"Why is the door locked? What on earth does your mother want to do?"
No matter how hard Yue Yuran shook, she couldn't shake it. She didn't see Leng Sichen's reaction at all. She just wanted to go out now and didn't want to stay here.
Leng Sichen's face had already turned dark. Seeing her wanting to go out so much, the anger he had just suppressed suddenly surged up again. Suddenly, with a wicked smile on his face, he stood up from the bed.
He got up, walked quickly to her side, breathed into her ear, and said ambiguously: "My mother wants to hold her grandson as soon as possible..."
An impure picture exploded in Yue Yuran's mind. This was undoubtedly a big bomb!!
Because the necessary process for giving birth to a child is...
No, she really wants to do that kind of thing with him? No, no, no, Yue Yuran, how can you be so impure?
Her head shook like a rattle, but Leng Sichen straightened it a second later, so that her eyes were facing his.
"Haha, I'm still young. If your mother wants a child, you can just find one. I can't give birth, I can't give birth..." Yue Yuran could only smile dryly. She was only 17, so it was her mother's fault to let her have a child.
You can think of it!
After hearing what she said, Leng Sichen's face darkened a bit. Did she really want him to have a child with another woman?
"Since my mother wants you and my child so much, I'll just force myself." Leng Sichen stepped forward with ill intentions and picked her up by the waist.
This was the first time he spoke such a long sentence.
"Hey, hey, hey, Leng Sichen, what are you doing! You can't do this!" Yue Yuran was held very high by him, and her whole body was in a light and airy state.
Before she finished speaking, she was thrown onto a big, soft bed...