Baby, although it is very short, thank you for coming to this world and bringing you such a beautiful memory to your mother. She will remember you forever.

Please remember your mother’s arms, your father’s warmth, and the way back.

Next time, when you come back, my mother will protect you well and give birth to you so that you can open your eyes and see this world that you have never seen before.

"Hmm? Is there nothing to say?" Seeing her pursing her lips and silent, Xiahou Lie asked again, feeling that her whole heart was hanging in the air. She kept thinking about the reasons she refused to tell her, and constantly comforting herself. Perhaps, she would say it, she would say it.

But he was disappointed after all.

"Yes." Mu Qingwan suppressed the pain that was about to burn the heart and bones, looked up at him steadily, then wrapped her neck, rubbed her cold lips, licked and kissed her, and her movements were like a lazy kitten.

Xiahou Lie did not move, letting her kiss, closed her eyes and felt her rare initiative.

Finally, until the two of them breathed gradually and his cold lips were stained with warmth, she put her lips to his ears and said softly and affectionately:

"Lie, I love you!"

Although she didn't say anything about the baby, when she heard her love words, Xiahou Lie grinned, and the cold edges on her face were warmed by her. He pinched her little nose, then put it on her forehead, staring at the gentle ripples in her eyes:

"No more leave in the future."

Mu Qingwan nodded with a bright look. The two hugged each other on the bed and said some love words again. Until an unusual gurgle sounded in their ears, Mu Qingwan's face suddenly turned red.

"Hungry?"

Xiahou Lie said jokingly, and the big man subconsciously touched her belly. Mu Qingwan's red face turned pale in an instant. She grabbed his hand reflexively, pretended to be angry and pushed him:

"I'm starving to death, I'm going to eat!"

Xiahou Lie smiled helplessly, then gave an order outside, and a maid brought the food in quickly.

There were a large table of dishes on the table, from salt and pepper to salted pork ribs to large eels stewed with Codonopsis pilosula, as well as yellow croaker rolls, fried fresh broad beans in Sichuan winter vegetables, etc., which were almost all dishes that Xiahou Lie usually disliked, but Mu Qingwan loved to eat very much. Finally, the maid brought a bowl of pork liver porridge and placed it carefully in front of Mu Qingwan.

"You are too thin, you have to make up for it."

Xiahou Lie felt the surprise gaze that Mu Qingwan was throwing at him, and a little uncomfortable. He quickly took the pork liver porridge in front of her and scooped a spoonful to her mouth:

"Come on, eat this while it's hot, otherwise it will be fishy."

Mu Qingwan calmed the abnormal dark red on his face, and felt that her heart was as if it was in honey water, and her happiness began to bubble.

The meal was unprecedentedly long. In fact, Mu Qingwan was really hungry. She used to eat and vomit whatever she was pregnant. Later, when the baby gradually became well-behaved, her appetite was better. However, she now realized that it was not that the baby suddenly became obedient, but that he was slowly leaving her.

The loss and sadness that had just calmed down in my heart suddenly came up again. The pork liver porridge was steaming hot, and the hot water vapor smothered on her eyes, and suddenly turned into tears, falling one by one into the bowl.

Even she herself did not expect that deep down in her heart, she had always longed for a child, a child who belonged to her and him.

However, such happiness was too short for her to see the child be born, and he had already left.

The porridge in her throat suddenly looked like rough rice bran, which made her sobbing suddenly. She tried hard to endure it, not wanting Xiahou Lie to see the flaws, but the heavy sadness in her heart was pressing over, which was so heavy that she could not bear it at all.

Fortunately, Showa happened to come in at this time and said he had to report something. Xiahou Lie put down the bowl and asked the maid beside him to serve him well. He kissed Mu Qingwan's cheek again:

"I'll come."

Mu Qingwan didn't dare to look up, and nodded randomly with a mouthful of porridge in her mouth. When he walked away, her tense mood finally calmed down. The first thing she thought of was to go back to the bedroom, cover herself with a quilt, and then close her eyes.

The worry in my heart was hanging, I wonder if Showa would tell him that she was pregnant.

Not long after, the bedroom door was opened from outside. Mu Qingwan closed her eyes tightly and buried half of her face in the quilt. She kept guessing his reaction in her heart. If Showa said it, what expression would he have?

How should she tell him that this child is gone?

Will he be sad and disappointed when he heard this? Will he be as sad as she?

"Why did she go to bed after meals?" She felt the quilt sinking down, and Xiahou Lie had already sat down beside the bed.

"This is not good for your health. Come on, get up, I'll accompany you out for a walk."

Xiahou Lie picked her up from the bed. Such an action made her pretend to be asleep, which was impossible.

"Well, I'm so sleepy, I don't want to move."

She was so troubled by him that she had no choice but to pretend that she had just woken up, squinted her eyes to look at him, but immediately closed her eyes after seeing his face.

Did Showa say anything?

"Are you really that sleepy?"

Xiahou Lie hesitated for a moment, and suddenly, as if he had figured out something, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He leaned over and gently stroked her cheek with the tip of his nose. The warm breath brushed by, with the familiar smell of ambergris, which was a little itchy. She subconsciously wanted to reach out to scratch.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, she didn't say anything, leaned her head into his arms, rubbed her itchy cheeks against his clothes, but her mood was completely relaxed. It seemed that Showa didn't say that, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm.

"I'm really sleepy." Xiahou Lie saw her eyes closed again, muttering a few words in her ear, and finally couldn't help but raise his hand and touch her forehead. He didn't have a fever, and it seemed that he was really sleepy.

He had just asked the doctor who was with him, and the doctor said that pregnant women were more sleepy and that she should be allowed to sleep well at this time.

But, damn, the fragrance on her body is always squeezing and slitting him. As soon as her fingers touch her tender skin, they will not help but linger on it, and then hope to get more and more.

She is pregnant and may hurt her if you accidentally!

Before this thought flashed through my mind, Xiahou Lie had already hugged Mu Qingwan with her eyes closed tighter in her arms, and her palms gently went up along the skin on her back. Wherever she went, it aroused waves of fire, heat and ambiguity.

The clothes that were in the way were quickly taken off. He leaned sideways to flatten Mu Qingwan's body, kissing her forehead, her eyebrows, her lips, and her collarbone, all the way down.

Mu Qingwan noticed that his kiss was getting lower and lower, and her body trembled. She curled up in fear of the cold, turned over to avoid his kiss.

Xiahou Lie looked at her movements and smiled helplessly. He thought that this woman must be his demon, and he could actually make him love so much that he could not stop.

Every time before, he found himself so thirsty | looking at her, even thinking about her, thinking about her, and still holding another man in her heart, he couldn't help but want to destroy the whole world, including her and the man she loved.

But now, he didn't have to be afraid. She said she loved him and was pregnant with their children, and that man became his prisoner.

And after the child was born, she was tied up. Even if she wanted to leave, she would never be able to leave again.

Although this idea is shameless, Xiahou Lie thought that as long as she can keep her by her side forever, she will no longer have to worry that she will escape at any time. Then, shameless is shameless.

Thinking of this, he bent down again, kissed her flawless arm, and slid sideways towards her silky and delicate back. The kiss became more and more entangled, and his hands became more and more hot. Mu Qingwan felt that her body was ignited bit by bit by bit, and finally couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

She just hummed softly, but Xiahou Lie's movements stopped abruptly because of this gentle moan. He was a little annoyed and panting, glancing at the nearly half-naked woman under him, then quickly pulled up the quilt that was squeezed aside, covered her sinister body, and quickly stood up and rushed out without hesitation.

Mu Qingwan sat up and stared at his back in a daze. For some reason, he suddenly stopped. He was so thirsty, she even felt the tension and heat of his body, but why did he suddenly stop?

Her mind began to think about it, remembering that she had been kidnapped by Helian Moxiao, and then almost became a marriage to him, and remembering that she had been imprisoned in the palace for more than half a month.

She was thinking that Xiahou Lie would not know about this, otherwise he would not have sent troops to Dongmo to take her back.

However, Hengzhi and Helian Moxiao wanted to occupy her countless times. That was the fact that she fought to the death and did not lose her innocence. However, he didn't know about these.

Could it be, would it be that he thought something had happened to her and Helian Moxiao or Helian Hengzhi? So he thought she was dirty?

Could this be the case? Otherwise, he had obviously wanted it so much just now, so why would he stop moving?

She didn't dare to think too much. At this moment, she felt like a knife was cut, but she couldn't find a way to ejaculate.

I don't know how long she thought she had fallen asleep in a daze, but there was another slutty movement next to her. Then, Xiahou Lie actually lay down next to her, and her body was as cold as a bit cold. Even on such a night, there was still a bit of stuffiness, which still brought a cool feeling, which made Mu Qingwan feel the coldness that was so heartbroken.

He just went for a cold shower!
Chapter completed!