When Xuan Yingluo asked him to buy medicine, Zhou Yu’s entire body turned gloomy. He immediately refused, “No!”
“Why?”
Zhou Yu stood up and his tall and straight figure came in front of her. He cast a shadow in front of her and enveloped her in his embrace. “Why do you think? If you’re pregnant, just give birth. Do you really think that I can’t support you?”
Xuan Yingluo looked at him in shock. “Zhou Yu, are you crazy? You went crazy for no reason and came to sleep with me. You even wanted me to give birth to your child. Why should I listen to You?”
Zhou Yu looked at her. “All women want to give birth. If you don’t give birth to my child, who will?”
“Do you really want to have a child that badly?”
“Nonsense. Don’t you see how old I am this year? I don’t want to die without a son to put on mourning clothes for me.”
Xuan Yingluo snorted coldly. “You deserve it! You Deserve It!”
After saying that, she went straight into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.
