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Chapter 155 - Not even pregnant women are spared

Yu Cen Ran could no longer hold it in. Her monstrous longing collapsed along with her rationality. The look in her eyes suddenly became deep and obscure. Her thin lips pursed as she moved closer to the red lips of the south bridge …

Then, touching that soft lips that were as cold as ice, with a sweet and sweet fragrance, a string of rational thought suddenly snapped in his mind. Yu Cen Ran's eyes became dark as she deeply stared at the woman in her arms.

"South Bridge" gently called, the breath was deep and fluctuating, somewhat disorderly.

Perhaps because his opponent's gaze was too passionate, the South Bridge suddenly moved. From its mouth came a light snort, as if it was responding.

Yu Cen Ran's thin lips curled up and her eyes narrowed. She gently placed the woman's body on the sofa and leaned over. She was in a very good mood.

Her lips were still as familiar as ever, soft and alluring, as if she would lose control of her emotions with a single touch.

He knew he shouldn't have thought about this, but he couldn't control his own actions inside his heart, much less resist the woman's seemingly unintentional teasing.

He was already in his late thirties and had long experienced the taste of a woman, but he still couldn't stop her. The only thing he could feel was a special existence. But for the first time, Yu Cen Ran felt that this wasn't a bad thing.

Yu Cen Ran looked up and saw a sickbed not far away. The sound of the ice-cold apparatus was still echoing in his ears, but his body had long since sunk and was filled with an indescribable excitement.

Her dark eyes tightly locked onto Nanqiao's sleeping face. So beautiful! Yu Cen Ran leaned over and gently kissed her. As the kiss fell, Nanqiao unconsciously opened her red lips and occasionally made a slight noise. This was a fatal blow to a man!

Something seemed to have exploded in his mind, his mind was blank, and he seemed to be immersed in a sea of laughter, but also seemed to be wrapped in cotton candy.

Yu Cen Ran's eyes were filled with a smile as she sighed in satisfaction.

The corner of his mouth lifted up involuntarily as he held the woman's soft and tender hand. His ten fingers were interlocked, and then, he lightly landed on South Bridge's forehead and gently kissed. "South Bridge, I love you!"

Deep in his heart, Yu Cen Ran's face was flushed from her emotions. Other than her, there was only the sound of her breathing.

He lifted his eyes and saw the cup on the tea table in front of him. He recognized it. It was the northern European style that Nan Qiao always liked. His long fingers clearly defined the joints in his bones as they picked up the cup.

Yu Cen Ran didn't want to move as she leaned against the sofa and pressed her fingers against the South Bridge without pausing. She whispered, "South Bridge, I know I have to give you time to forget your pain and injuries, so I won't force you. I'm returning home."

Holding the South Bridge's hand, Yu Cen Ran said many things in his heart. He didn't want the South Bridge to be harmed in the slightest, but the two of them couldn't help it.

Yu Cen Ran understood all of this.

However, he couldn't let go of her. Yu Cen Ran moved her lips and lowered them a little. The next second, leaning over, his handsome, grave face softened by the moonlight coming through the window, he lowered his chin and kissed her clean forehead again.

He said, "Good night, South Bridge."

The next day.

His eyes narrowed slightly and he opened his eyes, still not fully awake. His eyes were sleepy, but somehow he wanted to scan the room. Other than his father who was immobile on the sickbed, where was the shadow of a man?

"Okay." He leaned back and stretched himself. Since he was lying on the sofa, he didn't feel uncomfortable.

Standing up, South Bridge seemed to have thought of something. Suddenly, he turned around and looked at the blanket covering his body. His elegant brows immediately wrinkled — — Since when did she cover him with a blanket?

South Bridge had a bad habit of sleeping in a bad position. Every night, she would kick away the quilt on her body. After having a baby, South Bridge also had a heart of its own and purposely changed the quilt into a thick cotton tire.

But this cashmere blanket was so light, how could she sleep until dawn?

Mo Cheng walked in just as he was about to start breakfast. He glanced at the South Bridge and asked, "What's wrong? Why do you look so absent-minded?"

Nanqiao's voice was gentle, and it still had a hint of hoarseness to it that had yet to fully awaken. "Did someone else come in yesterday, I mean stay in the ward?"

An almost imperceptible arc of light flashed across Mo Cheng's eyes, which quickly disappeared. His eyes narrowed, and Mo Cheng retracted his expression, not saying a word.

He grinned and laughed dryly, "It's nothing. Other than you, who else came in last night?"

"Really?"

Mo Cheng grabbed the coat on the sofa and put it on for South Bridge, "There are so many people standing outside. If someone really broke in, how could they not notify me?"

Thinking about it, this made sense.

"But …" He glanced at the man in black outside the room and couldn't help but feel that there was something fishy going on.

His mouth moved, and he still wanted to ask something, but Mo Cheng pushed her shoulders, "Alright, Big Bro said that there's no more, there's no more. You may be too tired, go wash your face and brush your teeth. The breakfast is still hot, but it won't taste good when it gets cold. "

When the South Bridge walked out of the room, Mo Cheng restrained the smile on his face. He walked to the window and lifted the corner of the curtain with his long fingers. His gaze fell on a black luxury car downstairs.

Zhou Yuchen opened the car door, his gaze seeming to be looking in a certain direction. After a moment, Mo Cheng noticed a muscular figure standing before him.

Yu Cen Ran sat on the wheelchair, her face drained of color. After a night of rest, she wasn't as depressed as after the surgery. Her young and strong body allowed the bodyguard to push her slowly towards the car door.

The black Rolls was opened and Yu Cen was seated in the back seat. Zhou Yu Chen, who was beside her, whistled. "Bleeding for a beauty? How romantic!"

Yu Cen Ran ignored him.

The car window opened and a cold breeze blew in. Yu Cen Ran turned to Zhou Yu Chen and said, "Close it."

Zhou Yu Chen narrowed his eyes and forced out a strange expression, his tone equally strange. "Yo, my family's young master Yu is afraid of the cold. If you can't even blow a little wind, then your body is too delicate!"

Yu Cen Ran's sharp eyes swept over them as she bit her lips, "If you don't want to die, then shut up."

"Heh, why are you venting your anger on those white coats who opened your stomach? What are you venting it on me for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he came into contact with the cold eyes of the man next to him, and his entire body gave off a frightening pressure.

Zhou Yu Chen laughed coldly and pinched his lips with his thumb and forefinger, making a zipping motion. He couldn't quell the anger in his chest, especially when he saw Yu Cen Ran's sickly appearance.

F * ck! Zhou Yu Chen silently cursed under his breath. He couldn't hold back his anger anymore. Yu Cen Ran was so desperate that she had to perform surgery in secret, and she even had to leave in secret!

He felt sorry for his good friend!

With his arms crossed over his chest, Zhou Yuchen could not help but sulk as he turned his head to the side.

In the backseat, Yu Cen Ran's eyes were still narrowed and she was dozing off with her eyes closed. It was as if she didn't notice the anger of the people around her at all.

After a long while, the car started up the engine and slowly backed off. It then started to drive in the direction of the hospital and soon disappeared at the end of the road.

It was unknown when Nanqiao had finished washing his face and rinsing his mouth. He quietly tiptoed to Mo Cheng's side, and suddenly patted his shoulder. He was startled. "What are you looking at?"

As he said this, he pushed Mo Cheng's body away. The South Bridge went over to the window and looked around, but did not see anything. He turned back and suspiciously looked at Mo Cheng before stretching his neck out to look outside.

Mo Cheng chuckled a few times. He lowered his head and his gaze fell onto South Bridge's neck. His expression suddenly changed as he turned around and grabbed a scarf from his bag and wrapped it around her neck.

Caught off guard, the South Bridge was struck dumb. It reacted and was about to reach out to remove the dagger when Mo Cheng forcefully pressed on the back of its hand. "South Bridge, you are now a pregnant woman. You need to always be careful to stay warm and not catch a cold."

Nanqiao reprimanded, "What? The Divine Nerve Scripture? The heating system in the room is very strong right now. It's so hot!"

Mo Cheng still didn't let her take it off. He suddenly grabbed the South Bridge and walked towards the hospital's back garden. As he walked, he said, "It's not appropriate for a pregnant woman to always stay indoors. You should go outside to get some fresh air.

As he said this, before Nan Qiao could finish eating the half bowl of porridge in her hands, she was pulled out of the room by Mo Cheng. Mo Cheng had no choice but to place the bowl on the tea table in a hurry, just barely keeping up with the other party's pace.

There was no response. Nanqiao frowned and stared fixedly at Mo Cheng, feeling that his expression was a little unnatural.

Staring at him, Mo Cheng's face turned red and his heart started beating faster. He immediately restrained his expression and laughed, dragging the South Bridge Bridge while walking faster.

There were some important ones that were even cyan and purple in color. Mo Cheng was not an idiot, so he naturally knew that it was an imprint left behind by the love of a man and a woman.

— Kisses.

However, he had just lied to the South Bridge. If the South Bridge found out that he, Mo Cheng, had betrayed her, wouldn't the world be turned upside down?

Mo Cheng's thin lips tightly pursed into a straight line, his eyes squinting upwards as he clenched his fists. In his heart, he was constantly cursing this beast, Yu Cen Ran, for not even sparing a pregnant woman!

The two of them walked around the garden for a while. Along the way, they met a few patients who would ask them if they were a couple. Naturally, they were pushed off by the laughter of the two parties.

In fact, Nanqiao had been secretly observing Mo Cheng's expression because she suspected his words. She knew that Yu Cen Ran had already chased him to America, but she didn't know that he would still be able to resist coming to find her for so long.

This wasn't Yu Cen Ran's personality.