Gong Ou’s face darkened even more as he reached out to pinch his neck, “Shi Xiaonian, you did it on purpose, didn’t you? Do you believe that I won’t kill you right now? “
Shi Xiaonian’s eyes were as clear as spring water, curved into the shape of a crescent moon, appearing exceptionally gentle and beautiful.
After Gong Ou finished shouting, he turned and walked towards the bathroom.
That night, Shi Xiaonian did not sleep much.
Closing the door, Shi Xiaonian opened a cabinet and took out a big bag of pregnancy testing rods.
Gong Ou really wanted her to give him a child, so he had always been preparing a bunch of pregnancy testing rods in the castle that were not used.
It takes five minutes to wait for the results of the pregnancy test.
When the blanket fell from her hands, she bit her lips. Could it be that he still didn’t believe in her innocence and thought that the child in her womb was …
Shi Xiaonian’s eyes flashed with thought, then she thought about the calendar mark that she had seen on Gong Ou’s phone.
It began on the very first day of her postponement.
What was originally a happy thing was no longer a happy thing.
The door was pushed in from the outside,
“Three weeks?” Gong Ou stared at the doctor gloomily, “What number is it?”
“What, what number?” There were very few people who would want to be precise enough to what number they used, as they were all calculated based on the date of ovulation.
“Miss Shi?”
Shi Xiaonian endured it, not shaking off Gong Ou, as she stood still.
“I want to go back.”
Shi Xiaonian didn’t look at his face, and only lightly said.