Secretary Dong nagged in front of my bed for ten minutes, and was kicked out by the doctor who came to make rounds for me.
What kind of existence he is, the boss showed up, and he pretended to be in front of me.
After checking for me, the doctor happily told me: "Miss Xia, you have got rid of your fever. Fortunately, you have survived. Mr. sang suggested that we hang up anti allergic drugs for you a few days ago. Fortunately, we are useless. Otherwise, you can't keep your children now."
These days, I have never asked him how the child was born and how I am.
I counseled not because I was afraid of what he would do to me, but because his kiss made me flustered and confused, and made me look forward to the future.
I did.
But he gently raised my chin with his fingers: "pregnant, I didn't do anything to you, kiss you, not abortion."
"I'm pregnant." I'm moving the big bombs.
His voice was full of laughter and banter: "just now, I was like a veteran who has been through the battle for a long time. What's the matter now, counsellor?"
Yes, and it's very hot. I think it's as red as an apple now.
Suddenly, he raised my hair: "blush?"
He also quickly got up and sat down beside me, his breath sprayed on my temples.
My heart beat so fast that a mouth would jump out of my mouth.
I slowly recovered, pushed him away, and then turned over to sit up.
"Close your eyes!" Sang Qi's voice squeezed out from our lips: "virgin! Haven't you slept with anyone else or been kissed? "
I'm panicking.
My heart is suffering from another heavy hammer, at a loss.
I opened my eyes and looked at the mulberry flag with my eyes closed. His straight nose was like a knife, straight into my heart.
But this time, my hands are numb.
The first time I kiss him, by the lake in winter, I just feel that my face is hurt by the wind, and I have no other feeling.
I haven't slept with he Cong, but I've kissed him.
I think a lot and seldom leave my mind blank.
All of a sudden, my mind was blank and I didn't think about anything.
Because, his head suddenly to me, and then his lips will block my chattering mouth.
His ink eyes looked at me for a moment. Suddenly, I was a little flustered.
I'm talking about my miserable past, but it's like a comedy.
"What do you have in mind?" I sneered: "my first time was taken away by you, what else to pretend? Yes, I was married, but I didn't sleep with he Cong. Now I finally understand why I refused him, and he didn't force me to sell me to you at a high price. Virgins are more valuable. They can sell me at a high price. "
"Summer solstice, I'd like to see how casual you are?"
It turns out that sang Qi is a playboy, but only in vain.
"I just don't have bottoms." It's boring to talk about the bottom line in bed.
"Summer solstice." His voice came from the bottom of his throat, slightly murmuring, but with a provocative meaning: "I'm curious, what's the bottom line of a woman like you?"
I'm too calm, but he's not quite used to it.
It is estimated that I am the first woman in his same bed who is still so calm.
I'm at ease, but it depends on how long he can last.
He leaned over and went to bed, doing push ups with both hands, and then hung over me and looked at me.
"You don't think I dare?" He suddenly bent over to pick me up, kicked the door with his foot, and then took me to the bedroom and put me on the bed.
He picked a good-looking eyebrows, hook up one side of the lip, smile of people fascinated.
"Then sleep together!" I said to him with a smile, "please."
"But, this is my room, I choose a bed, change a bed, I can't sleep."
"You don't mean what you say, do you?" I sneer, holding the wall to go in, I like the atmosphere here: "this one."
"I have a lot of houses, but only this one I like to live in." He pressed the door of the house with his hand: "are you sure you want to live in this room?"
"You live here?" This time, I was surprised. I didn't expect that he would bring me to his house: "you have no house. This is the only one left?"
He leaned against the doorframe and looked at me meaningfully. "You're a good choice. This is my room."
When I saw a room with master temperament, and the furnishings and decoration were very manly, I pointed to this room: "it's it."
There is an elevator in this house. It's abnormal to the extreme.
Let me choose, I will choose, who is polite to him.
"You can choose which room you want upstairs." He pointed upstairs.
Luxury standard, villa, plus two service staff inside."Hello, little Sha." I looked into the kitchen. There was a busy figure in it.
He put me on the sofa and sat down. A gentle girl in her early twenties rushed to put on her slippers: "my name is Xiao Sha."
I'm not stingy with compliments: "yes, I like the tone of the gallery."
Compared with the villa last time, the decoration here is much higher. I like it better.
He followed, picked me up and walked into the gate.
"Oh, it's the same for me to raise me in another place. It's not for me anyway." I limped inside.
"This is one of my villas. You will live here in the future."
The original place is also very good, but I don't know why I want to change it.
"A change of place?" He helped me out of the car and looked around.
Drive to another luxury community, stop at the door of a villa.
He took me to the car, but it didn't go to my villa.
He is really narcissistic. He looks at his own flower.
He looked down at me and said, "do you pretend to be such a person to attract my attention?"
"I'm not one of those women."
He hummed coldly: "how many women want me to hold her."
"Put me down, I'm not lame." He's always hugging me.
He looked at me and then bent down to pick me up.
sang Qi came to pick me up personally. My leg was almost as good as before, but I was still a little lame.
I lay in the hospital for a few more days, and I was completely cured before I left the hospital.
Is he kind-hearted, or is he ashamed of me?
Don't sang Qi want children? Why can even children give up, just to make me comfortable?
But what the doctor said made me think.
Love fart, don't mention the word love.
"So Mr. sang loves you very much. He would rather have no children than see you suffer."
"He knows!"
I was a little surprised, looking at the doctor: "he did not know that with the drug, the child is gone?"
He Cong's premeditated flattery between me and him was an accident in sangqi's life.
Maybe, he's taking me in now, just curious about me and interested in me for a while.
I've always been a rational person. I need to know what I'm doing.