Prince Pampers the Escaping Consort

Beimengxi returned to the house. The sunset had fallen. She made herself a bowl of noodles. On the way to eat, she was full of emotion. She felt that if Wan Sihan hadn't been able to take care of herself, she would definitely starve to death. She couldn't help but thank him. When she thought about it carefully, she felt something wrong. If it hadn't been for him, she wouldn't have suffered so much and could go back to Beiyue country at ease.

No one can predict whether the scene in the dream will really happen, but she can't gamble with her flesh and blood, and doesn't want her to be hurt at all. Maybe this is the original intention of every mother.

Beimengxi's adaptability is very strong. She does everything by herself and grows vegetables in the vegetable garden. Her daily life is flat and full. She occasionally takes time to visit her grandmother and bring her some food. She thinks it's really not easy for her to live alone as an old man.

However, I was still haunted by nightmares at night. I couldn't sleep well until I dreamed of Wan Sihan.

That day, she finished her breakfast and went to the vegetable garden with tools. These things were bought by her grandmother. She didn't need to go to the market in person.

Half of the land in the garden is still empty. A few days ago, she won a cabbage. Today, she brought the seeds of other vegetables. She has had experience in previous times. She is very skilled. She buried the seeds one by one, poured water, and kept busy inside. The whole process is not bending down or squatting.

When she got up, she felt dizzy and her whole center of gravity was unstable. She stepped back. Her face was anxious, subconsciously covered her stomach, and flustered called out a person's name: "Wan Sihan, help me."

After that, I felt a strong arm on my waist, which was taking her up and quickly stood on the ground.

She looked back and saw only the sad figure. Her heart trembled violently and involuntarily shouted, "wait a minute."

Wan Sihan was stunned and couldn't believe that beimengxi stopped himself. If she hadn't been about to fall and worried about the child in her belly, he wouldn't have appeared anyway. After hesitating for a long time, he turned back and looked at her with hot eyes, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones.

She has taken good care of herself these days. Her face is ruddy and there is a lot more meat, so that he can be at ease.

He looked at her fondly for fear that she would drive herself away next, and there was no chance to look at her openly.

"Thank you." beimengxi's mood is mixed. He clearly doesn't want to see him, clearly doesn't know how to face it, and clearly wants to give up this relationship. But when he sees Wan Sihan's skinny and handsome face, he still can't help trembling.

With blood in his eyes, he looked very tired and the beard residue spilled on his chin. Obviously, he didn't take good care of it. Standing there didn't look like a dignified villa leader, but like a decadent and frustrated old man.

"Mengxi." Wan Sihan burst into tears. She finally ignored him and didn't mean to drive herself away. Does this mean that there is still room for euphemism in the relationship between the two people.

Beimengxi heard that his voice was very excited, with a trace of choking and excitement. At this moment, he suddenly felt that his behavior was too much. Wan Sihan didn't mean to hurt her. This situation was not what he wanted to see.

But her heart was out of control, still resisting him and firmly excluding him.

"Come with me." beimengxi went out from the vegetable garden, and WAN Sihan hurriedly followed her.

She returned to the house and stayed one night. Plain noodles were handed to Wan Sihan and said, "help."

"Well." Wan Sihan faintly agreed, and felt very cold at beimengxi's refusal to draw a clear line with her.

He saved her for granted, didn't he? She is the woman he loves, and the flesh and blood in her belly is his child.

Wan Sihan picked up the chopsticks on the table and ate the noodles. He hadn't eaten well these days. His numb chewing couldn't try out what the taste was. However, it was cooked by beimengxi himself. He would eat it anyway.

A bowl of noodles was at the bottom, and WAN Sihan drank the soup without leaking.

Beimengxi quietly stayed aside and looked at Wan Sihan's voracious appearance. She really couldn't bear to look away. They had eaten together. She knew that Wan Sihan ate slowly and gracefully. It was how long he hadn't had a good meal that he became so embarrassed that he didn't look like him at all.

They kept silent tacitly, and no one spoke, as if everything was forbidden.

Time passed minute by minute.

The sound of the chicken outside pulled Wan Sihan back to reality.

I don't want to leave after all.

He reluctantly stood up and walked in front of beimengxi, making the distance between them farther and farther step by step.

Suddenly, a pair of warm little hands held his wrist. He quickly turned back, looked at a strange emotion in her indifferent eyes, cleared his throat and said, "it's dark."

"Do you want me to stay?" asked Wan Sihan incredulously.

Beimengxi let go, didn't come back, didn't refuse, and fled the room in a panic.

Wan Sihan stood where he was. His mood was like ups and downs. His dark eyes rekindled hope. She didn't have a heart of stone for him, did she?

He was smart enough to live in the room next to beimengxi. Of course, he wouldn't miss this rare opportunity in a thousand years.

Late at night, beimengxi lay in bed tossing and turning. It was not easy to fall asleep. She began to have nightmares again. She whispered and shouted. A tall figure quietly climbed into bed, hugged her, and gently comforted her: "don't be afraid, I'm here, sleep."

His voice is very light, but it seems that there is a kind of magic. In an instant, beimengxi calms down. She doesn't feel close to him, absorbs the warmth on him, and feels extra relieved.

Wan Sihan slapped beimengxi on the back like coaxing a child. He was ready to leave when he heard a uniform breathing sound in his ear.

This time, he didn't leave the big bed as he wanted. The clothes around his waist were firmly grasped by a pair of small hands. He tried several times and couldn't pull them out. Finally, he had no choice but to continue to lie down. Because he took care of beimengxi every night, he stayed up almost all night. He closed his eyes and fell asleep unconsciously. This time, it was dawn.

Fortunately, I have the consciousness of waking up and leaving in beimengxi. God left unconsciously.

When beimengxi woke up, there was no one around her. She always felt empty in her heart. She got up and continued her usual life, completely ignoring the existence of Wan Sihan.

Although Wan Sihan lived in the house, his relationship with beimengxi did not change at all. They got along like strangers. She never said a word to him again and only prepared one meal. Wan Sihan bought food for her and refused to accept it.