801: C801 Han I'm Sorry

C801 Han I'm Sorry

Now, he allowed the owner of the porcelain shop to send pictures!

It was not intentional!

"Heh!" The man laughed in a low voice.

"What are you laughing at?" Wanwan asked.

"I am laughing. It is a good thing that someone is helping us show off our affection."

At this moment, the man's thoughts were clear and he was not afraid of Yan Wanwan knowing.

After all, it was someone else who invited him. Wasn't it?

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On the way back, Fu Sihan kept looking at the teacup he had just obtained.

"You usually drink tea, so it's useless." Wanwan couldn't help but say.

Actually, she wanted to say even more. Don't look, it was almost seen through.

Fu Sihan glanced sideways at Yan Wanwan and said, "I will drink more tea in the future."

Wanwan was speechless.

"This does not seem to be the way back to the Moon Hotel." Wanwan looked at the street view by the window and quickly found something strange.

"I won't go back to Mon." Fu Sihan finally could bear to put the teacup into the shock proof bag.

"Then where are we going?"

Ten minutes later, the car drove to a street in the city center that was worth a thousand gold coins and stopped in front of a mansion.

The driver opened the door for Fu Sihan. Wanwan was stunned for a few seconds. Fu Sihan had already bypassed the car and came to her side to open the door for her.

Wanwan felt something and pointed at the mansion in front of her. "You...?"

Fu Sihan nodded. "I bought it before. I just remembered that I was cleaning a few days ago."

If he had thought of this earlier, there would be a day when the houses would be divided. Fu Sihan would probably bring people over as soon as he got off the plane.

He choked on his words for a long time. In the end, he held back his urge to give Fu Sihan a thumbs up.

"I originally planned to buy one on the day I flew over from China. I just didn't want you to decide whether I have money or not to spend it." Fu Sihan felt very innocent. He admitted that he had burned some money, but he had already restrained it.

Wanwan said, "I am impressed that you forgot that you have a house in this area where every inch of land is worth money."

Not only was there a house, but the decoration and decoration of the house were all exquisite. The items and furniture inside were not at all cheaper than the entire house.

Her thumb really did not stand on end.

Her body was a little tired. At night, Wanwan bathed in essential oil. She did not know if it was because she was too tired all day, but Wanwan was sleepy from the hot steam.

In her dream, she returned to the hospital that she secretly went to during the day.

...

"Yan Wanwan, get the report!" The nurse used a lame pronunciation to say her name.

The doctor then reminded her, "Your placenta is unstable and you need to rest more. How can you run around? Don't you know the responsibility of a quasi-mother? "

Wanwan looked at the doctor in puzzlement for two seconds. If she felt it, she suddenly lowered her head and looked at her protruding abdomen in shock.

She... was pregnant?

Before she could react, the scene changed.

She was actually lying in a white and blue operating theater. Below her was a cold operating table. The doctor held a terrifying instrument and said, "You're doing human traffic, right? Don't worry. It will only take a few minutes before the child in your womb is gone. "

"I..." I won't do it, no.

Wanwan was inexplicably frightened. She kept shaking her head and could not say a word.

The doctor walked in with the instrument and said coldly, "It will be done very soon. Look at the pliers on my right hand. The baby's fragile head, which could be crushed with just a stretch, was crushing its body. His life will be gone. He will turn into a pile of useless rotten flesh and flow out! "

No, no!

It was too cruel.

No, no, she wasn't pregnant, right? What exactly was going on?

...

"No, no... No!"

"Wake up! Wake up Yan Wanwan!"

Wanwan opened her eyes from her fear and shouted loudly for breath. What entered her eyes was the nervous and concerned expression of a man. His eyes were very deep and it was full of her.

"Fu, Fu Sihan..."

Wanwan signaled for him to call his name and looked around. She was still in the bathroom and the only difference was that the water in the bathtub was cold.

"Wanwan, what happened to you? Are you feeling unwell?" Fu Sihan's expression was ugly as he stared at her.

"No, I'm fine." Wanwan swallowed and felt her throat dry. She looked at him and said, "I want to drink some water."

"I will carry you out first."

Fu Sihan said as he reached out to hug Wanwan.

"Pah!"

A sound echoed.

Wanwan was shocked and shrank like a frightened little beast. By the time she reacted, she had already subconsciously pushed Fu Sihan's hand away.

In the eyes of the man, she saw herself being extremely alert and the man's injury that flashed by.

Fu Sihan frowned and stared at her.

"I'm sorry." Wanwan licked her lips and repeated, "Han, I want some water."

Fu Sihan did not want to leave her side for even a second. He did not want Wanwan to leave his sight, but there was no maid he could order around.

He glanced at her and had no other choice. He got up and poured some water for her. After he took a step, he poured the water back and reheated the bathtub. Then, he quickly walked out of the bathroom.

The water temperature gradually returned to normal.

The cold feeling in her dream just now should be that the water had cooled down.0

But that dream... why would she have that kind of dream?

Wanwan rubbed her lower abdomen and closed her eyes with her head facing upwards. She recalled the results of the report that she received during the day. It was indeed that she was not pregnant.

She must have been possessed, right?

Fu Sihan returned very quickly. He took half a cup of warm water and squatted beside the bathtub. He supported Yan Wanwan's body with one hand and fed her with water with the other. His movements were very skillful.

Wanwan remembered that when she had just married Fu Sihan, he was completely unfamiliar with these things. He even seemed to be clumsy when he blew her hair, but now he already took care of her like this.

"Han, I'm sorry."

The woman said softly, full of arousal.

Fu Sihan raised his eyebrows, dissatisfied with Yan Wanwan lowering her head and lowering her eyes. He pinched her delicate chin and lifted it up, forcing her to look directly at him.

"Yan Wanwan, you should know that what I want to hear right now is not an apology."

Fu Sihan was very mindful of Yan Wanwan's guarded reaction just now. At that moment, it was as if a poisoned needle had pierced his heart.

"I had a nightmare just now." Wanwan explained.

"You had a nightmare. When you woke up, you targeted me?"

How could you make such a logical analysis? Wanwan thought to herself.

"I was scared and didn't react. It wasn't directed at you."

Hearing Yan Wanwan say that she was scared, Fu Sihan was still angry, but his heart softened. He resigned himself to his fate and sighed. He asked her, "What did you dream about?"

"It was in the past." The moment Wanwan said the nightmare, she had already thought of what to say next.

Yan Wanwan indeed had a lot of bad memories in the past.

However, Fu Sihan did not completely believe her words, but when he saw the woman's pale face, he did not press on and ask.

"Are you still going to soak?"

Fu Sihan asked as he stood up and married the towel beside him.

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