I don't deserve your love

Chapter 1345 A soothing whisper

Feng Ying closed the door gently, and followed.

Jian Qian really wanted to call the police. She took her mobile phone and wanted to make a call. Feng Ying immediately stepped forward and snatched her mobile phone from behind her. "Grandma, what are you calling the police for? Arrest your child's father?"

"Who said this is your child? Isn't this my ex-boyfriend's seed?"

Jian Qian asked him back.

Feng Ying: "..."

"Please return the phone to me and get out of my house, otherwise I will really call the police."

Jian Qian felt that she was very sensible and polite.

"I did misunderstand, but you should know that the reason why I misunderstood is because he did come to you, not to mention..."

Feng Ying suddenly looked at her without speaking.

"What's more?"

Jian Qian asked him again.

"What's more, not only did you not deny it, but you also sent me the wrong signal."

Feng Ying seriously reprimanded her.

At that time, Zhou Qianqian asked him, what if the child was his?

He thought it was impossible at the time, because she made it clear that she was playing for fun, and she said she would never be tempted.

Of course, he also said this.

Feng Ying looked at her again, she now had a big belly, even a little swollen, poor.

"Let me stay and take care of you."

When Feng Ying spoke again, he obviously suppressed his usual strength.

"no need."

Jian Qian returned to him.

"Why is it unnecessary? You are in such a state that it would be dangerous to be alone at home."

"I'm more dangerous when I'm with you, right? Forget that every time I die, it's because of you?"

"That was before, and now the Feng family is in charge of me, and no one dares to touch you anymore."

"Don't speak too slowly."

As Jian Qian said, she was about to grab the phone, but he grabbed her wrist, "Qianqian."

"Shut up, don't call me Qianqian."

"What's your name? Miss Jane?"

Feng Ying thought it was too funny to call him such a name.

Jian Qian felt sour when she heard it, but she still didn't let him call his name, and she felt bad in her heart.

"Or do you want to change your name?"

Feng Ying tried again, reminding him cautiously.

"..."

Jian Qian looked up at him.

"How is Mrs. Feng?"

He stared at her again and asked.

Jian Qian thought he was funny, so she laughed first, and told him in a cool voice while holding her stomach, "This child has nothing to do with you, don't be too sentimental."

"Whether it matters or not, I know in my heart."

Feng Ying smiled.

"Do you really know? You forgot how we got together? My life was very chaotic at that time."

"..."

Feng Ying's smiling face suddenly turned cold.

Jian Qian looked at him like that, but turned her head and left.

Yes, he believed it.

She thinks his letter is the best, don't bother her in the future.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ying did not leave.

He just stood at the door of the bedroom and watched her lift the quilt to lie down.

She moves slowly, even clumsily.

That's it, do you want to drive him away?

A friend said that women will have a hard time in the later stages of pregnancy.

Of course he believed it.

They didn't have a complete family since they were young, and they experienced such big changes when they grew up.

He leaned against the door frame and silently watched her sit on the edge of the bed and lift her legs up and put them on the bed.

"Qianqian, let's get married."

Feng Ying stepped forward, stood in front of her and said something very seriously.

Jian Qian: "..."

She just looked up at him suspiciously.

marry?

"Give the baby a complete home, okay?"

Feng Ying said again, even more seriously.

Jian Qian looked at him and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Scared her to death, thinking he was going to say he was in love with her.

That would be too funny.

However, do children need a complete family?

She hasn't since she was a child, hasn't she grown up?

In this life, all happiness has to be fought for by oneself.

What's the point of having a family like that?

"I reject."

Jian Qian lay down.

Feng Ying sat down behind her, "You can refuse, but what about my son?"

"..."

"You don't care about your life as a beggar since you were a child, but Jian Qian, I care about what kind of life my son lives."

"..."

Jian Qian turned her head to look at him in an instant, "If you want a son, give birth yourself, what kind of presence do you want from me?"

She didn't believe that he would be such a good father.

and……

Feng Ying looked at her, "You know what I mean."

"Sorry, I don't know at all, and I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, I don't even want to see you again until my sister regains her memory."

"..."

The two looked at each other, and there was always a grudge between them.

Feng Ying couldn't help sighing afterwards, "Fu Yanye doesn't hate me as much as you do."

"It's not that he doesn't hate, he just loves his sister too much."

Jian Qian told him.

Who is Fu Yanye?

If it wasn't for Zhuo Jian who had taken a fancy to her before, would she still be alive and being taken care of?

As for Feng Ying, it is even more impossible to have a chance to appear in this city.

Jian Qian thought, Fu Yanye probably didn't want Zhuo Jian to find out that something happened to them after recovering his memory, so as not to make Zhuo Jian sad.

"So you think you're unloved?"

Feng Ying asked after a while.

"Is there any?"

Jian Qian disagreed.

"No."

Feng Ying stood up and walked outside.

Jian Qian lay down again, but her heart felt a little cold for a moment.

This topic is really...

Feng Ying went to the living room and lay down on the sofa, then took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message: "Do you want to have a drink?"

After almost half an hour there was no movement.

-

That night Fu Yanye slept very well, so good that all the dreams he had were sweet dreams.

The woman in his arms moved, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian hummed, and slowly lowered her bent knees, and then bent them up again. Gradually, she felt that something was wrong, so she pushed her hands.

"Honey, don't touch him."

"..."

Zhuo Jian dazedly opened her eyes and looked up at the person in front of her.

Fu Yanye stared at her with his head down: "Morning."

"..."

Zhuo Jian let go of him instantly, and flicked away from his arms.

"what happened?"

She had a headache, she didn't know how he was here, and here...

Where is it again?

She looked around and felt strange.

And what was it that she couldn't push away just now?

Zhuo Jian thought for a long time before she understood, and her face flushed immediately, "You, you..."

"Don't be afraid, men will be a little energetic in the morning."

"..."

Zhuo Jian blushed like blood, and wanted to get up, but he approached her again, leaning against her, and whispered: "Good morning."

Zhuo Jian couldn't say good morning, she was so nervous that her mind went blank.

Seeing that she was not moving, Fu Yanye lowered his head and was about to kiss her.

"Hey!"

Zhuo Jian raised her hand to cover his mouth.

Fu Yanye frowned.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

What did her hand just touch?

Zhuo Jian felt some hot mist from her fingers, she quickly let go, and then became even more flustered.

She suddenly jumped up and flopped under the quilt several times, but she was finally pinned under the quilt. The man on her body whispered soothingly: "Don't struggle, it's okay."

"..."

How can it be okay?