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Han Siyu: "Why do I become more and more strange the more I think about it? Have you lied to me for time?" In the past, she would never call her husband if she beat her to death. Even if she really did something wrong, she still took the initiative to admit that she had done something wrong and kept calling her husband.

Hanyu immediately narrowed her eyes and leaned into his arms: "That's right."

Han Siyu looked at the kiss marks on Han Yu's tender neck: "Yu'er, are we getting married?"

Han Yute was very refreshing this time: "Yes."

In order to prevent her from remorseing: "I am not allowed to remorse this time, I have to start preparing."

Hanyu: "I understand."

Han Siyu: "Also, you must not be so willful and ignorant in the future. I am also for your own good. I only have you in the whole world."

The wedding, which has been delayed for months and months, was finally scheduled for the 28th of next month.

There is still more than a month to prepare for him.

Hanyu has been very happy every day since that day, hoping that there will be another little life in her and Han Siyu that belongs to her and Han Siyu. However, as time passes day by day, her and Han Siyu's wedding date is approaching, but there is no news.

Han Siyu likes to look at Hanyu every morning when he wakes up. As soon as Han Yu wakes up, he feels disgusting in his stomach. He turns over from Han Siyu's arms and runs to the bathroom. Han Siyu hurriedly follows him. Han Yu wants to vomit but can't. Han Siyu feels distressed when he sees it: "How about it, do you want to ask the doctor to see it?"

Speaking of the doctor, Hanyu hurriedly refused. Every time he either received an injection or took medicine: "It's nothing, maybe he had eaten the wrong thing."

Han Siyu helped her out of the bathroom: "You said, do you think I don't know these days? When I was away, you ate pitifully. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Hanyu fell on the bed all of a sudden, feeling very tired.

Han Siyu squatted beside the bed and stroked Han Yu Baixian's cheek: "Yu'er, what's wrong? I'd better ask the doctor to come and see it."

Hanyu: "No, I think it must be because I have eaten more complicatedly these days, so my stomach can't stand it."

Han Siyu stroked Hanyu's forehead with distress. He felt a strange feeling in his heart. He couldn't rest assured, so he called the doctor to check.
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