She was already pregnant with his baby, but in his eyes, she was still the child who loved watching cartoons.

Lu Jingchi seemed to notice something and turned to look at her.

"Don't like to see it?" He stretched out his hand, touched her face, and brushed the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.

Jiang Lan came back to his senses, smiled, nodded, and said: I like it.

She hurriedly turned to watch TV, raised her hand to touch her cheek, and felt the cold liquid.

The cell phone next to him kept ringing, once every ten minutes.

After two episodes, he still picked up the phone and answered the call.

Xia Yan's voice came from the mobile phone: "Where are you?"

"at home."

Xia Yan was choked up by these two words. The word 'home' sounded so ironic that it pierced Xia Yan's heart like a thorn.

"At home, what does this place mean to me? A hotel?" Xia Yan's voice was choked with sobs. God knows, every time he said he was at home, she would feel jealous and angry when she heard the word home.

Lu Jingchi frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

"Didn't you promise me that you wouldn't go back to see her for a month? Why did you go back on your promise?" Xia Yan's voice was already filled with tears.

The TV was so loud that Jiang Lan couldn't hear the voice on the phone, but from Lu Jingchi's tone, she could tell that he was on the phone with Xia Yan.

He sighed silently: "We'll talk about it after you get better."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without giving Xia Yan a chance to speak.

He threw down his cell phone and continued to watch cartoons with Jiang Lan.

He watched it very seriously. Even if he didn't like it, he would still watch it with her seriously and would not do anything else.

Jiang Lan knew that only when he was in a good mood would he patiently accompany her to do boring things.

At this moment, he and he in the club seemed to be two different people. He was so indifferent to her a second ago, and now he is back to watch cartoons with her.

He has always been so uncertain.

Although he treats her as a child who has not grown up, she still covets this false tenderness every time.

She rested her head on his shoulder and smelled the smell of his body. It was the smell of his clothes. Every time she washed the clothes, she would add gardenia-scented softener to them.

What he wore were clothes she washed.

Lu Jingchi raised his hand, rubbed her head, and naturally held her in his arms.

Jiang Lan nestled in his arms, listening to his heartbeat and smelling the familiar smell. For a moment, she really wanted to tell him.

I am pregnant.

We have a child.

Will you like him?

...

Jiang Lan closed her eyes and tears fell silently.

She knew very well that he wouldn't.

Tears fell on his clothes and wet his chest.

He lowered his head and asked softly: "Why are you crying again? Because of Si Ning's matter?"

Jiang Lan raised her hand to wipe her tears and shook her head.

He lifted her chin and kissed her lips, "As long as you obey and don't see her again, I won't embarrass her."

Jiang Lan pursed her lips and did not express her position.

He kissed her lips again, kissed her and fell on the sofa. Jiang Lanca suddenly woke up.

She grabbed his hand.

Lu Jingchi paused slightly and looked at her in confusion.

Jiang Lan raised her hand and said, "I'm here to be my aunt."

His dark pupils stared at her, and after a while, he spoke hoarsely, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Jiang Lan: I'm sorry.

He closed his eyes and calmed down for a while, then took a deep breath and sat up.

Jiang Lan noticed that his expression was not kind, so he gestured: I, I will help you.

He glanced at her waving fingers.

In this regard, he taught Jiang Lan very well and she knew everything.
Chapter completed!