Chapter 152: Pretend to sleep and don't want to care about him

"Yu Chen, I hope you can do what you say." After Zhuo Yarong finished speaking, she finally let go.
Lu Yuchen glanced at Zhuo Yarong deeply, and strode into the villa.
He has no time to take care of the chaotic thoughts in his heart. Zhuo Yarong's words remind him of that unbearable childhood...
Lu Yuchen suppressed the restlessness in his heart, strode upstairs, pushed the door into the bedroom, and saw the villain lying on the bed at a glance.
Tang Xinluo was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, frowning, looking extremely restless.
So thin, so weak, his face pale without a trace of blood, and there were even tears on his palm-sized face.
she cried?
The pupils shrank instantly, and Lu Yuchen walked quickly to the bed.
Seeing the needle in the back of her hand, her cold eyes sank, and she couldn't help but stretch her hand to caress her face.
The man's deep black eyes looked at the villain on the bed for an instant, his eyes changing.
Until Zhang Ma's voice came from outside the door.
"Master, madam is gone."
"Hmm." He gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Master, the young lady has had morning sickness since this morning. I was uncomfortable all day, basically what I was eating and vomiting. I originally asked the kitchen to cook the young lady's porridge, and wanted her to eat something to cushion her belly, but The young lady insisted on waiting for you to come back to eat together, she said, young master, you told me before going out, you will come back to eat in the evening..."
Seeing Lu Yuchen's face growing gloomy, Zhang Ma couldn't help but reduce her voice. She could barely hear the last few words.
He closed his eyes, and a cold voice came: "Take care of the young lady as the doctor tells you, don't let the affairs of tonight reach the young lady."
Madam Zhang only nodded her head. The young master is a temperament, and what she fears most is when she sees his face pale.
"Master, don't worry, I will explain it to you, and I won't let people chew their tongues."
Madam Zhang retired, and his wife came to have a fight with the young master tonight, and there would be some rumors among the servants. She must hurry to suppress it, and something that will happen in the future will be accidentally passed to the young lady's ears.
As for Lu Yuchen, he wearily stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, sat on the edge of the bed and waited until the drip was done. He personally pulled out the needle for Tang Xinluo, and then went to bed and hugged her to sleep with her.

Tang Xinluo slept extremely restlessly all night.
At the beginning, I felt cold and weak. In the middle of the night, without knowing who it was, a big stove was placed beside her.
My body wasn't cold anymore, but I was so boring, I always felt like I was pressed by something.
She didn't think it would be easy to turn over a little bit. There seemed to be heavy objects on her chest and waist. It felt like a ghost press.
Turning over with difficulty, trying to get away from the stove, a slender and powerful arm suddenly buckled her thin waist and easily pulled her back.
can not fall asleep!
Tang Xinluo opened her eyes angrily, and was about to let people take the stove away. A strong and tight muscle line caught her eye, almost making her dumbfounded.
Poke with a finger.
It's tough, and a bit flexible...
She suddenly realized what she was pressing under her finger. It was a man's pectoral muscle, Lu Yuchen's...
The memory before the fainting finally came to mind at this moment, Tang Xinluo suddenly retracted his finger.
She didn't know what she was afraid of. It was him who was obviously ignorant, but she suddenly didn't want to face this man, turned around with a guilty conscience, and wanted to continue pretending to sleep.
However, as early as when she was squirming desperately, the man holding her awoke.
Watching her open her eyes in a daze, watching her stupidly stick a finger on her chest, watching her stunned on the spot.
The cold heart before falling asleep last night was suddenly softened by Tang Xinluo's series of small movements.
"Awake?" He suddenly got up and pressed her under him, with his arms on both sides of her body, just looking at her condescendingly.