Chapter 1850

CEN Qian's eyes changed a little. He sat on the edge of the bed, looked at her and asked, "what did you say just now?"

Afraid he'll leave after the shower? Isn't she afraid of him? She has such an idea.

Miao Zixing was a little coy by him. How could he look like a resentful woman who wanted him to stay?

She silently pulled the quilt to her chest, bit by bit, and covered her face.

Miao Zixing hid in the quilt and said vaguely, "I didn't say anything."

CEN Yanqian once opened her quilt, afraid that she would not feel comfortable sitting at the waist like this, he put his hand around her with his arm and put a pillow behind her.

This short contact was a little too gentle. Miao Zixing's head stopped turning, and there was no time to think about anything.

Her eyes fell on his chest, staring at his pajamas like that. Her mind thought, his shoulders are so wide and steady. Why do simple pajamas look so good? This damned noble young master's temperament and muscles are so secure. It's so coveting. What should I do

CEN Fuqian rubbed her hair, "see enough?"

His joking smile made Miao Zixing's face red. She raised her head and pinched her nose. She was afraid that she would have nosebleed.

It was because his face was occupied that he lost himself.

Miao Zixing turned her back to him and muttered: don't pretend to be nice to me.

CEN made her look at herself and asked, "aren't you afraid of me? Are you more afraid of sleeping alone than of me? "

Miao Zixing looked directly into his eyes, "it's really terrible that you disfigured them."

CEN Qian's hand gently held her wrist, dare not touch her wound, "that's because they hurt you."

Miao Zixing is a little moved, cen said: "you are pregnant with my child, how can I let you hurt."

Miao Zixing lowered her head and said, he didn't do it for her.

CEN Fuqian asked: "afraid of sleeping alone, why didn't you tell me."

Miao Zixing said, "you are too busy to come back."

CEN Fuqian sighed softly and ran her fingers across her hair.

If he knew she was afraid of sleeping on her own, he would surely come back every day.

He lay down beside her, "sleep."

The light in the room dimmed, leaving soft light, and the sleepers of Miao Zixing came up.

She a little bit close to him, cen Qian directly reached out to her, asked her how she was at home recently.

Miaozi apricot slowly not so nervous, "very good."

"The servant said you have no appetite to eat," Cen said

Miao Zixing's cheek was close to his chest. She seemed a little hot.

"I'm too hot to eat."

She felt her neck. "It's hot now, too."

CEN juqian's palm goes to her back. Miao Zixing wants to ask him what he wants. Cen juqian comes to her back with sweat and gets out of bed to push open the windows of the two walls.

The night wind is blowing in slowly, and the apricot is not so hot.

Her mother-in-law is too fastidious and always tells pregnant women not to blow too much air conditioning. Fortunately, the cen family's house is big and the yard is big. There is no shelter around. The air is good and every room is ventilated.

CEN Qian took a towel to wipe her sweat. Miao Zixing wanted to say that she would come. Cen Qian pulled up her clothes and said, "I haven't seen her before."

Miao Zixing closes her eyes in shame. Does the man know how to modify his words? Does he have to embarrass her.