In Ning Jing and clean room, An Lan stared at Feng Yu in surprise. Her affectionate eyes and sincere concern were so strange. Is this still Feng Yu she knew?

An Lan frowned slightly, his breathing was shallow but with a hint of rapidity. A pair of eyes as lively as a deer showed deep suspicion.

She spoke tentatively with a solemn expression.

"Yes... did I do something wrong?"

It was still Feng Yu who wanted to punish her in another way. She felt uneasy and her heart tightened. She thought of the safety of her brother and father in an instant, and tears couldn't help but fall.

She choked and sobbed and begged for mercy.

"It's okay to treat me, please don't hurt my family, okay?"

The strong uneasiness surrounded An Lan. The more good Feng Yu was to her, the more panicked she became. She was afraid that this was equivalent to the pain she was about to suffer. The random thoughts in her mind had tortured her thoroughly, and her spiritual world was about to collapse.

It's right.

It was just a simple tone of concern that scared An Lan to such a look. Feng Yu was at a loss and didn't know how to comfort An Lan. This was what he was most not good at.

Unable to see An Lan crying, Feng Yu was unwilling to think, so he stretched out his big hands and hugged An Lan in his arms with great care.

"I'm sorry, it's because I didn't think carefully, I'm still too selfish, thinking about how to make up for you, but I forgot that you were hurt too deeply. It's because I'm not good, don't cry, okay, I will feel distressed."

Holding her beloved, she was once again surprised by her thin and weak body. A pregnant woman of 1.6 meters didn't have much flesh on her body. She could feel her bones by touching An Lan's skin. This was no longer thin.

It's not nutritious.

An Lan was frightened and had no time to hear Feng Yu’s self-blame. She was so scared that she could not control herself, afraid that she was in the tranquility before the storm, and would feel nervous and uneasy about when this peaceful day would pass.

Perhaps because of the baby, An Lan found that she seemed not as strong as she imagined. A little trivial matter would cause her to collapse. She closed her eyes in despair, and even endured the crying, not daring to cry out loud.

While crying, perhaps because she was tired, An Lan just leaned on Feng Yu's broad shoulder and fell asleep.

The tears at the corners of her eyes and the frowns from time to time made Feng Yu feel particularly pity.

He kissed An Lan's slightly red eyes lightly, covered her with a soft movement, and left the room with a very light pace.

"Oh~"

Walking out the door, Feng Yu sighed heavily, and a trace of sorrow appeared between his handsome eyebrows. He returned to his room to wash.

Seeing that the young master was filled with gloomy hostility, the maids respectfully and carefully avoided the young master.

"What happened to the young master? I have never seen him so depressed, and he looks so pitiful."

"I don't know, but it must have something to do with my wife."

Unable to suppress his curiosity, the two maids secretly started to discuss it in private.

night.

The cleaned Feng Yu quietly walked into An Lan's room. He moved lightly and carefully, hugging An Lan into his arms and lay flat with her.

With the bright moonlight, Feng Yu stared at An Lan greedily, looking at her cute sleeping face, only when she fell asleep would she be unaware of herself. Feng Yu felt a little bitter in his heart.

He gently scraped An Lan's slightly raised nose, his voice was very light, but it was mixed with a hint of helplessness and low voice, murmured.

"When will you trust me?"

......

In the early morning, dawn is coming.

On the cold floor, Mailinlin collapsed on the ground, and her eyes were breathing weakly.

After the men had fun, they left Mailinlin like they threw garbage and turned around and left.

early morning.

An Lan woke up very early because of hunger. She opened her sleepy eyes and was upset that she did not change last night and did not eat supper, so she felt so uncomfortable now.

"Yeah~"

An Lan made a sound uncomfortable.

After seeing the things around her, she was shocked to realize that she was actually being held in her arms by Feng Yu. She curled up and was instantly alert to check if Feng Yu showed signs of waking up.

Seeing that he was not moving, An Lan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was very thin, so she could easily leave Feng Yu's arms in her sleep, and she left the room with slight hands.

When I arrived at the restaurant, I found that the servants were not working yet, so I realized that I was really getting up too early. An Lan covered her hungry stomach, groaned and nipped her lip, thinking that she could also make simple food.

So, An Lan opened the refrigerator and looked at the rich ingredients, and was stuck in a difficult problem. What should he eat?

In fact, the chicken soup from yesterday was very delicious, but the Feng family has never had the habit of eating night meals, so yesterday's meal will definitely not exist today.

Suddenly, she noticed a casserole on the stove, which seemed to be warming on low heat.
Chapter completed!