"You're right, I shouldn't be infected by the not-so-good memories. The most important thing at the moment is not me, but Chun-hee. How can we help her get through this hurdle and make the arrival of this child a happy event instead of a tragedy! ”

Without a trace, he took a deep breath, and the calm Bo Jinghan who was usually calm was back.

She lowered her head and habitually twisted her hair with the tips of her fingers, while saying frankly: "Seriously, in just a few hours from knowing that Chun-hee is pregnant, I have never been so relaxed as I am now. Ayan, thank you for your willingness to listen to my confession and appeal...... Actually, sometimes, I really feel like a priest, a priest who can read me, a priest who can make me confess, a priest who can comfort me and make me feel relieved—"

"Shh

Without waiting for Bo Jinghan's words to continue, Lu Yan's fingers pressed against her lips.

Rise.

Their eyes met again.

Bo Jinghan looked at himself in the dark pupils, only opened his mouth slightly, but forgot to speak. It was as if the fingers he pressed against her lips had really become muted notes, suppressing all her voices deep in her throat.

"Are you sure I'm a priest? Jinghan, I remember, when we first met, you still thought of me as a hooligan! After that, I was also used by you as a punching bag, an opponent, an ally, and a father to my children...... And now you've given me another identity, Father?! ”

Lu Yan's deep voice swirled in Bo Jinghan's ears.

The hot and familiar breath followed his closeness and closeness, spraying on her cheeks, hair, earlobes, and even the pinna.

It's tickling, and it seems to be deliberately bewitching her.

Bo Jinghan couldn't help but reach out and scratch her ears, but Lu Yan grabbed her wrist, retreated, and pressed her on the sofa.

"Yikes!"

Bo Jinghan, who was caught off guard by Lu Yan, couldn't help it and screamed in a low voice.

But as soon as he raised his eyes, Lu Yan's angular and handsome face was presented in front of him at hand.

The phoenix eyes raised are majestic and domineering, but they are gentle, and there is a faint evil spirit, looking at her honestly, as if the light in those eyes can be reflected in her heart, and at the same time she is in her eyes.

"Whether it's a boyfriend, a punching bag, an ally, a priest, as long as you need it, I can always be what you want. When you want to be spoiled, when you want to be warm, I am your haven, your man. When you're angry, when you need to vent your anger, I don't mind being a punching bag for you, as long as you don't hurt your hands. When the united front is united, I will be your partner, your ally, and stand side by side with you. When it comes to appeals and confessions, I am your best listener, your priest! So--my thin kitten, let me take a good look, look at you now, where do you put me, the priest? Over here? Over here? Or ......"

Supporting the weight of her body with one hand, Lu Yan was very careful and did not overwhelm her because she injured one arm and couldn't move at the moment.

He bowed his head and kissed her.

The warm flap of her lips rested on her forehead and then to her eyes.

At each pause, he would ask again.

Let the gentle kiss go all the way down and finally fall on her chest: "I know, I should live here now?" ”

A mellow voice, dyed with magical .......

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