Chapter 443 Do you like boys or girls?
"Okay, go pee!"
Song Shuran was extremely embarrassed. How could she possibly pee in this situation?
Song Shuran said cautiously: "Well, can you wait for me outside?"
Lu Jinghuai said nothing and turned away.
Song Shuran immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
After the problem was solved, Song Shuran didn't want to bother Lu Jinghuai anymore. She slowly stood up with one foot and pulled up her pants. She looked at the distance between the door and the toilet. It was not very far, so she should be able to walk out if she endured it.
She stepped forward with her injured foot, and as soon as her foot touched the ground, she felt a sharp pain. She grimaced in pain and quickly covered her mouth to prevent herself from making a sound.
But even though it was a subtle sound, Lu Jinghuai, who was waiting at the door, heard it clearly.
He pushed the door open and walked in. When he saw Song Shuran standing there, his expression became a little stern: "Why didn't you call me? Are you trying to be stubborn?"
"I... I thought I could..."
"What did you think? You knew you were going back to the old house today and you deliberately got yourself hurt, so you thought you wouldn't come, right?"
Song Shuran was stunned for a moment, and explained in a panic: "No, I didn't..."
Before she could finish her words, Lu Jinghuai bent down, picked her up, and walked straight towards the big bed.
"I'm sorry..." Song Shuran didn't know what to say except to apologize.
"Shushu, don't make me angry!"
"I understand. I won't do it again!"
Early in the morning, Lu Jinghuai called Song Shuran to get up. Song Shuran didn't sleep well last night and was a little reluctant to get out of bed.
"Let me sleep a little longer!"
Song Shuran, who was half asleep, spoke softly, and when her voice reached Lu Jinghuai's ears, it was like feathers falling on his heart, making him feel itchy and numb.
"Shushu, can you please wait until you finish burning incense before coming to sleep?" Lu Jinghuai rarely had the patience to call her to get up.
Shu Songran also knew when to stop, and dazedly sat up and looked at Lu Jinghuai: "I'll put on my clothes now!"
"I'll help you!"
Song Shuran froze when she heard what Lu Jinghuai said, but fortunately, Lu Jinghuai was really just changing her clothes. While changing her clothes, his eyes fell on her slightly protruding belly, and he reached out and gently stroked it: "Little one, do you hear your father calling you?"
Song Shuran stared blankly at the incredible scene.
"Shushu, will the baby move in your belly?"
This was the first time Lu Jinghuai asked about the child. Song Shuran shook her head slightly: "No, they are still young."
"I don't know if it's a boy or a girl!"
Song Shuran asked subconsciously: "Do you like boys or girls?"
"I like them all, if you gave birth to them!"
Song Shuran's face felt slightly hot, and she turned her head away without saying a word.
"Let's go!" After saying that, he carried Song Shuran towards the door.
Song Shuran put her arms around his neck, thought about it again and again, and finally mustered up the courage to speak: "Lu Jinghuai, can our wedding be kept secret?"
Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Lu Jinghuai's expression turned somewhat ugly. He said with a gloomy face: "What? Are you afraid of being seen?"
Song Shuran did not explain, but just repeated what she had just said: "Please, I don't want to be seen by the world, I..." As she spoke, tears began to fall.
She looked at Lu Jinghuai with tears in her eyes and said with a look of grievance: "I don't want the world to talk about our relationship!"
"Who dares to say?"
"I wouldn't dare to say it in front of you, but I will definitely tell you behind your back, Lu Jinghuai, please!"
Lu Jinghuai reached out and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks, saying softly, "Okay, stop crying!"
"Will you promise me?"
"Shushu, I can't agree to this!"
After hearing Lu Jinghuai's words, Song Shuran felt like she had fallen into an ice cave and her whole body was cold.
She could imagine what the scene would be like when her story became known to the world. She would probably become a rat crossing the street, hated by everyone and forced to live in the gutter.
Lu Jinghuai held her in his arms and walked through the long corridor towards the ancestral hall.
The outside was covered in white, which Song Shuran found a bit dazzling. She closed her eyes slightly, feeling bitter in her heart.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com