22 Female Supporting Role 22

◎I will soon be pregnant with Yan Mei's child.◎

The woman who was filtering tea with a tea strainer looked over when she heard the sound.

The aroma of tea gradually filled the small space. A light sniff filled the stomach with the fragrance.

The man opposite took off his glasses, his hair was neatly trimmed, revealing his deep black eyes. His lips seemed to be wetted by the heat, making them look even redder and thinner.

The interwoven colors of white, black and red, through the white mist, make the expressionless face look even colder.

It does give me some of Lu Jing's feelings.

In fact, Fu Hanzhi and Lu Jing do not look alike. The former is more gentle and handsome, with soft and gentle facial features, while the latter has three-dimensional and deep facial features, revealing a bit of sharpness and indifference.

The only similarity is probably that they both have a pair of phoenix eyes.

Lu Jing's eyes were dark and cold. Fu Hanzhi usually had a smile in his eyes and wore glasses. Now without the obstruction of the lenses, that similar sharp feeling shone directly at him.

Su Yanmei raised her eyes to look, then continued to busy herself with her own things without any haste.

There was no heating in the tea room. She was wearing a purple lambskin coat and her long hair was draped over her shoulders. Every move she made was full of elegance.

The tea aroma became stronger and stronger. The tea soup poured into the white porcelain cup was golden in color, clear and bright. Su Yanmei gestured "please", and Fu Hanzhi glanced at her calmly, then picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Compared to his previous rough method of putting tea leaves in and brewing directly with hot water, the tea brewed by Su Yanmei has a mellow and sweet taste, a lingering sweetness at the bottom of the throat, and a very special aroma.

"It smells good," he said.

The woman sitting opposite smiled slightly, holding a cup of tea, revealing her white wrists as white as snow. Without any ornaments, they were comparable to the most exquisitely crafted works of art.

She squinted her eyes and sipped tea comfortably. Her pink lips were moistened by the tea and then gently pressed by the rim of the cup, like buds gradually blooming and turning a bright red color.

The person involved was completely unaware of her natural charm and even stuck out her tongue to lick her wet lips.

That bright red tongue was so agile that one couldn't help but imagine licking it on one's fingers. It seemed to be seducing, yet it didn't seem to be seducing at all. Fu Hanzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of interest in them.

He was so engrossed in admiring the woman's beauty that he even forgot to drink the tea in his hand.

"Mr. Fu, is the tea delicious?"

Fu Hanzhi took a sip of the warm tea, lowered his eyes and smiled, "It tastes good."

"Friends should always exchange gifts. I invited Mr. Fu to tea today, so next time, Mr. Fu must treat me."

The woman's voice is soft and catchy to begin with, and now the ending tone rises, with a natural coquettishness.

Her attitude was too natural and her behavior was too dignified, but that subtle seduction seemed to be everywhere.

The air seemed to be ignited with such an enchanting and sweet scent, emitting a faint heat.

Fu Hanzhi subconsciously wanted to push up his glasses, but when his fingers touched the bridge of his nose, he realized that his glasses had been taken off long ago.

He lowered his eyebrows, then curved his lips into a smile: "I don't have the tea-making skills of Miss Su."

Su Yanmei turned the teacup in her hand and said, "Making tea is just like mixing a cocktail. It's not difficult for Mr. Fu."

"Okay." Fu Hanzhi seemed to be convinced, with a smile in his voice, "Then I'll trouble Teacher Su."

The man blinked and said with a playfulness that was not suitable for his age: "If it doesn't taste good next time, it's all because of Teacher Su's teachings."

Su Yanmei laughed and scolded: "Then I don't have a student like you."

The two of them were talking and laughing happily.

The hot and dry atmosphere just now was diluted, and there was more verbal flirting and a hint of indescribable ambiguity.

After exiting the role of being seduced, Fu Hanzhi picked up his glasses from his hand and put them on again. It seemed as if all the danger and oppression had been put away, and he transformed himself into the elegant, polite and graceful Professor Fu.

There was a warm smile in his eyes, and his tone became gentler: "Ms. Su's performance far exceeded my expectations."

"Then I can go now." Su Yanmei was called up at the last minute, and she hadn't finished the game level yet.

Fu Hanzhi nodded.

The woman stood up gracefully. Seeing him sitting there in a serious manner, she really had some of Lu Jing's restraint and abstinence. She smiled and said, "Don't forget my tea."

Without waiting for him to speak, Su Yanmei pushed open the sliding door of the tea room and walked out gracefully.

After she walked away, Fu Hanzhi seemed to come back to his senses. He recalled her enchanting snake-like swaying figure and those words with implicit teasing. He couldn't help but adjust his glasses and smiled.

He is quite brave.

Dare to use the same tricks on him that you used to seduce Lu Jing.

He shook his head, smiled to himself, picked up the cold cup of tea on the table, and drank it all in one gulp. The rich fragrance of tea seemed to still linger on his nose.

*

Fu Hanzhi was the head of the research institute, usually busy with experiments and rarely seen. However, he also paid attention to Su Yanmei's research and occasionally invited her to conduct practical exercises.

During this period, Zhong Ran, who had stayed in the research institute for a week due to intermittent bleeding due to miscarriage, finally returned to the villa.

He had lost a lot of weight, and his face was so pale that even his honey-colored skin couldn't hide it. He pressed his big hands on his abdomen and walked very slowly, as if he was in great pain.

For Zhong Ran, these seven days were simply purgatory.

He started to feel stomach cramps, and the pain was so severe that he couldn't even stand up. He could only watch as large amounts of bright red blood oozed out with his trembling legs.

It felt like someone had stabbed a knife into his stomach, and it kept spinning in pain.

In the few days after the gestational sac was expelled, bleeding oozed from below from time to time, and the color changed from the original bright red to brown, and I had intermittent contractions in my stomach.

He stayed alone in that snow-white, empty room. When he was in the most pain, he would keep calling Su Yanmei's name.

He had heard others say that Su Yanmei had been here.

On the day he miscarried.

But she didn't come again for the next week.

Zhong Ran didn't blame her.

He knew that she was still angry and didn't understand him, but in the future, Yan Mei would understand him and forgive him.

Because they had not reconciled before and the pregnancy had not been confirmed, Su Yanmei showed her concern for him, which made Zhong Ran very confident in her feelings for him.

Even if there are some temporary disagreements now, Yan Mei has him in her heart and they will eventually reconcile.

With this thought in mind, and thinking about meeting Su Yanmei soon, Zhong Ran's pale handsome face showed a slight smile. The dull pain in his abdomen was almost ignored by him, and his steps unconsciously quickened.

As soon as I entered the villa, I heard the boy's coquettish voice from the living room in front.

"Yan Mei, eat another one."

"Sister, please~"

Then, he made a humming sound as if he was holding something in his mouth, with obvious sucking and panting sounds, as if he was kissing.

Zhong Ran walked in.

On the sofa, the young man was holding the woman's face and kissing her passionately. As their lips and tongues intertwined, the crushed bright red flesh of the fruit was faintly visible.

Rong Xing kissed her passionately and passionately, and with a curl of his tongue, he swallowed all the remaining flesh of the cherry tomato into his mouth.

The woman's fair face turned red from his kisses.

Rong Xingyin couldn't help but kiss her on the lips again: "Sister, you smell so good."

He hugged her waist and pressed himself completely against her, sighing with satisfaction, as if he didn't want to be apart for even a moment.

This week, there were many more tasks to transport important supplies in the base, so he had little time to spend with Yan Mei.

He was almost overwhelmed by the longing for Yan Mei. He finally came back early today and brought some cherry tomatoes. He acted cute and coquettishly and finally coaxed Yan Mei to play the "fruit game" with him.

A man and a woman were so close together, just like a pair of lovers. Such a dazzling scene almost made Zhong Ran's stomach ache. He endured the pain and wanted to walk over quickly.

The obvious sound of footsteps attracted the two people hugging each other on the sofa to look over.

When he saw Zhong Ran, Rong Xingyin showed no expression. On the contrary, he deliberately leaned his head against Su Yanmei's neck and smiled provocatively.

Zhong Ran's face was filled with rage, like a man-eating lion, and he was about to drag Rong Xing away.

There was even lightning in his hands.

The next moment, Lu Jing, whose spiritual tentacles easily covered the entire villa, appeared silently in the corridor on the second floor and interrupted his lightning with his wind ability.

"Zhong Ran, this is a personal matter. Using offensive abilities is not allowed within the base."

The young man's expression was cold. "If you have any objections, you can leave the base."

Zhong Ran's eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his fists tightly, not releasing his supernatural powers again.

The young man in front pretended to be scared and hid in Su Yanmei's arms. The woman touched his hair and comforted him softly.

Such gentle scenes appeared in his mind one by one like slides, and Zhong Ran's eyes were so red that they almost bled.

That all belongs to him.

The whole body seemed to emanate an aura of pain and death, revealing despair. The man lowered his head, his slightly long hair covering his eyebrows and eyes. He asked in a deep voice: "Yan Mei, why?"

"We've broken up."

"I'm single now, isn't it normal to be in contact with others?"

Su Yanmei looked at him with doubt in her eyes, as calmly as if she was looking at an unrelated person.

Zhong Ran couldn't believe it and couldn't accept it. He took two steps back unconsciously. The pain from his abdomen seemed to spread to every part of his body, and he bent over in pain.

The tears in her eyes fell drop by drop on the shiny tiles.

"Just because of a child...we can obviously have another one in the future..." He muttered to himself, with a rare look of confusion.

Rong Xingyin hid in Su Yanmei's arms. After hearing these words, he turned his head and revealed his innocent face: "How could Brother Zhong say that?"

"That was Yan Mei's long-awaited child, yet you aborted her without caring. You didn't want Yan Mei's child, but there are plenty of people who do."

As he spoke, he touched his belly with satisfaction, a shy smile on his face: "Maybe I will soon be pregnant with Yan Mei's child."

Realizing what Rong Xing meant, Zhong Ran opened his eyes wide, and his already pale face lost all its color. Because of his excitement, his abdomen was in unbearable pain, and blood began to seep faintly from below.

Bright red blood seeped through the cloth and dripped onto the floor.

Rong Xingyin pretended not to see it, and put his face against Su Yanmei's with a happy look: "Thank you, Brother Zhong, for giving me the opportunity."

"I am very happy with Yan Mei now."

"Yan Mei also said that she would take responsibility for me once I got pregnant."

"I want to give Yan Mei a daughter."

"When we get married, we will invite Brother Zhong to attend the ceremony."

Those shy words were like sharp thorns growing out of beautiful memories, piercing him and making him bleed.

That should have belonged to him——

And Yan Mei's daughter...

Marry Yan Mei...

Both his body and mind suffered a huge blow. Zhong Ran's vision became blurred and he fainted from the pain.