Chapter 180 Ning Fengsheng, Do You Dislike Me?
"Did you bring the urn?"
"We're moving to a new house, shouldn't we take her with us? She's afraid of the dark like you..."
Ning Fengsheng's eyes became even more moist. Was this bone china box the most valuable luggage he had on him when he was fleeing?
"The young master took the safe containing everything related to Miss Ning, so he naturally couldn't leave the young lady behind." Moss used a feather duster to sweep the dust on the fireplace, which was not there. "The young master said that no matter where we go, the family must be neat and tidy."
Ning Fengsheng discovered that he was incontinent and his eyes would be filled with tears at any time.
"Ning Fengsheng, wherever you are, that's our home." His face was arched against her neck. "Even if you run away to the ends of the earth, I will chase you!"
"Are we going to settle down in Country Z?"
"Don't you like Country Z?" Nanchuan Shijue thought she liked this place, so she fled here.
"I like it, but I'm afraid that Master Nanchuan will find us."
"Are you scared?" Nanchuan Shijue hugged her tightly, "Ning Fengsheng, as long as you are by my side, any danger will come, and I will rush to your front immediately to protect you."
Ning Fengsheng closed her eyes deeply, but she didn't want anything to happen to anyone.
She forced back her tears and fumbled with the picture frame with her fingers: "This painting doesn't look like her. I dreamed about her before... The little girl had blue eyes, the same color as you."
"It's black."
"blue."
"black!"
"It's really blue, and it doesn't look like me, but it does look a bit like you." Ning Fengsheng didn't lie. She even dreamed about the baby in her belly last night.
"..." Nanchuan Shijue frowned even tighter, "Ning Fengsheng, are you just trying to piss me off? He clearly looks like you!"
"I was just telling you what I dreamed about... What if he really looks like you, and you can't accept it?" Ning Fengsheng's words were full of temptation.
She was very afraid that what would happen if the baby didn't look like her after it was born, or if it was a boy? Nanchuan Shijue would be greatly disappointed.
The reason he liked Nan Chuan Sheng so much was based on the premise that she was a baby girl like Ning Feng Sheng.
"I don't accept it!" Nanchuan Shijue was furious. Apart from Ning Fengsheng's face, he couldn't imagine that the child would look like anything else.
Not to mention looking like him!
"Let me assume that Nanchuan Sheng...is a boy. Does that mean you won't like her anymore? Do you only want girls?" Ning Fengsheng asked out of concern.
"I've read that gender test form countless times, Ning Fengsheng, are you going to piss me off to death?!"
How come it's a boy? His daughter, why would they assume she's a boy for no reason?!
"Master, all you want is a girl." Moss said with a smirk.
Ning Fengsheng actually knew that when she was pregnant with Nanchuan Sheng, Nanchuan Shijue was particularly obsessed with gender.
Even on the day he went to test the baby's gender, he was too scared to look at the results.
"Okay, okay, Nanchuan Sheng looks like me. She's a girl with black eyes. Did you draw this yourself?"
"Yeah." The man's voice was dull.
"Do you still want a child?" Ning Fengsheng asked hesitantly.
"don't want."
Ning Fengsheng was puzzled, why didn't you want it anymore?!
"Shengsheng...having you is enough for me." Nanchuan Shijue's voice became even hoarser, "I swear, I will never force you to have a child again."
Even though he wanted it so badly, he never dared to be greedy again, because the consequence of being greedy would be losing her too.
Ning Fengsheng's heart warmed. She put the photo frame back and snuggled in his arms, twisting the tie on his chest with her small hands. "So you still want it, but only if it's a girl."
"You know and you're still asking?!"
"You hate boys?" She had never cared about his feelings before, and had never asked him why.
"I'll be jealous." Nanchuan Shijue said frankly, "Ning Fengsheng, you have to love me more, otherwise I'll be jealous of him taking your love away!"
Ning Fengsheng was speechless, and his reason was the same as Master Nanchuan's.
"This is the curse of the Nanchuan family," he laughed bitterly, "damned paranoia, a curse etched in our genes!"
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
"Then I will love you even more. I believe you will love the child and become a qualified father." Ning Fengsheng stretched out his hand and hugged him tightly.
Nanchuan Shijue froze, lowered his eyes to stare at her face and said, "That brat is extremely possessive. He will compete with me. After all, he has inherited paranoid disorder... If you love me more, he will be jealous!"
"Will he be jealous? When you were little, would you compete with Master Nanchuan for your mother's love?"
"There's no need to fight for it. She never loved him at all." Nanchuan Shijue said disdainfully.
That’s right.
"Will girls inherit this disease?"
"Won't."
really……
She buried her face in his chest and rubbed it. Regardless of gender, they were both gifts from God.
If it's a boy, she can still give him another girl. The future is so long...
The baby's gender can be determined at 4 months old.
I will tell him the news of my pregnancy when the time comes. Whether it will be a surprise or a shock will be decided by God!
…
A month later, the bathroom was filled with steam.
Nanchuan Shijue, with a passionate heat all over his body, hugged Ning Fengsheng from behind, who had just finished showering and whose skin was glowing an alluring pink.
Wet kisses fell on her delicate neck and went all the way down.
Ning Fengsheng's body suddenly stiffened, as if he was burned by a branding iron, and he jumped back as if he had been electrocuted!
She hurriedly grabbed the towel and wrapped it around herself. She had clearly locked the door: "Nanchuan Shijue, when did you come in?"
"Shengsheng. I think..."
"The smell on you is too strong...it makes me dizzy..."
The air was filled with his usual, refreshing and expensive fragrance.
Nanchuan Shijue frowned and held her chin: "What's that strong smell? Ning Fengsheng, do you dislike me?"
"No, I just..."
The light cast a shadow in his eyes. He leaned over to kiss her, but was pushed away by Ning Fengsheng again.
This was the seventh time this month. Every time he grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her deeply, wanting to get more intimate, she would turn her head and push him away like avoiding rotten seafood.
"You go out first. I took too long in the shower... I'm a little short of oxygen."
Nanchuan Shijue frowned and stared at her pale face.
Damn it, what does she want to do by looking like she's about to throw up?!
Nanchuan Shijue was filled with an unrelieved anger!
During this month, he had put every effort into pleasing her, and she was so well behaved that even he was surprised.
Wasn't your performance good enough? Didn't you deserve a meat reward?
Nanchuan Shijue stormed out of the bathroom, passing the dressing mirror. He stopped abruptly, ripped open his custom-made shirt, and sniffed his armpits. "Moss, do I stink?"
Moss dropped the silver cigar cutter in his hand to the ground in shock: "Master, what are you talking about?"
"Do I smell bad? Last week I said I had a migraine, the day before yesterday I pretended to be asleep, and today I look like I'm about to throw up!"
His scarlet eyes were reflected in the mirror—the noble Lord of Nanchuan was actually despised to this extent by his own woman.
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