Chapter 595 Hey, Yin Muchen, Are You Going to Cry?

These girls naturally knew that Ning Qing had told them on purpose, and their faces turned pale.

After Ning Qing left, everyone in the corridor slowly came to their senses. They still couldn't believe that Yin Shuiling and Yin Muchen...

…

In the infirmary.

Yin Muchen gently laid Yin Shuiling on the hospital bed. He knelt down on one knee in front of the girl, raised his hand and touched her pale face. He asked, "Where does it hurt?"

Yin Shuiling covered her lower abdomen with her small hands and pouted, "My stomach hurts."

Yin Muchen looked at her flat belly, then reached out to cover her cold hands and massaged her gently, "Don't take medicine in the future."

"Oh," Yin Shuiling raised her lips and smiled, her voice was lazy and sweet, "Why don't you take medicine? Did the doctor three years ago say that I wouldn't be able to get pregnant in the future? When you got pregnant last night, Didn’t I just think of it, it’s really advantageous for you, you don’t have to use a condom and you don’t have to worry about anything.”

Yin Muchen's big hands were stiff. This topic was too painful and it was a threshold that the two of them could never get past.

The atmosphere instantly became depressed. Yin Muchen pursed his thin lips until they turned white. He said slowly, "If you don't have children, you won't have children. I don't like children anyway..."

What did he say?

What does her infertility have to do with him not liking children?

Yin Shuiling's smile became colder, "Just because you don't like children doesn't mean that I don't like them... Or, if I'm pregnant with your child, will you let me abort it?"

Yin Muchen really doesn't like children. Children are too weak. Once they are born, they must be responsible for the child's life. And even if he is raised responsibly, he will most likely be useless and unfilial in the future.

He is a businessman and will not invest in such unreliable projects.

But now she told him, if I break your child...

Yin Muchen felt that his resolute heart was touched for a moment, like a feather brushing across the water, causing ripples in circles.

After a moment of silence, he whispered, "If you are pregnant, we will give birth, and I will raise both you and the child... If you really like the child, we..."

We can do test tubes in the future, now that medicine is so advanced...

Before he could finish his words, Yin Shuiling interrupted him with "Haha". She suddenly didn't want to talk about this topic with him, and she didn't even want to talk to him, so she made a perfunctory joke, "Why are you so unprincipled? One moment I don’t like children, and the next I want them.”

The girl's casual teasing brought out a hint of sweetness and tenderness. Yin Muchen felt his waist and abdomen go numb and his Adam's apple rolled.

He stood up and held her in his arms. Yin Shuiling nestled quietly in his chest like a kitten. She was weak and exhausted and wanted to sleep. She closed her eyes.

When she left the infirmary, she vaguely heard the man's low-pitched voice, "Shui Ling, let's go home..."

"Well..." She responded vaguely.

Yin Muchen felt his whole heart soften when he saw her soft and harmless look at this moment. He lowered his eyes and kissed her forehead gently, "Shui Ling, don't take medicine in the future, and I won't take any measures...yesterday Late, I did think about it. My idea is very simple. If you don’t have it, forget it. If you have it, just..."

The girl was already asleep and couldn't hear what he said. Yin Muchen kissed her little face and murmured in a low voice, "Shui Ling, I don't like children, but if you give birth to them, I will... I want both you and the child..."

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Yin Shuiling was woken up. She opened her eyes with difficulty. She had returned to the villa and was sleeping on the soft big bed in the bedroom. In front of her was Yin Muchen, a man squatting beside her bed.

Auntie is also there, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand, "Miss Yin, it's already evening. You haven't eaten anything since lunch. Now get up and eat this bowl of porridge."

Yin Shuiling felt like she was exhausted, and she didn't even have the strength to frown. She pouted her cherry-like mouth and said in a soft and hoarse voice, "I don't want to eat."

Yin Muchen took the small bowl from his aunt's hand, then stirred the hot porridge with a small spoon and blew on the hot air. He coaxed her like a child, "Shui Ling, be good, get up and eat some porridge. If you don't eat porridge, you will be even worse." How can I get better from this disease if I don’t have the strength?”

Yin Shuiling felt that this man was very annoying and kept chattering endlessly. She stretched out her white jade hand and pushed the bowl in his hand, "Go away, I won't eat."

Yin Muchen was unprepared. She pushed the bowl of steaming porridge and the whole bowl fell onto his white shirt.

"Sir!" Auntie exclaimed, quickly pulled out a few paper towels and came forward, "Sir, this bowl of porridge just came out of the pot, have you been burned?"

Yin Muchen didn't even look at his shirt. He grabbed the girl's little hand and growled with a serious face, "Shui Ling, have you been burned? Speak!"

The bowl of porridge was very hot, and he could feel it in his hand. The girl pushed the bowl of noodles with her hand, and he was afraid that she would get burned.

Yin Shuiling tried her best to withdraw her little hand, "Let go... why are you so annoying, like a fly... I want to sleep, I really want to sleep..."

Yin Muchen, who was called a "fly" for the first time in his life, didn't even frown. He carefully checked that there was no pain on the girl's face before letting go of her little hand.

As soon as Yin Shuiling took off her clothes, she quickly turned around and slept with her back to him.

The disgust is palpable.

Auntie went to the shower room and brought out a wet towel. Yin Muchen wiped her body and changed into a white shirt. After cleaning up the mess, Auntie asked with concern, "Sir, do you want to feed Miss Yin some porridge?" ?”

Yin Muchen looked at the girl's back and shook his head, "Forget it, let her sleep for a while, and wait until she's hungry. Aunt, it's getting late, you go back."

Aunt was worried, "Miss Yin must be hungry at night, I'll stay here to take care of her tonight."

"No need, I'm here."

Aunt smiled, "Sir, you never go to the kitchen, if Miss Yin is hungry, do you know what to do? Or I'll stay here."

Yin Muchen really never went to the kitchen, and never did housework. His only thing was to make money, and his life was naturally arranged and taken care of by someone.

He still has a very traditional male chauvinism in his blood, men are responsible for supporting the family, and women take care of their husbands and children. His mother used to be like this, and his family was very happy and harmonious.

He hopes that he will be like this in the future.

"Aunt, you put the porridge in the microwave, and I'll go down to heat it up when she's hungry."

Aunt thought this was okay, "Okay, sir, I'll go back first after I'm done."

"Yes."

Aunt left.

…

Auntie left, and there were only two people left in the room. It was very quiet. Yin Muchen climbed onto the bed with one long leg, and then leaned his handsome back against the head of the bed. He lowered his eyes and looked at the little woman.

Her face was very pale, and her skin, which was originally egg white, was now bloodless, and the blue and thin blood vessels inside could be clearly seen. Yin Muchen frowned with heartache and reached out to touch her little face.

When he touched her, the girl trembled, and her white jade hand covered her lower abdomen, and she curled up into a ball.

Yin Muchen was startled and immediately said, "Shuiling, what's wrong? Is your stomach hurting again?"

Yin Shuiling twisted twice on the bed. Her stomach hurt so much that she couldn't bear the pain, so the tears in her eyes "crackled" and fell down, "Woo woo..." She sobbed softly.

Seeing the tears on her face, Yin Muchen's handsome eyebrows were knitted into the shape of a "川" character. He used one big hand to move her little head in his arms, and used the other hand to touch her belly. He coaxed her softly, "Shuiling, does it hurt? I'll rub it for you, don't cry, okay?"

Hearing his voice, Yin Shuiling felt annoyed, and she twisted in his arms, "Woo woo, go away... The cat cries over the rat, you are the culprit... My stomach hurts, it hurts... Don't hug me, woo woo..."

Her voice was silent. Strength, even scolding people is thin and soft, little lamb, Yin Muchen felt soft in his heart, and his body was soft, not knowing how to relieve her pain. He panicked and kissed the tears on her face, "Sorry, sorry Shuiling, it's all my fault... Don't cry, I'll be confused when you cry, my heart hurts so much..."

This man is so shameless, she was like this and he still pressed his body on her, he also took the opportunity to kiss her and said sweet words to her, Yin Shuiling was angry, the more angry she was, the more tears she shed.

The white jade little hand stretched out and slapped his handsome cheek, "Get out, get out!"

The beaten Yin Muchen did not react at all, he buried his head deeply in her pink neck, "I won't leave, don't drive me away... I'll leave when you're better... Shuiling, be good, don't cry..."

Yin Shuiling was quiet, this man refused to leave, she was wasting her energy to toss and turn, opened her eyes, she looked at the man on her body

The dim light in the room shone down from the man's head. He raised his head from her pink neck, their faces close together. He looked at her with his dark eyes, which were soft and shiny, and...wet inside.

Yin Shuiling was shocked, and the pain in her stomach was attracted by the moisture in the man's eyes. She asked curiously, "Hey, Yin Muchen, are you going to cry?"

Yin Muchen looked at her and denied, "I'm not."

"You're lying, you're obviously going to cry!" Yin Shuiling smiled and laughed at him, "Yin Muchen, are you ashamed? How old are you, 31 years old, why are you crying? It's me who's in pain, not you."

Yin Muchen's ears turned red, his face was a little unnatural, looking at the girl, his soft voice brought out a bit of pity, "You're crying and screaming in pain, I don't know what to do? Don't drive me away, I'll hold you..."

Yin Shuiling looked at his appearance and twisted her eyebrows. How sharp and murderous this man was in the business world, how cruel he was to her and the Yin family, but now he seemed to have changed.

Who would have thought that Yin Muchen, who is now a big shot in the financial circle, would lie on her body and be at a loss like a child when she was crying and in pain.

Just now, he seemed to be really about to... cry!

Yin Shuiling turned over and didn't look at him. Her nose was filled with his refreshing and pleasant masculine scent. She pressed her face into the pillow, refusing to smell it. She pouted her lips and said fiercely, "Go away, don't press me!"