Chapter 133 Blush

She smiled, "Pay for it? I have never been afraid of you! "

This night, she finally became his woman...

"What time is it now?" She asked in a low voice.

"It's 35 past seven." He stretched out his long arms and grabbed the phone in his clothes.

She was shocked, "Then the guys should go crazy looking for me."

She jumped up and was about to get dressed.

The big wardrobe was right at the bedside.

She was so anxious that she didn't even have time to put on anything. She looked for clothes anxiously.

Someone approached her quietly.

Her heart tightened. She turned around and said nervously, "No more... I have to go out. It will be terrible if they come to me later. "

He said lightly, "They have already been here."

"What? ！” With her eyes wide open, Cherry asked, "How did you know that? When? "

"When you begged me," He said calmly.

Cherry screamed, "Why... Why didn't you tell me at that time? ！”

There was only a thin plank between her cubicle and the office outside, and all sound could be heard by others.

She would feel ashamed when she went out!

"I don't think you were free at that time."

She pushed him, but he held her in his arms.

It was extremely warm in his arms.

She pushed him a little bit and let herself lean against his chest. "Stop it. What if my restaurant goes bankrupt later?"

"I will support you." His voice was deep, and even his chest was vibrating.

She wrinkled her nose and said, "Then you can kill me. I'd rather sell beef offal at a stall than be supported by a

ful!" It was rare for him to talk to her in a serious tone. "The child is more important than anything else! I'll drive the car and come up to you later. Sit on the bed and don't move! "

As soon as he stepped out, she stood up.

The blood fell on her shins.

She calmly opened the lower floor of her wardrobe.

The drawer was full of brand-new tampons.

She skillfully took out one and put on it for herself.

The dirty clothes and sheets were changed and sent to the bathroom.

She looked relaxed, and there was no pain or tension of the miscarriage at all.

After that, she looked up at his serious eyes and said, "I really don't need to go."

He gritted his teeth.

He only asked in a low voice, "You are not worried about miscarriage at all, are you?"

His voice was very low and light, fearing that what he heard was a positive answer, although he was almost sure in his heart.

"Yes." She no longer denied, and her eyes were full of relief. "Yes. I'm not worried about the miscarriage, because I'm not pregnant at all. "

Instead, she smiled and said, "I know that if I tell a lie, I have to use thousands of lies to cover it. But I didn't expect that I would be so relief to say everything out. "

It turned out that people like her would also feel tired when she tried to hide something.

She couldn't do it for a long time. It was good to let him know now.

His eyes widened.

Then, he narrowed his eyes. Deep sadness was hidden behind his eyes. "It turns out that you have been lying to me all the time..."