Love him more than me and love him more than anyone else. You’d better get out of here.
I have no reason to give him to you because of this. Anmuxi looked at her calmly and Leng Yan pulled her mouth. Because he loves me.
Ling Yike …!
This is probably the most angry thing that she has ever heard.
Ling Yike’s heart is filled with monstrous anger, but she can’t send out all her elegance and arrogance, and she will lose in front of this woman.
Losing a man and losing himself? How can she willingly!
Don’t worry, Ling Yike smiled. I’m trying to get you to let go.
An Muxi doesn’t deserve him, and he’s not qualified to be around him.
You will be a disgrace to the entire Guggenheim family. Don’t you understand?
AnMuXi face a slight change.
Ling Yike went on to say, Yes, he loves you, but you don’t love him, otherwise you wouldn’t be so selfish. Do you know what effect this will have on him?
You keep saying that the Internet is full of rumors, but I think you are more selfish and terrible than those rumors.
……
When she returned to her apartment, An Muxi still remembered Ling Yike from time to time, which disturbed her mood.
But gradually, a burst of colic in the lower abdomen has not allowed her to think much.
She held the handrail of the stairs, pale and beautiful, with layers of cold sweat on her forehead.
When she kept her head sane and did a quick calculation, her face suddenly turned black and white.
Dysmenorrhea has always happened, but even palace cold has never happened before, and my legs are weak and I am shaking like this.
It happened that today’s banquet also took advantage of Gu Zhuoyang’s inattention to secretly drink a cold drink, and now it hurts even more.
Gu Zhuoyang washed his hands from the first floor and just saw her sitting on the handrail of the stairs. Her pretty face was full of pain.
What’s the matter with you? He almost ran over to ask questions and picked her up.
AnMuXi pain all over lost blood lips slowly overflow a few words to pain … belly …
Look at that little face as white as paper, Gu Zhuoyang’s face sank and sank, and he ran downstairs with one stride.
The ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant. Gu Zhuoyang stayed by the bed and dared not leave his hands tightly wrapped with a woman’s cold hands. His deep eyes stared at the picture in his sleep, his brow tightened, his face was tight and his heart was messy.
What happened to her?
Simple gave her a sedative, took her to sleep and made a detailed examination.
Mr. Gu doesn’t have to worry about Miss An’s dysmenorrhea.
Gu Zhuoyang’s face is heavier and his brow is almost locked. She almost fainted when she came to the hospital. Is this also called dysmenorrhea?
Can dysmenorrhea hurt like this?
It’s normal for her to suffer from severe trauma and palace cold, but please rest assured that I will mediate her body as soon as possible.
Thoughtfully for a moment, then his face was slightly heavy. But if Gu always wants to have a child, I’m afraid it will be difficult.
Chapter 233 Do you think I am handsome?
Thoughtfully for a moment, then his face was slightly heavy. But if Gu always wants to have a child, I’m afraid it will be difficult.
Gu Zhuoyang’s face turned cold to the North Pole. Simple, I don’t want to hear concept words, I’m afraid it may be possible.
I’m sorry, Mr. Gu is a simple way to nod.
I’m not in a hurry to have children, but I don’t want to see her suffer like this every month.
Whether she wants it or not is the same thing. How can he want her when she is so poor?
It’s Mr. Gu, please rest assured.
……
The lower abdomen comes with a burst of clear colic and lowpaying jobs, and the body is partial and cold as falling icehouse.
The woman in bed gave a painful baby a sigh of relief, and sweat kept coming out.
Pain …
I couldn’t help sobbing. An Muxi opened his eyes and a gloomy face came into view.
Don’t talk Gu Zhuoyang held her cold little hand in one hand and gently stroked her lower abdomen in the other, which was particularly confusing.
It hurts not to talk, said An Muxi, who was so weak that he might as well try to divert his attention.
Gu Zhuoyang looked at her halfdead, distressed to death, and simply lay half beside her and hugged her tightly for a moment. He suddenly said, You smell my smell and it will slowly stop hurting.
AnMuXi pain no reaction is also slow half racket casually answer you … have a sweat smell
Gu Zhuoyang face a black.
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Even if it smells of sweat, it’s just when I rushed to the hospital with her in my arms.
My arms are loose and the man’s deep eyes lock her pale cheeks. Do you think I am handsome?
An Muxi is … handsome
This is no time for narcissism …
How handsome?
… very handsome
Do you think I am good except handsome?
It hurts so much that Anmuxi doesn’t know that he has tested the routine. … good.
Gu Zhuoyang’s dark and handsome face finally got a little relief, and a little joke crossed his mouth. Since I am handsome and good, An Muxi, will you marry me?
The woman curled up in his arms showed Zheng.
Gu Zhuoyang gently pushed away her thin shoulders and gazed affectionately at her hand, gently helping her face blackened with cold sweat.
Will Anmuxi marry me?
Heart plop plop pick like seed of love young boy first confession Gu Zhuoyang ice face floating two faint red.
I was trying to distract her, but one accidentally proposed!
There is a moment of stagnation in the air.
Gradually, I don’t know whether it was lifting water to relieve pain or being shocked by Gu Zhuoyang’s words to forget the pain. An Muxi looked up slightly and looked at the man’s serious face dumbfounded.
Four eyes breathing tightly against each other, Gu Zhuoyang looked at those shining eyes like stars, and the line of sight slowly went to her show. Her lips were slightly parted, and she was so delicate that she could hardly see her pore face.
At this moment, his heart beats faster everywhere.