Shen Jichuan suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.
She really did notice something.
Even though she felt very uncomfortable, she still thought of him.
"Wen Qiao, I... I might just be tired. I don't mean I don't want to sleep with you."
Wen Qiao suddenly threw off the covers, glaring at him with her almond-shaped eyes, "Then come up here and sleep."
"You weren't like this before. The way you look at me now is so unfamiliar. Do you think I'm stupid just because I'm young? Do you think I can't tell?"
The Wenqiao in front of me is so fresh, vibrant, and full of energy.
His heart, which he thought he could control, began to pound uncontrollably.
Wen Qiao? May I have you for a short time?
He wanted to ask, but he didn't know what reason or tone to use.
As if possessed, Shen Jichuan ended up in Wen Qiao's bed.
Not only did he go to bed, but he also felt guilty and had slept with Wen Qiao, feeling very guilty.
Wen Qiao thought that Shen Jichuan must still love her.
He once said that one can only have physical desire for someone if one loves them.
He still has feelings for her.
Exhausted and languid, Wen Qiao reached out and hugged Shen Jichuan's strong arm.
"The way you looked when you first came back was really worrying. I thought you had found a woman you liked outside."
Shen Jichuan scooped Wen Qiao up and held her in his arms, pressing her entire body against his chest.
"No, there will be no one else now or in the future."
"Wen Qiao, thank you."
Wen Qiao smiled and said, "Why are you thanking me? You're such a strange person, always saying thank you to me."
Shen Jichuan didn't explain, but he tightened his grip on Wen Qiao even more.
He kept saying sorry in his heart. He was sorry to Wen Qiao, and he was also sorry to Shen Jichuan in this life.
How should we approach this?
In his past life, he slept with his wife in this life...
If he is the same person in both his past and present lives, does that mean Wen Qiao is indirectly his wife?
Thinking about it this way, Shen Jichuan seemed to have found a very good reason for himself.
Wen Qiao murmured, "I'm so sleepy, I want to go to sleep."
She hadn't slept well since she knew Shen Jichuan was coming back that night. When he finally returned, she was still anxious and worried that something might have happened to him, and she seemed very emotional.
Now, they are sleeping together, and his unrestrained demands are leaving Wen Qiao physically and mentally exhausted.
Soon, he fell into a deep sleep.
While holding Wen Qiao, Shen Jichuan had a beautiful dream he had never dared to hope for.
It was a very pleasant dream.
Shen Jichuan knew that this was ultimately just a dream, and he gave himself seven days.
For the past seven days, he has said nothing and asked nothing, staying with Wen Qiao, taking care of the children, and looking at the poor little Sanbao. He is more certain than anyone else.
This child must be the child he had with Wen Qiao in his previous life.
However, Wen Qiao was unable to give birth to the child.
Poor Wen Qiao, and even more so Xiao Sanbao.
After a brief seven days, Shen Jichuan opened the heavy little box.
After looking at the contents of the box, Wen Qiao was so shocked that she didn't know what to say.
"I've prepared everything."
“The Dr. Huo you contacted before seemed very reliable. Wen Qiao, this is my plan: you take your third child abroad for treatment.”
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