Chu Weilan shook her head and then smiled at him: "By the way, I promised my grandfather to get pregnant within half a year. Do you think...when will it be better for us to prepare for pregnancy?"

Ji Yanzheng leaned over her neck and sniffed deeply, and his voice became hoarse: "Don't be so anxious, don't you have a movie appointment?"

Chu Weilan bit her lip and didn't say anything.

What she was worried about was not having a baby, but... In the face of her confession, the man never gave her a clear answer, so any of his actions might have been interpreted by her countless meanings.

So the panic in my heart did not decrease, but gradually intensified.

If I had known that she would have been better off not confessing, at least I would not have let myself be so passive, so...humble.

The man looked at her delicate face with a slightly weak and childish look and felt aroused, and picked her up horizontally and sent her to the big bed, and his long body also pressed down.

Chu Weilan soon welcomed the man's hot kiss. The entanglement on the tip of her tongue brought a suffocating sense of intimacy, which made her heart slightly sore.

She suddenly struggled for a moment, her face turned aside, and her breath was unstable: "No."

Ji Yanzheng gasped and turned her face back, his eyes darkened: "It's not as fast as you can when you cross the river and burn the bridge. As soon as the birthmark was removed, he planned to throw me aside?"

Chu Weilan opened her mouth, speechless.

"Also said I wanted to give birth to a baby for me, huh?" The man stared at her.

Chu Weilan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his voice was filled with anger: "Don't you want to have a child?"

"Life." Ji Yanzheng's voice became mute, "but not now."

...

Chu Weilan felt that he should be happy, at least he still had a strong interest in her body, which shows that she still has a chance, right?

She thought to herself in her heart.

After the end, the man reached out and took her into his arms.

"What did Xiao Ruilang say to you?" Ji Yan held her and suddenly asked softly.

Chu Weilan closed her eyes and was weak all over, but when she heard the man's question, she still cheered up and replied: "He said he had seen me before...and said that he wanted to thank me."

Ji Yanzheng's eyes were terrifyingly heavy.

Xiao Ruilang's perverse temperament could not intersect with the innocent and innocent Chu Weilan, and he could not be grateful to her.

Unless... it's really like Gu Yimo guessed.

Did Xiao Ruilang also guess something, so he found an opportunity to drug her?

"Yeah." After a while, he used his hand to thrust her long sweaty hair, and his voice hoarse, "I get it, go to bed."

Chu Weilan blinked her eyes, and the bitterness in her heart became stronger.

It's really different. If it were before, he would definitely be overbearing and ordering her not to pay attention to Xiao Ruilang anymore.

She would rather he be like before, even if his domineeringness and unreasonableness caused her to suffer a lot, at least... would make her feel that she was very important to him.

Chu Weilan suddenly felt unprecedented fatigue. She closed her eyes and stopped talking, looking like she was asleep.

Ji Yanzheng looked at her quiet sleeping face, and complex and difficult-to-distinguished thoughts flashed through her dull eyes.

Since she hasn't remembered everything that happened before she was nine years old, then... I hope she's lucky enough to never remember it.

...

In the middle of the night, Ji Yanzheng suddenly woke up.

He has always been very alert. Even in his sleep, he would wake up immediately as long as the outside world is a little more disturbing. But today, his awakening seems to be unreasonable.

The room was silent, the only thing that was wrong was...

His arms were empty, and his hands were reached aside, and the bed beside him was also empty.

Ji Yanzheng's heart was solemn that he turned over and sat up, and turned on the light with a snap.

The woman stood in front of the window with her back to him, wearing a nightgown, and looked extremely slender and thin.

Ji Yanzheng suddenly had a strange premonition.

He got out of bed, picked up his nightgown and put it on, and then spoke low: "Wei Lan."

The sound was also lightened to the extreme.

After a while, the woman finally turned around and the expression on her face seemed unusually strange.

"Who are you?" Her tone was soft and innocent, like a little girl who didn't know the world, but her eyes, which had always been clear and bright, had a little indescribable evil.

When the premonition came true, Ji Yanzheng calmed down instead.

"I am her husband." Ji Yanzheng said, staring into her eyes.

"She." The woman chewed the word, "You are very smart, knowing that I am different from her."

As she said that, she licked her lips and showed a confused smile, "I seem to... have been sleeping for a long time."

"Yes." Ji Yanzheng walked slowly towards her, "So, you can continue to sleep."

"But she needs me." Her voice was soft, but her tone was full of naturalness.

"No, she has me now." Ji Yanzheng said, "She doesn't need you anymore."

"If she didn't need me, I wouldn't have come out," the woman said. "I'll come out every time she's scared, guilty, and sad."

Fear, guilt, sad.

Ji Yanzheng remembered the paleness and resistance on the woman's face before going to bed, and suddenly clenched his fists.

What did he ignore?

"It's not that she needs you, it's that you are using her." Ji Yanzheng said in a deep voice, "You will scare her."

She giggled: "No. Did you know that she killed someone? I appeared at that time. She couldn't believe she killed someone, so she created me. I am different from her, I like blood."

As she said that, she licked her lips.

Ji Yanzheng's pupils contracted: "Chu Haocheng was also injured?"

"Yes." She tilted her head gently, "But I didn't mean it, I just wanted to see blood. But after she woke up, she was afraid of death. She was useless."

A pitiful figure seemed to appear in front of Ji Yanzheng's eyes.

His Adam's apple rolled and his voice sank: "You can go back."

"I don't want it. I haven't seen blood for a long time." She said dissatisfied, like a little girl who lost her temper because she had no candy.

Ji Yanzheng's heart moved. Chu Weilan's memory was nine years old when she was blocked, which means that her second personality may still maintain her mentality when she was nine years old. So, as long as Weilan's mind is firm, it may not be too difficult to eliminate this personality.

"You want to leave after seeing blood?" Ji Yanzheng stared at her.

"Yes." She showed an evil but childish smile, and raised her right hand like a treasure, "I have a knife."

The woman was indeed holding a sharp fruit knife in her hand. Just now, she kept hiding the knife in her nightgown.

Ji Yanzheng's expression remained unchanged: "Are you going to let me see blood?"

She looked at him seriously for a while and shook her head in disappointment: "No, I can't beat you."
Chapter completed!