His attitude toward her has changed completely because of the child. This man is so realistic and hypocritical!

But she had expected his reaction to be like this, and she had planned that once he knew the child was his, she would have a bargaining chip.

His rough big hand grasped her small hand and put it on his face.

He hadn't shaved for many days and pricked her hand hard.

She wanted to pull away her hand, but he refused to let her go, rubbing her hand back and forth: "I miss you."

"..."

"I'm having a harder time than you these days." We are clearly under the same roof, but they seem to be far apart. At least she can eat and sleep, but what about him?

His face looked haggard, and he always smelled of alcohol these days.

Jing Jiaren frowned, not believing his sweet words.

"What's wrong with you? I'm the one being tortured. Let go!"

"When have I ever tortured you?"

Even though he knew she had done these things, he never hit her and was reluctant to hurt her at all.

Jing Jiaren said coldly: "You didn't punish me corporally, but you tortured my spirit."

Ximen Longting's dark eyes lit up: "How can I torture your spirit?"

"You imprison me here and don't allow me to do this or that. Aren't you torturing me?"

Ximen Longting was obviously disappointed, thinking that what she was going to say was the torture of his cold attitude towards her...

How could he forget that for her, it was too late for her to hate him? The colder he was, the happier she was.

"I'm doing this for your own good."

"Yes, everything you do is in the name of doing good for me." Jing Jiaren sneered.

"What do you want?"

"I know you won't let me go. I just want the treatment of a normal pregnant woman."

Ximen Longting stared at her: "Just tell me what you want to do."

"I want to go shopping, get beauty treatments, eat delicious food... live leisurely and happily, instead of sitting in jail in this flashy manor."

Ximen Longting pondered for a moment: "I promise you when the child is born."

"Ha, by then, I will have been tortured to death."

He pressed her lips with his fingers and raised his cold eyebrows: "Don't talk about death or death all the time and keep this unlucky word on your lips."

"If I continue to hold it in like this, I will definitely suffocate to death before the baby is born."

"...and you still said that!"

"I'm just stating a fact." Jing Jiaren rolled her eyes, "Besides, if a pregnant woman is in a bad mood, it will also affect the growth of the fetus. You don't want her to be born in prison, right?"

She actually compared the manor to a prison!

Ximen Longting said with cold eyes: "When you take birth control pills, why don't you care about the impact on the fetus?"

"..."

"You even want to abort him, you snake-hearted woman."

He said harshly, suddenly blocking her lips and sucking in her tenderness and fragrance.

There was no lust in this kiss, it was an endless stream of thoughts that he had suppressed for her in the past few days.

Like a flood that has opened, the situation is coming...

Jing Jiaren was pushed onto the bed by him, and his hands were on both sides of her body to prevent him from crushing the child.

"Born..."

He spoke between kisses: "It's our child."

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, this is your and my child. Our child..." He repeated, with a suppressed uneasiness in his words.

This child is part of Jing Jiaren, and Jing Jiaren is his. His sudden change of attitude toward her is entirely because of the child. This man is so realistic and hypocritical!

But she had expected his reaction to be like this, and she had planned that once he knew the child was his, she would have a bargaining chip.

His rough big hand grasped her small hand and put it on his face.

He hadn't shaved for many days and pricked her hand hard.

She wanted to pull away her hand, but he refused to let her go, rubbing her hand back and forth: "I miss you."

"..."

"I'm having a harder time than you these days." We are clearly under the same roof, but they seem to be far apart. At least she can eat and sleep, but what about him?

His face looked haggard, and he always smelled of alcohol these days.

Jing Jiaren frowned, not believing his sweet words.

"What's wrong with you? I'm the one being tortured. Let go!"

"When have I ever tortured you?"

Even though he knew she had done these things, he never hit her and was reluctant to hurt her at all.

Jing Jiaren said coldly: "You didn't punish me corporally, but you tortured my spirit."

Ximen Longting's dark eyes lit up: "How can I torture your spirit?"

"You imprison me here and don't allow me to do this or that. Aren't you torturing me?"

Ximen Longting was obviously disappointed, thinking that what she was going to say was the torture of his cold attitude towards her...

How could he forget that for her, it was too late for her to hate him? The colder he was, the happier she was.

"I'm doing this for your own good."

"Yes, everything you do is in the name of doing good for me." Jing Jiaren sneered.

"What do you want?"

"I know you won't let me go. I just want the treatment of a normal pregnant woman."

Ximen Longting stared at her: "Just tell me what you want to do."

"I want to go shopping, get beauty treatments, eat delicious food... live leisurely and happily, instead of sitting in jail in this flashy manor."

Ximen Longting pondered for a moment: "I promise you when the child is born."

"Ha, by then, I will have been tortured to death."

He pressed her lips with his fingers and raised his cold eyebrows: "Don't talk about death or death all the time and keep this unlucky word on your lips."

"If I continue to hold it in like this, I will definitely suffocate to death before the baby is born."

"...and you still said that!"

"I'm just stating a fact." Jing Jiaren rolled her eyes, "Besides, if a pregnant woman is in a bad mood, it will also affect the growth of the fetus. You don't want her to be born in prison, right?"

She actually compared the manor to a prison!

Ximen Longting said with cold eyes: "When you take birth control pills, why don't you care about the impact on the fetus?"

"..."

"You even want to abort him, you snake-hearted woman."

He said harshly, suddenly blocking her lips and sucking in her tenderness and fragrance.

There was no lust in this kiss, it was an endless stream of thoughts that he had suppressed for her in the past few days.

Like a flood that has opened, the situation is coming...

Jing Jiaren was pushed onto the bed by him, and his hands were on both sides of her body to prevent him from crushing the child.

"Born..."

He spoke between kisses: "It's our child."

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, this is your and my child. Our child..." He repeated, with a suppressed uneasiness in his words.
Chapter completed!