After hesitating for a while, Xingchen returned to the room by himself.

Feng Yu was not there, and Xingchen couldn't sleep, so he had to lie in the quilt and stare blankly.

I don’t know how long it took, but the door finally opened and I felt the position beside me suddenly sinking into it.

Xingchen did not move. After a few seconds, he felt Feng Yu lying in and reached out to hold her tightly in his arms.

The slightly cool lips had a faint smell of tobacco. He kissed her face gently, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xingchen, I love you."

Hearing these three words, Xingchen's eyes still turned red uncontrollably, and tears slowly slid down the corners of his eyes.

"Feng Yu..." Xingchen couldn't help but turn around and gently hug Feng Yu's waist, and said in a crying voice: "I don't want children anymore, I just want you."

She didn't want to make Feng Yu pier like this for the sake of her child.

"I woke you up?"

Hearing the sound of the stars, he spoke in annoyance.

"Feng Yu, we don't want children anymore."

Xingchen spoke again.

Feng Yu didn't know what was wrong with Xingchen, so he suddenly said such things, and did not continue to ask, and comforted him carefully.

"Okay, if you say no, we don't want it."

Xingchen nodded vigorously, crying and looking very pitiful.

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Although he didn't take medicine again, Feng Yu still cooked some medicinal food that couldn't taste delicious when cooking.

I thought it was for me to nourish myself, but I didn't care.

Until the day she accompanied Xiao Xingyun to go to the prenatal examination, she suddenly met Feng Yu in the hospital and walked into the obstetrics and gynecology department mysteriously.

She chased after her and realized that she was the one who could not have children.

Standing at the door of the doctor's office, Xingchen lost all his strength and could not say a word.

Feng Yu said that he would not get pregnant, but it was her who would not get pregnant.

For himself, Feng Yu could even dispel such panic.

This fool.

Xingchen returned home first, put the vegetables he bought in the mall into the kitchen, and found the recipe Feng Yuai used in the living room. After reading it for a long time, he rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen himself.

I never dealt with it. Seeing the things on the table, Xingchen was a little at a loss and didn't know where to start.

When Feng Yu came back, he smelled an indescribable smell in the living room, which was very unpleasant.

Frowning, he walked into the kitchen and saw that it seemed like an explosion. Feng Yu couldn't believe his eyes.

Xingchen took the initiative to cook today. Is there something wrong with his eyes?

After throwing the thing in his hand, Feng Yu immediately stepped forward, grabbed her hand, pulled her aside, and stared at her in surprise: "What are you doing?"

Xingchen blew the broken hair on his forehead, looking innocent: "I'm cooking for you, although it seems to be very bad..."

Feng Yu only saw clearly now that her injury was stuck with a hemostatic patch, as if she had cut it into her hand.

For a moment, Feng Yu, whether moved or angry, took the celery in her hand and threw it aside, pulled her to the living room with a cold face, and pressed her to sit on the sofa.

Feng Yu picked up her hand and checked it. The wound was a little deeper, and the anger came up for a moment.

"Who asked you to go into the kitchen?"

Feng Yu's voice suddenly rose high, Xingchen was startled and was so yelled that he didn't dare to speak.

She also felt sorry for him and wanted to make him a meal.

Who knew that cooking was not that easy, and I cut two fingers into it at the beginning.

Realizing that he was too excited, Feng Yu grabbed her hair and stared at her aggrieved face. He didn't say anything anymore and turned around.

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