bothersome and maddening.

Even though she was originally a mother, she thought she was a man, and she didn't know how many girls were so enchanted with her neat short hair.

It's really annoying to look like this now!

She got out of bed and walked into the bathroom barefoot. After waking up for the first time in the mirror for so long, she finally saw her 24 years old, but she was startled.