Even if she is being selfish, she really hopes that she can have a baby of Nangong Young Emperor...
For the first time, I'm glad that I have 0328's body instead of Xia Qianchen's, because only then can I have a chance of getting pregnant.
The more Xia Qianchen thought about it, the sweeter her heart became. Looking at Nangong Young Emperor's tired sleeping face, she felt courageous and heartbroken...
Soft lips kissed his long eyelashes.
Xia Qianchen found the gift box among the scattered clothes.
After taking it apart, she carefully put the watch on Nangong Young Emperor's wrist...
As soon as I put on the chain belt, my body suddenly froze.
Xia Qianchen raised her head in surprise.
After waking up, Nangong Young Emperor pressed her hands and continued the crazy rhythm.
Xia Qianchen was really in pain: "The last time, okay?"
In fact, there was no communication between them during the entire love/love process, and she was not sure whether he understood her.
But after the affair ended, Nangong Young Emperor finally slowly withdrew from her body.
A lot of turbidity was brought out together...
The extremely lustful atmosphere in the room.
Xia Qianchen was afraid that the child would run away, so she put a pillow on it and tilted her buttocks slightly.
This move was something Young Emperor Nangong told her before...
Wrong, tell "Xia Qianchen"!
There was a hint of loneliness in her eyes, the big bed was shaking, Nangong Young Emperor got up and walked into the bathroom.
There was a sound of water coming from inside.
After a long time, the cleaned Nangong Young Emperor came out, pressed the inside number and asked for clothes to be delivered, and stood in the dressing mirror to put on clothes.
Fasten the buttons of your shirt one by one.
His eyes were deep, his thin lips were pursed slightly, and the aura exuding from his whole body was so powerful that it was impossible to tell that there was anything... wrong with his mind.
After he got out of bed, he never looked at Xia Qianchen again, as if she was nothingness.
Was she... treated as a hallucination again?!
Just when Young Emperor Nangong opened the door and was about to go out——
"I want a set of clothes." Xia Qianchen suddenly said.
Nangong Young Emperor seemed to have heard nothing and slammed the door shut.
In the house, his strong aura is still there, lingering inexorably.
Xia Qianchen lay hugging the quilt, feeling lonely and sad...
☆☆☆☆☆Special division for young master☆☆☆☆☆
Young Emperor Nangong put on his suit jacket, straightened his collar, and walked downstairs quickly.
When Rhodes saw him, the rainstorm had stopped and his spirit should return to normal...
"Young Master Di, it rained heavily all night last night, which caused the road section to collapse and the signal was also interfered with..."
Nangong Young Emperor's steps froze.
"There is a typhoon blowing outside, a level 10 typhoon. It looks like there will be heavy rain later."
The sky was dark outside, it was obviously broad daylight, but dense dark clouds were rolling in.
The waves roared uneasily, and the sky was a deep dark blue against the background.
Young Emperor Nangong stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with one hand in his pocket and his thoughts drifting far away.
His fate with Xia Qianchen was like a typhoon!
If it weren't for the typhoon and rain that prevented communication with the outside world, Xia Qianchen and Nangong Young Emperor would have been trapped at the same time.
Xia Qianchen would never have the chance to enter Nangong Young Emperor's sight, would not show him her witty and stubborn side, would not be fascinated by him, and would not forcefully squeeze into her world after falling in love with him.
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The spicy brandy ran through the throat.
His stomach was burning and painful...
"You haven't eaten or slept all day, and you drank on an empty stomach."
A soft voice came from behind.
Xia Qianchen came in with a few side dishes she had just made and placed them on the desk.
Young Emperor Nangong did not look back.
Through the darkened eyes, he could clearly see the shadow of Xia Qianchen walking in through the glass.
He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled cruelly...
He thought that his illness was cured and that he would no longer have hallucinations. Unexpectedly, his condition worsened. This hallucination was so real!
He turned back suddenly and clamped his hand on her wrist like a pair of pliers.
Her temperature, touch, aroma of food...
She looked at him with her eyes wide open, sparkling like oozing diamonds.
"Stop drinking and have some food, okay?" Xia Qianchen reached out and took the wine glass from his hand and put it on the table.
The more realistic the hallucination is, the more serious his mental illness is. When it is so severe that even he himself cannot distinguish between reality and hallucination, then he...is a madman.
"Why are you forcing me?"
His low voice rubbed her heart like gravel.
Xia Qianchen's heart clenched tightly.
He rubbed her cheek with his thumb: "Do you have to drive me crazy?"
"I didn't force you..." Xia Qianchen said sadly, "Drinking on an empty stomach is really bad for your health."
Young Emperor Nangong turned his face and looked at the food...
These are also illusions, but they taste so delicious.
"What did you do?" he asked deliberately.
"Some of your favorite foods... fresh fish, original potatoes, seafood platter..."
These are Irish specialties. Young Emperor Nangong was very accustomed to the taste there. He even praised them several times when he lived there, and Xia Qianchen learned how to make them.
Young Emperor Nangong suddenly smiled strangely.
Has his spiritual world been fictionalized to such a detailed level?
It is said that when mental illness reaches the level of madness, a person will construct an ideal world of his own in his heart.
Everything happened as he hoped.
"Would you like to try it?" Xia Qianchen shook his arm.
Young Emperor Nangong clenched his fist tightly and sat down on the chair.
Delicious food, vivid Xia Qianchen...
All of this is tempting him to stop resisting and indulge in his ideal world.
He closed his eyes forcefully and ordered in a cold voice: "Feed me."
Xia Qianchen was very happy, he was finally willing to accept her and was willing to eat what she cooked.
She brought a bowl and fed him a bite.
Young Emperor Nangong stared at her, and when he took the food into his mouth, the taste of the food was so real, the texture was excellent, and the taste was exactly the same as what he had eaten in Ireland.
He couldn't help but smile handsomely again.
It is indeed an "ideal world".
"Is it delicious?" Xia Qianchen asked worriedly.
She only had Xia Qianchen's memory, so she wasn't sure whether her cooking was delicious, so she just relied on her memory to make it.
"Exactly the same."
"You mean taste?"
"Feed me again."
Xia Qianchen felt strange in her heart. Could it be that as long as her memory was transplanted, she would become able to do all the things that Xia Qianchen could do?
Isn't this amazing...she has never been to Ireland.