The CEO Is Cold During The Day, And Wants Kisses At Night!

  Chapter 462 is her happiest and happiest time

  Wen lightly clenched his palms, cold sweat spread all over the lines of his palms, a little slippery and sticky.

  She turned around and found that Qu Yuchen had walked behind her, and the distance between them was very close.

  She persuaded herself not to be afraid of him, and stood still without taking a half step back: "Probably... it takes more than six weeks of pregnancy to show some symptoms of vomiting?"

  This tone is uncertain, and it is even the tone of asking Qu Yuchen.

Seeing Qu Yuchen pursed his lips and said nothing, Wen Qing nodded slowly: "Probably, but I'm not sure. But I'm married, it's normal to be pregnant, but if I'm really pregnant Oh, all kinds of desperate running and tossing during this period of time, it is estimated that there will be several miscarriages."

Speaking of this, Wen Qing raised her eyes, looked at Qu Yuchen sadly, and said with a self-deprecating voice: "I haven't done anything bad for more than 20 years, why is it so rough? Maybe it's because I was born with bad luck. All right."

   She changed the subject with a few words.

   I don't know if it works.

   But she tried.

Qu Yuchen looked at Wen Qing quietly for a long time, and after she asked this sentence, he stretched out his hand and took Wen Qing into his arms: "After going abroad, we will live abroad forever and never come back again. You will always be by your side..."

  Wen Qing pushed him away: "Who wants you to accompany me! I don't need it!"

   Qu Yuchen was pushed away by Wen Qing, and staggered back half a step.

Wen Qing has never hated someone's embrace so much: "You must think that I am afraid of death, I used to be, but after the night on the cruise, I am not afraid of death anymore, if you push me, I will jump off the train .”

   She points out the window.

  The rapidly retreating scenery made people dizzy. Suddenly, Wen Qing's body swayed, and his feet were almost unsteady. At the moment Qu Yuchen stretched out his hand, Wen Qing stabilized his figure and turned back immediately.

  Qu Yuchen stood where he was, his gaze stayed on Wen Qing's figure for a long time until he couldn't see it.

  This topic ends here.

   Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

  …

   On the first night of six days and five nights, Wen Qing did not live comfortably.

   What follows is almost physically and mentally exhausting.

  The whole person is in extremely poor condition.

  Every time she couldn't eat the meal in front of her, but every time she thought about the little bean sprouts in her stomach, she had to force herself to eat all the food.

   The consequence of forcing yourself to eat is that most of what you eat will eventually be spit out.

   The first time she was suspected by Qu Yuchen, and the second time Wen Qing held back as much as possible until she went to the bathroom before throwing up, but then she couldn't hold it back anymore, her stomach rolled so badly that she simply stopped eating.

   After only a few days, Wen Qing lost a lot of weight.

   Qu Yuchen could see all her state, but he didn't ask anything, he just watched her eat, watched her rest, and stayed by her side all the time.

   Until the fourth day, Qu Yuchen brought carambola.

  Wen Qing saw the plate of cut carambola, and there was something strange in his listless eyes.

  Using a fork, Qu Yuchen forked a piece and sent it to Wen Qing: "Sweetie, look, this is a fresh carambola."

  Wen Qing hesitated to take it, and then slowly put it in his mouth.

The taste buds for sweetness are often on the tip of the tongue, while the taste buds for sourness are on the back of the tongue. Wen Qing felt the extreme sour spread on the back of the tongue. She frowned, but did not spit out the carambola from her mouth .

  Because she wants to eat.

   Besides, she has never wanted to eat sour food like this for a moment.

   "Everything."

   Qu Yuchen on the opposite side called her name.

  Wen Qing looked up at him.

   Qu Yuchen asked: "Is it sour?"

  Wen Qing froze, then slowly took off the carambola he was biting into his mouth, and replied gruffly: "It's...too sour."

There was an extremely deep smile on the corner of Qu Yuchen's lips: "When the taste buds come into contact with sour taste, they will automatically secrete saliva, some people will subconsciously resist, and some people can't wait to try it. It turns out that Kuan Kuai likes sour food. "

  Wen Qing responds to all changes with the same attitude: "Yes, I just like sour food."

   "This is a carambola I personally picked for you. It is not yet fully ripe, so it will be very sour."

   "..."

  The former is smiling, while the latter has a tense little face, looking defensive.

  Qu Yuchen forked another piece of carambola, and handed it to Wen Qing: "Sweetie, you prepared these."

  Wen Qing pushed his hand away and refused, "I won't eat."

  Qu Yuchen didn't say anything more, put the fork back on the plate, and got up: "There is still about half an hour, and the train will pass by the shore of Lake Baikal."

  Wen Qing looked up at him, wondering what he meant when he suddenly said this inexplicably.

   After finishing speaking, Qu Yuchen turned around, opened the carriage door and went out.

  Wen Qing was the only person left in the whole carriage.

   Quiet.

  She didn't know what Qu Yuchen meant by that sentence just now, and she didn't have the time to think about it. Looking at the plate of carambola in front of her, she was about to move again.

  There are two thoughts in mind:

eat!

can not eat!

  So complicated, yet so simple, these two thoughts tormented her.

  She stretched out her hand, immediately retracted it, quickly stretched it out again, and then retracted it again. After repeated several times, Wen Qing still couldn't control her mouth and hands, and took the whole plate of carambola.

  She told herself: It’s already like this now, so why treat yourself harshly.

   If this goes on like this, she is really afraid that Xiaodou Sprout will run away from home.

   Eat as much as you can, and adjust your state first.

   "Hiss~ really sour."

  But the taste buds are not resisting at all.

  I thought she would not have a pregnancy reaction, but it turned out that it was not that she would not, but that it was not time.

  …

   Half an hour later, Wen Qing fell asleep.

   Qu Yuchen came in to wake her up, Wen Qing heard Qu Yuchen's voice, subconsciously didn't want to talk to her, and just covered her ears when she felt bored.

  Even if she covered her ears, she could still hear Qu Yuchen's laughing voice, and soon he took her hand away: "Sweetie, we are about to pass by the shore of Lake Baikal, and it will take five minutes."

  Wen Qing opened her eyes, looking at Qu Yuchen blankly.

  Qu Yuchen said: "Sweetie, look outside."

  Wen Qing didn't make any noise, but cooperated and looked up out of the window.

  During the special train trip abroad, Wen Qing saw scenery that she hadn't been able to see when she traveled around in several countries when she was young. She looked at those scenery, and after being amazed for a short time, she would think lonely, if the people around her were not Qu Yuchen, Fifth Uncle, Shang Li, Su Ciyan, or her family, it would be great. Tianwuye must be her happiest and happiest time.

  I thought the scenery I saw on the way was already the most beautiful.

  Until she saw the shore of Lake Baikal—

  The train shuttles through the winding mountain roads. After passing through the tunnel, there is an endless lakeside of Lake Baikal. There is nothing on the lake. The birch forests that can be seen everywhere make this place full of poetry, and the suffocating beauty surrounds people.

  Wen Qing was stunned for a long time.

  Qu Yuchen's approaching voice came from next to his ear: "Sweetie, these are the famous Siberian blue eyes."

  (end of this chapter)