Yan Zhengling said, "Lord Zhan, life is short, so enjoy yourself in time. I don't want to hurt myself for the kids anymore

The more depraved she was, the more mad he was.

He suddenly rushed to her in a violent and wanton way, and his big hands like pliers held her throat, "you are so self indulgent that you might as well die clean."

His hand climbed up her throat, and her stomach was filled with nausea. Then she couldn't help it, and the filth sprayed on his white shirt.

Yan Zhengling looked at the filth in his neckline and felt that he had made a big mistake.

She knows better than anyone how terrible this guy's cleanliness mania is.

"Yan Zhengling, how dare you?" The warlord roared.

When Yan Zhengling saw the filth, she felt strong nausea again.

"Get out of the way!"

She vomited on him before he could escape.

There was nothing to love in his face.

"What did you eat?" He thought she had a bad stomach.

He untied the rope for her, played her to the toilet and ordered, "spit on me here."

Then he went to the bathroom and washed himself. When he came out, Yan Zhengling was still lying on the toilet.

It seems that the bottom of the stomach has been vomited, only nausea, want to vomit but not out.

Wearing a white bathrobe, Zhan hanjue leaned against the door of the bathroom and looked at her.

"How are you?" He asked.

Yan Zhengling went to the sink, washed his face, and then slowly turned around and looked at her with a pale face.

She was so familiar with her strong vomiting. When I was pregnant with them, I felt that I visited her almost every day during the first trimester of pregnancy.

She could tell by experience that she was pregnant.

She looked at the warlord with an indescribable expression.

This is their fourth child. I don't know if he knows. Are you happy?

She was so afraid that his feelings for her had disappeared. I'm afraid he'll force her to kill the child.

"War lord -" she suddenly called out in a low voice.

The warlord frowned at her frightened expression.

"Say it." There is no temperature in his voice.

"I... I seem to be ill." He wanted to tell him about his pregnancy, but he changed his mouth.

Han Jue's pupil was covered with a layer of chestnut, "Yan Zhengling, when you are ill, you should go to see a doctor instead of running out to seduce men." He said darkly.

Because she didn't care for her body, he was very angry with her attitude.

Yan Zhengling looks at him in shock. Does he really believe that she and Cao Yunge are in love?

He didn't have the least trust in her.

Yan Zhengling's anger leaped up in the background of his eyes. "Master Zhan, I'm ill. The doctor can't see it well."

"Lovesickness?" Baron Zhan chuckled.

The girl's recent social circle is a little wide, which makes him very, very angry.

Yan Zhengling shakes his head.

"Master Zhan, I'm pregnant." Yan Zhengling's eyes tightly lock the pupil of Han Jue.

Without waiting for his reaction, she began to make up again, "what can I do? I have sex with many men during this period, and I don't know who the father is? How about a paternity test with them after he was born? "

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