"Yuchen, I hope you can do what you say." After Zhuo Yarong finished speaking, she finally got out of the way.

Lu Yuchen glanced at Zhuo Yarong deeply and strode towards the villa.

He didn't have time to take care of the chaotic thoughts in his heart now, and Zhuo Yarong's words reminded him of that unbearable childhood......

Lu Yuchen forcibly suppressed the irritability in his heart, strode upstairs, pushed the door and walked into the bedroom, and saw the villain lying on the bed at a glance.

Tang Xinluo was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, frowning, looking extremely unstable.

So thin, so weak, pale without a trace of blood, and there were even undried tears on his palm-sized face.

She...... Crying?

His pupils contracted instantly, and Lu Yuchen walked quickly to the bed.

Seeing the needle inserted in the back of her hand, her cold eyes sank, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch her face.

The man's deep dark eyes looked at the villain on the bed for a moment, and his eyes changed color.

Until Zhang's mother's voice came from outside the door.

"Young master, Madame is gone."

"Hmm." He gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Young Master, Young Madam has had morning sickness since this morning. I didn't feel well all day today, basically what I ate and vomited. Originally, I asked the kitchen to boil white porridge for the young lady, and wanted her to eat some to cushion her stomach first, but the young lady insisted on waiting for you to come back to eat together, and she said that the young master explained before you went out, and you would come back to eat in the evening......"

Seeing that Lu Yuchen's face was getting more and more gloomy, Zhang's mother couldn't help but lower her voice, and she was almost inaudible when she said the last few words.

He closed his eyes, and a cold and hard voice came: "Take care of the young lady according to the doctor's instructions, tonight's incident is not allowed to reach the young lady's ears." ”

Zhang's mother nodded resignedly, the young master is a moody person, what she is most afraid of is when she sees his face pale.

"Young master, don't worry, I will explain it, and I won't let people chew the root of my tongue."

Zhang's mother retreated, and tonight the lady came over to have a quarrel with the young master, and there would be some rumors among the servants. She must hurry up to suppress it, and the future of the province will accidentally reach the ears of the young lady.

As for Lu Yuchen, he reached out and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, sat on the edge of the bed until the drip was finished, and personally pulled out the needle for Tang Xinluo, and then went to bed and hugged her to sleep together.

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Tang Xinluo slept extremely unsteadily all night.

At first, I felt cold and weak. In the second half of the night, I don't know who it was, so I put a big stove next to her.

It's not cold, but it's stuffy, and I always feel like I'm being pressed by something.

It's not easy for her to turn over slightly, there seem to be heavy objects on her chest and waist, and the feeling is similar to that of a ghost pressing a bed.

Turning over with difficulty, trying to get away from the furnace, a slender and powerful arm suddenly grabbed her thin waist and easily pulled her back again.

Can't sleep!

Tang Xinluo opened her eyes angrily, and was about to let someone take the stove away, when she saw a firm and tight muscle line, which almost made her dumbfounded.

Stretched out a finger and poked.

It's hard, and it's a bit resilient......

She suddenly realized what she was pressing under her fingers, it was a man's chest muscles, it was Lu Yuchen's......

The memories before the coma finally surfaced in his mind at this moment, and Tang Xinluo suddenly withdrew his fingers.

I don't know what I'm afraid of, it's obviously him who doesn't take care of it, but she suddenly doesn't want to face this man, she turns around weakly, and wants to continue pretending to sleep.

However, as early as she writhed desperately, the man holding her had already woken up.

watched her eyes open in a daze, watched her stupidly stretch out a finger to poke at her chest muscles, and watched her stunned on the spot.

The cold heart before falling asleep last night was suddenly softened by Tang Xinluo's series of small actions.

"Awake?" He suddenly got up and pressed her under him, his arms at her sides, and he looked at her condescendingly.