The hand hanging by the side of his leg curled up, staring at Yuan Jiang Cangqi's little face for a long time, and finally Bo Heng sighed helplessly.
The dean left very tactfully, muttering in his heart that Mr. Bo was too steady and didn't even show it when his wife was pregnant.
Yuan Jiang only felt a heavy pain in her lower abdomen. After sleeping for a long time, the pain disappeared completely. She opened her eyes in a daze and met Bo Heng's dark and complex eyes.
"Does it still hurt?" Bo Heng sat beside her, his eyes dark and narrow, long black pupils bloodshot. He had been guarding Yuan Jiang, never leaving her side. Now that he saw her wake up, his nervous heart finally settled back into his stomach.
Yuan Jiang blinked, her long, cascading hair scattered all over her body. She sat up with a grimace on her face, reached out to Bo Heng, and frowned pitifully, "It still hurts a little, I need you to hold me."
Bo Heng stared at her with his deep black eyes. He didn't dare to put his arm around her waist, so he could only hold her shoulders and press her into his arms.
"Old man, what's wrong with me?" She lay clinging to him, her voice soft and tender, with a hint of grievance, going straight into Bo Heng's heart.
Bo Heng buried his head in the crook of her fragrant neck, his Adam's apple sliding slowly, his voice a little hoarse: "Wife, you are pregnant."
"What!?" She has a little vixen?!
Yuan Jiang's body suddenly stiffened. She pushed Bo Heng away and carefully touched her flat abdomen.
Bo Heng, who was pushed away by her unexpectedly, changed his expression. His thin lips were pursed into a straight line, his expression became more and more gloomy, and his bony fingers were clenched into fists.
Before we even had children, my wife cared more about them.
Yuan Jiang's beautiful fox eyes sparkled as she grabbed Bo Heng's hand and placed it against her belly: "Honey, we're having a baby, come and feel it."
Seeing her happy expression, Bo Heng couldn't be happy no matter what. However, he couldn't bear to spoil her fun, so he touched her twice perfunctorily.
It's just an embryo, what's there to touch?
But my wife’s belly is soft, her skin is smooth, and she smells good.
Bo Heng couldn't help but curl his lips upwards again, but his brows were still furrowed.
It’s not that he doesn’t like children, especially the one he and Yuan Jiang share. But whenever he thinks that a child will monopolize Yuan Jiang in the future and that Yuan Jiang will love the child more than him, he becomes jealous and afraid.
Yuan Jiang vaguely sensed that something was wrong with Bo Heng. In the past, Bo Heng always liked to cling to her and ask for kisses, as if he had a skin hunger and didn't want to be separated from her for a moment. But today, he was silent.
She looked up in shock, but her eyes were suddenly stabbed.
She saw the redness in Bo Heng's eyes.
"Bo Heng, you, don't want a baby?" Yuan Jiang suddenly remembered that Bo Heng had said before that he didn't want a child. The joy on his little face gradually disappeared, and his brows furrowed.
I didn't take any precautions beforehand, so this pregnancy was really an accident.
"It's not that I don't want it." Bo Heng denied. He was unsure.
Bo Xiaozhuo and Chen Zhuyun failed to be good parents, causing Bo Heng to grow up in a deformed environment. He didn't quite understand how to treat a child who was born with his and his lover's blood, and he didn't want anyone to take away Yuan Jiang's love for him.
It's all his fault for not taking any measures and having a child.
Bo Heng wanted to go back in time and slap his old self hard a few times. Why was he in such a hurry?
Yuan Jiang raised her lips and smiled, leaning softly into Bo Heng's arms, and gently coaxed: "Why is that?"
Bo Heng was silent for a moment, lowered his eyes to look at Yuan Jiang in his arms, and held her delicate little hand. He was afraid that after he expressed his inferior thoughts, Yuan Jiang would look at him as if he were an alien.
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