Wei Lang Seducer's Handbook

Chapter 105 He is here

Here Wei Ziqing didn't know what happened outside, he was still quietly waiting for the attack.

Dr. Wang said that it would be half an hour soon, or two hours at most, and he took a deep breath to calm down.

"Ah, Axiu."

Wei Ziqing suddenly shouted in panic.

Axiu stood up straight in fright: "Why, what's the matter, it's started?"

Wei Ziqing touched his lower abdomen, feeling a little unsure about how hot it was: "It seems to be? Help me go to the toilet."

The latrine was built outside, and there was no fire, and the small cold wind was blowing from under the crack of the door.

Axiu was also waiting outside with her, but it must have been too long.

"Brother Qing, are you alright?"

Wei Ziqing's voice came from inside: "It seems to have a stomachache."

I was also afraid that Axiu would be scared, and I didn't know whether to comfort him or persuade myself: "It's all right, don't panic, go and see if the fire is out."

Wei Ziqing's stomach suddenly began to feel like a sea of ​​​​tumbling rivers, and began to have a sharp cramping pain, and he couldn't help but let out a sound of pain, so this feeling is like this——

Immediately, his face became more and more strange. This feeling, why is it so smooth, how can it be okay if it becomes more and more comfortable?

He summoned up the courage to look down.

"..."

Axiu heard brother Qing's low humming inside, she was about to burst into tears, but suddenly there was no sound inside, which frightened him.

"How's it going?"

I'm about to go in.

Wei Ziqing hurriedly said: "Don't come in!"

"Then you said it, you're terrified of me!"

Wei Ziqing was silent again, and when Axiu was about to jump, Wei Ziqing came out.

Except for his face turning a little pale, Wei Ziqing was no different from usual.

Axiu was a little confused, the scene he imagined should be very bloody, why is it different?

Wei Ziqing's eyes were lost, and he walked towards the gate of the courtyard like a ghost.

Axiu grabbed him: "What are you going to do?"

Only then did Wei Ziqing come back to his senses a little: "I'll go find Doctor Wang, it's all right, don't follow me now."

Brother Qing obviously didn't want to say more, and drifted out in a daze.

When I saw Dr. Wang, the pharmacy was empty.

Without saying a word, Wei Ziqing sat directly opposite Doctor Wang: "Please feel the pulse for me."

Doctor Wang stretched out his hand to catch his pulse, and retracted it after a while.

"What's wrong with you recently?"

"Dizziness, nausea, weakness, drowsiness."

Wei Ziqing whispered more and more, for fear that others would overhear.

Dr. Wang nodded: "Normally, it's cold today, and you have a bad foundation. When you fainted years ago, I didn't insist on taking the medicine prescribed. Now it's not bad just because you're just tired."

Wei Ziqing opened his eyes wide: "So, there is nothing else?"

Dr. Wang nodded: "Pay attention to rest, don't be too tired, new illnesses, old illnesses, and excessive pressure, so you may experience occasional retching, but the more you do this, the more you must eat well, so as not to hurt your stomach, drink more millet porridge ..."

Wei Ziqing couldn't help interrupting Dr. Wang: "But my red mole is getting lighter, it's really not—"

Doctor Wang looked at him strangely, and finally came to his senses: "You don't think you're pregnant? It's not accurate to judge the early stage of pregnancy with red moles. It depends on the person's skin color, surrounding temperature, etc. It’s better to make random guesses and consult a doctor in time.”

Seeing the old doctor's cloudy but shrewd eyes, Wei Ziqing felt as if he had been seen through, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he got up and was about to leave.

Doctor Wang stopped him and handed over the prescription: "You still refuse to take the medicine? If you don't take it, you will suffer even more!"

Wei Ziqing followed the apprentice to get the medicine, and went out in a daze.

Although he had such a big oolong, he didn't really have to suffer from miscarriage, it was a good thing for him anyway.

Nighthawk was on the roof, heard the words clearly, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This lady can really make a fuss!

Immediately afterwards, another letter was sent to inform them of this matter.

But he forgot that three hours had passed since the last letter was sent, and at the speed of the messenger, he had already passed through three or four letter stations by this time, and it was far from being able to catch up.

Now that everything was fine, Wei Ziqing also put the matter behind him, lay down at home for another day, and had enough rest, even though he still had no strength, he still got up and started working in the workshop - He Shui - Qian Ji Shuttle, busy hands and feet do not touch the ground.

As soon as this front foot entered Qianji, he was caught by shopkeeper Zhang: "Coincidentally, I was looking for you. Our boss is here, and I have something to talk to you about."

Because of the strong wind, Wei Ziqing asked Xiu Lang to sew a hood on the cloak, and put it on as soon as he went out, which blocked a lot of coldness.

It was snowing outside, the hat was covered with snowflakes, Wei Ziqing was flapping it, his eyes lit up when he heard that, every time Liu Linqi came to the county, he could negotiate a deal.And this time there must be a large sum of money, otherwise the hawthorn business is just starting, how could he be willing to come to the county when he has time?

Not caring about taking off his cloak, he went to the back room with joy, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the coquettish bag sitting upright with a blank expression on his face.

"What's wrong? You're not happy to see this?"

Liu Linqi snorted coldly, turned her head and did not speak.

Wei Ziqing was thinking about how he had offended the rich man, when a figure suddenly appeared behind him, which startled him.

Wei Ziqing stared blankly at the masked person who walked up to him, a little dazed, the room was steaming with charcoal fire, there was a hazy feeling.

"Why are you here?"

A smile flashed across Song Boming's exposed eyes, and he took off the black cloth: "Aren't you afraid of admitting the wrong person?"

I haven't seen Song Boming for two months, and Song Boming doesn't seem to have changed much. People can tell when they see him that it's still him.

Wei Ziqing pursed his lips and gave him a push: "It looks like a bear, so there's nothing wrong with admitting it."

Song Boming leaned over and rubbed his round cheek with one hand. It felt smooth and tender, and he couldn't help pinching it.

"Fat again?"

It's this sentence again!

Wei Ziqing pushed his hand away angrily: "Annoying!"

Song Boming smiled, grabbed his hand with his backhand, and was about to say something when he remembered that there were still people in the room.

"Master Liu?"

Liu Linqi's expression had already turned into that of an angry hamster, staring desperately at the hands they were holding, and moved up to the two dog lovers angrily.

"Could it be possible to let me move the ground?!"

Wei Ziqing's face turned red, and he hurriedly pulled out his hand. Only then did he realize that there were still people in the room and started to move, which made him a little shy.

The soft little hand escaped from it, Song Boming felt a little regretful.

He asked nonchalantly: "Then do you want to watch our husband and wife make out?"

Not only was Liu Linqi flushed with anger, panting heavily, she yelled "Shameless!" and then left the scene in grief

Wei Ziqing was also embarrassed by his words, he said that he didn't want to be fake after so long, but he was so explicit that it was difficult for Wei Ziqing to express any emotions.

Song Boming stretched out his hand to pull him again, but Wei Ziqing thought he was going to do something, so he hid for a while.

Then he said in a low voice: "Yes, why don't we go home and let others see how bad it is."

Song Boming smiled softly: "I'm kidding him, so what can I really do here?"

Wei Ziqing blushed, Song Boming stopped teasing him when he saw this, took his hand and found a chair to sit down on.

Brother Qing's hands are soft and boneless, he likes them the most, so the two separated the tea table, and they were not willing to let go, holding them in their hands and playing with them, no matter what the lovers did, it was provocative.

Wei Ziqing's heart was beating like thunder, enjoying and being shy, he obediently lowered his head and let others knead him.

So I didn't see Song Boming's face gradually becoming expressionless, but his voice remained normal.

"I won't go back, I'll just ask you a few words and leave."

"Walk?"

Wei Ziqing raised his head abruptly, a little in disbelief.

Seeing his cold face again, as if he was angry, but he didn't hear the intimate gestures in his hands, Wei Ziqing couldn't figure it out, and continued hesitantly: "What do you want to ask?"

Song Boming stared directly at the smoke from the incense burner in front of him, and instead of looking at him, he said stiffly, "What's wrong with you to hide from me?"

Wrong thing?

Wei Ziqing felt guilty, and scratched his palm flatteringly.

"I'm not saying bad things about you, saying that you have an outside room, raise your children outside, and abandon your messy wife..."

Wei Ziqing's voice became softer, and then he became more confident: "But this is the only way to break our relationship, otherwise what will happen if someone comes to the door, how dangerous it is for me to be a gentleman! You are not at home, how pitiful I am, You are still blaming me for worrying and fearing all day long."

Song Boming glanced at Brother Qing, who had tears in his eyes, and felt a little headache.

He obviously came to ask for guilt, but he beat him up again, but it was a fact that he was left at home by himself. He felt ashamed in his heart, so he stretched out his arms to pick him up and hugged him on his lap.

"Don't cry, I don't blame you."

Wei Ziqing raised his head, full of grievances: "Really?"

"Of course it's true."

Hearing his promise, Wei Ziqing blinked, but there was no trace of water in his eyes, he hugged his neck and kissed him with a smile: "I like you the most."

Song Boming coughed, there was a slight noise on the roof, and then the silence returned.

Wei Ziqing naturally didn't notice it, and naturally he didn't know that it was really nobody at this time.

Song Boming was afraid that Brother Qing would be too good at acting like a baby, and later he would forget the reason for traveling thousands of miles, so his face darkened, and he asked directly.

"What about the child?"

"What child?"

Although the fragrance is soft in his bosom, Song Boming can't get the slightest bit of charm. Seeing this man's ignorant face, he thought he was still acting, and his heart ached for a moment. He stood up from the chair and let go of the little man in his arms. , let him stand up too.

Originally, he thought that the atmosphere would be more serious and he would be able to answer the questions properly, but Brother Qing, as if he really didn't understand, grabbed his collar and refused to let go, just clung to him and couldn't get down.

"Come down."

Song Boming's tone was filled with anger, obviously angry.

Wei Ziqing struggled to hold his shoulders, with his toes half on the ground, hanging on his body.

"Why are you so angry, you can't speak directly if you have something to say?"

Song Boming ignored him, with grief in his eyes: "You still want to hide it from me? I still don't know when you are acting or when you are sincere. Why? You are not even willing to give birth to me? You Is your heart made of stone?"

ah?How did it get involved in having a baby?

Wei Ziqing didn't know that Song Boming got the letter of his "abortion", so he didn't think about it at all.

I just thought Song Boming wanted to have a baby with him.

He was very determined not to give birth to others, but a few days ago he thought he was pregnant, so he was determined to beat her.

But seeing Song Boming's really sad look today, he hesitated, is the child so important to him?

He also thought that if he married a wife and the wife refused to give birth to him, he might also doubt whether his wife loved him, right?

Thinking about it this way, Wei Ziqing was a little shaken, if he insisted on...

"Well, that child doesn't mean that there is one, so don't worry too much."

Still unable to say what he promised, Wei Ziqing had no choice but to say a few vague words of comfort, trying to get away with it.

Unexpectedly, Song Boming shook his head in disappointment, and easily pulled him off his body.

He took a deep breath, like a sigh.

"Brother Qing, I rushed back day and night, and I couldn't even hear a word of your truth."

Think of him as a good man, standing upright outside, who knows that in the end, he can't even control his own wife, but what makes him feel cold is that he still can't leave this hypocritical little guy, and he is reluctant to leave after being played around .

Wei Ziqing was also angry: "Okay, tell the truth, tell the truth, children are important to me? So what if I don't give birth to you, you don't want me, right?"

Song Boming also had a bad tone: "The child is not your own. Did you kill him and ask me for my opinion? Who gave you the courage to make such a big decision? Do you still have it in your eyes?"

Ga?

"Wait a minute!" Wei Ziqing looked at him suspiciously: "Abort the child—how did you know?"

Song Boming only felt that he had admitted it, and felt that he was right, so he didn't hide it from him.

"I sent someone to protect your safety, but I didn't expect to get this news."

He laughed at himself, looking extremely lonely.

Only then did Wei Ziqing realize that what the two said was specious, they were not the same thing at all!

"Send someone to protect me? Are people staring at what I say and do?" Wei Ziqing only felt uncomfortable, and looked up at the roof vigilantly: "You won't be guarding the roof every day, right?"

Yeying, who was reunited with Song Boming's brothers, suddenly felt cold behind his back and scratched his head inexplicably.

Song Boming frowned and didn't answer: "Are you still in the mood to think about this? I've already told you, I know about your abortion."

Wei Ziqing stared at him provocatively: "So what? Are you going to hit me?"

Song Poming's seven orifices were full of smoke, and he pulled his hand over to teach him a lesson, but when he got there, he raised it high, lowered it lightly, and patted his butt through his clothes, but he was puzzled, and squeezed it hard again.

Wei Ziqing groaned in pain, his face wrinkled into a bun, and he deliberately didn't tell him: "The child is gone, you don't want me anymore?"

If he dared to say no, Wei Ziqing was determined to turn against him no matter if he was angry or not.

Song Boming sighed: "I know, you are afraid that the child will not be safe, right? It will be the same when we go to the next life when we are stable. I am just angry at you for making decisions without authorization. At any rate, you wait until I come back to take the medicine. Does it hurt? Is your body recovering?"

Wei Ziqing's heart was astringent, his eyes were sore, Song Boming was still making excuses for him, stubbornly refusing to believe that he really didn't want to have a baby.

Suddenly it's gone, and then go to set a trap to test his mood.

"Your informant probably only saw the first half. Later, I went to the pharmacy again. Doctor Wang said that I was not pregnant at all."

Song Boming was taken aback, and repeated unconsciously: "No?"

Wei Ziqing pushed him away, turned to the side by himself, lowered his head so that people could not see his emotions clearly.

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