Chapter 379 - The Red Second Generation’s Abandoned Former Wife (32)

Chapter 379 The Red Second Generation’s Abandoned Former Wife (32)

To make a slag man that was this stupid admit his inner feelings.

How was it possible without being intense.

Bai Weiwei sighed, “Chen Wenfeng is so good. A man who is experienced with women, once he realizes who he likes, the favorability really climbs.”

The system agreed, “Yes, ah. Eighty points rises and rises, a really refreshing man.”

Suddenly the door opened. Su Shian appeared uneasy, with a cigarette in his hand.

He took a look at the safe and sound Bai Weiwei and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he put the cigarette out in the ashtray and immediately packed up the knife he had just thrown aside.

Then he thought of something and pulled out a box.

He moved very quickly. He threw the kitchen cutlery and any sharp scissors in the drawer into the box.

Once he was sure that the apartment didn’t have a single sharp object.

He walked out with no expression and threw it in the garbage.

After he disposed of it, he returned into the apartment.

Just past dinner time, Su Shian ordered takeout from a five-star restaurant he was familiar with.

The takeout was appetizing and flavorful, but when Bai Weiwei glanced at it, her face suddenly changed.

The steaming, aromatic scent of oil made her stomach churn.

Su Shian saw her stare at the dishes, not eating. He patiently explained, “These days the nanny responsible for cooking is on leave. Tomorrow she will come back.”

Bai Weiwei’s complexion was a little bad as she tried to endure.

When Su Shian saw her this way, his heart became upset. Was she still thinking of Chen Wenfeng?

So sad she could not eat.

Chen Wenfeng was always a thorn. With every moment he was pricked him.

Su Shian forcefully dropped his chopsticks on the table, “I’m hungry.”

Bai Weiwei frowned, if you’re hungry then eat, ah. What was this fool doing?

Su Shian frowned, gritted his teeth and said, “Feed me.”

Bai Weiwei: “……”

Su Shian said sarcastically, “What, when you were in Chen Wenfeng’s home, didn’t he feed you?”

There was a photo taken through a window.

He didn’t know what dishes Chen Wenfeng cooked, but he held her hand and fed her.

She had a happy smile.

He had used a dart to shoot a lot of holes in that photo.

When he thought of the image, he had a pain in his heart, liver, and lungs.

Bai Weiwei tried to bear with it. She picked up the chopsticks and clipped a piece of five flower pork1 to deliver to his mouth.

Su Shian’s eyes deepened. He gazed at her pale face for a moment, before he opened his mouth to eat the meat.

Bai Weiwei was still uncomfortable.

That feeling of nausea was surfacing again.

Su Shian saw her expression became more unsightly. Why was she so reluctant to feed him.

Clearly when she and Chen Wenfeng did it together, she smiled so sweetly.

As soon as he got angry, he suddenly leaned over and kissed her.

Ever since she stimulated him, he knew in his heart that his emotions were surging.

This was the kind of feeling called love.

Once he discovered that he loved a person, even if it was only a shallow love.

He was restless, wanting to touch her, kiss her, hug her.

Bai Weiwei was kissed by him and he had the taste of five flower pork in his mouth.

It was a flavorful kiss.

It made something in her stomach finally rebel.

She pushed him away, then rushed to the bathroom and vomited into the washbasin.

Bai Weiwei’s face was very ugly, “I have another problem with my body?”

The system was calm, “Just morning sickness.”

Morning sickness, morning sickness, morning sickness, morning sickness~ infinitely looped, life was endless.

Bai Weiwei’s body was stiff. This simulated pregnancy was too realistic.

She was an old virgin who was pregnant and vomited. This broken task couldn’t be done.

Su Shian followed her and rushed in. He saw Bai Weiwei’s pale complexion.

She was so revolted she threw up.

Did he make her so disgusted?

Su Shian was so mad he trembled, “Do you hate me so much that me kissing you and makes you puke.”

Bai Weiwei just wanted to explain, but this type of nausea between her chest and abdomen came again. She could almost smell the scent of the five flower pork on Su Shian’s body.

“Don’t come closer.”

The grease and smoke made her unable to stand it.

Su Shian’s face sank. He rushed to her, “Even if you are sickened by me, you have to be with me.”

Bai Weiwei stared at him and in less than two seconds she bowed her head.

“Ou—-”2

Pregnancy was terrible. Now when she looked at Su Shian, she saw a plate of five flower pork.

This broken task couldn’t be done.