Sick beauty enemy is pregnant with my cub

Chapter 50 Song Dog Climbs into Bed

What people are most afraid of is actually the unknown result. Song Jing still can't remember what happened between him and Qin Mo before. He doesn't know what role Qin Mo played in that forgotten memory. And why did he just forget everything related to him? Traumatic memory, called trauma, it must not be a good memory.

Qin Mo's gaze fell on Song Jing as if it could penetrate people's hearts, and he saw every reaction in his eyes. After a long while, he slowly closed his eyes, unwilling to think or look again. He relaxed and leaned back on the chair behind him, Song Jing watched his movements, he knew that what he said was too pale now, he grabbed the wine glass on one side and drank it down, the two of them just lay down in the snowy night Sitting down, the air seemed to stand still.

Song Jing drank one glass of wine after another. When Qin Mo lifted the blanket and wanted to get up and go back to the room, he suddenly grabbed the man's arm and stood up. His two arms trapped the man on the recliner. The corners of Jiu Lian's eyes turned red, Qin Mo frowned, struggled a bit but did not break free from his grip, and warned in a low voice;

"Let go, what kind of drunkenness?"

Responding to him was a tighter grip on his arm, Song Jing stared at the person in front of him;

"I'm not drunk, Qin Mo, I'm sober, and I can be responsible for what I say later."

The baby in the stomach was moving a little bit, Qin Mo's eyes turned cold, his brows were furrowed, Song Jing was afraid of hurting his hand, so he let go of it a little, Qin Mo took the opportunity to push his arm away, and raised his hand After reassuring the child, he braced himself to get up, and glanced at the people around him with a warning on his face;

"Do you still want to go drunk again?"

These words struck Song Jing's head like a thunderbolt. He suddenly remembered the last time he was drunk in a bar. That time he caused Qin Mo to bleed, and he saw the panic and anger in his eyes. Afraid, Qin Mo didn't intend to tangle with him anymore, turned around and entered the room, leaving Song Jing standing alone, he swept the stove for cooking wine and the snow outside, how did the originally good atmosphere get to this point up.

He felt a little hot all over, and wanted to take a breath in the snow outside, but he didn't open the door when he came to the door. What he thought in his mind was that he couldn't catch a cold, and he couldn't take care of Qin Mo when he got a cold, so he turned around and went back In the room, Qin Mo was about to enter the bathroom, Song Jing was afraid that he would not be familiar with him, and hurriedly followed behind, but when he was about to step into the bathroom, the door closed, and he quickly closed the door;

"Let me help you wash it, it's your first time here."

Qin Mo looked at him and felt a little bit hesitant;

"It doesn't affect my ability to see where the bathtub is for the first time. Go out."

This bathroom seems to have been specially arranged, with non-slip mats laid from the entrance to the bathtub;

"Don't go out, I was inappropriate just now, I'm sorry, I really didn't drink too much, and I wouldn't drink too much with that little wine. This bathtub is a bit high and I have no time to change it. Can I help you in?"

He was so reckless that he didn't go out at all, and Qin Mo didn't say much anymore. He closed his eyes and recuperated after he helped him into the bathtub. Song Jing sat on a small bench beside him, thinking a lot, he wasn't casual A person who speaks will not say irresponsible words.

After taking a bath, he hugged Qin Mo out of the bathtub, Qin Mo changed into his pajamas, ignored the people behind him, returned to the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed, and was about to lie down, Song Jing suddenly walked over quickly;

"Qin Mo, I know that I have forgotten what happened before, and you don't think it is credible to say anything now, but I still have to say some things. I am not trying to excuse myself. The traumatic amnesia may indeed be caused by what happened at that time. What I can't accept, you said I was ten years old when I met you, but I'm not ten years old now, I don't think I'm still traumatized when I was ten years old, I'm almost 20 now Years are not lived in vain, so nothing in that memory can change my mind now."

This is what Song Jing just figured out. He can't deny that memory and the past, and he can't deny that maybe he really suffered from traumatic amnesia because of Qin Mo's behavior. But even if these are true, nearly 20 years have passed, everything Enough to start over, he will not deny the present intention because of the past.

Qin Mo stared at the person in front of him, there was no extra emotion in his handsome eyes;

"Let's talk about this when you think about it."

As she spoke, she propped herself up and wanted to lie down, Song Jing was suddenly a little anxious;

"No, I can't wait to remember. If I can't remember, then don't you never start with me?"

At this time, Song Jing was like a self-willed child, pulling Qin Mo's sleeve and refusing to let go, Qin Mo was annoyed by him, put his hand on his forehead, and rubbed his forehead that was jumping violently just now;

"What do you want?"

Song Jing paused, that's right, he was the one who forgot. Qin Mo has treated him very well these years, if he wants the stars but not the moon, what is he doing now?Let Qin Mo disregard everything in the past and only believe in his sincerity at this moment?His arrogance weakened immediately, and he didn't dare to talk about the previous thing when he saw Qin Mo's face was bad;

"I don't want to do anything. I'm dazed. Is my head uncomfortable? Zhou Hai said that some people occasionally have a headache during pregnancy, so you lie down and I will massage it for you. Don't talk about it, I really won't talk about the previous one." gone."

He raised his hand to help Qin Mo lie down, but Qin Mo refused to appreciate it;

"Smelly of alcohol, stay away from me."

"Then I'll take a shower right away."

He finished the bath at the speed of a battle bath, put on his clothes and went out. Qin Mo had already lay down. Now that the child has grown up, he can basically only lie on his side. Only when Song Jing got closer did he realize that his eyebrows were still slightly frowned. So, it probably means that the body is not comfortable;

"I've used a lot of body wash and rinsed my mouth with the hottest mouthwash. It's all peppermint. Now there's absolutely no smell of alcohol. Is it a headache? I'll massage it for you. I promise it will be fine. .”

Qin Mo couldn't bear his nagging;

"Are you a magic hand?"

Is it okay to press it?

Song Jing smiled;

"You can also understand it in this way. Free labor is not in vain. Come and lie down for a while."

He helped Qin Mo lie down for a while, pulled the chair and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbed his hands to warm them up, and gently massaged the forehead of the man, and even helped him press his head with his hands. Some of them were learned from Zhou Hai, which can be regarded as semi-professional. The room was very quiet, and it took him a while to make a soft sound;

"I didn't mean to annoy you on purpose. I just wanted to express my heart to you because of the good atmosphere, but it turned out to be self-defeating."

Qin Mo did snort coldly without opening his mouth, but Song Jing curled his lips. He suddenly felt that this person was cute.

He pressed it for 15 minutes before he stopped;

"It's not bad for the waist even if the head is pressed. The little guy always moves your waist and it doesn't feel good. If you are sleepy, just close your eyes and sleep. I will be lighter. You can sleep better when your waist is loose."

After finishing speaking, Song Jing wanted to help the man turn around and lie on his side so that he could press his waist by the bed, but he didn't want Qin Mo to separate his hands;

"Over there."

Song Jing paused for a moment before realizing that he asked him to go to the other side to give him a massage, so she could only take the essential oil and climbed onto the bed to lift the quilt;

"Is it the severe pain in the waist?"

He was afraid that Qin Mo would be in so much pain that he would not be able to move, so Qin Mo opened his eyes, looking out from here, he could see the snowflakes dancing under the dim light in the garden, it was so beautiful and quiet;

"You're blocking the view."

Song Jing just raised her head and looked outside, feeling overwhelmed, but it's good that this person is interested in seeing the scenery;

"Zhou Hai said that the burden on the waist in the late pregnancy is even greater. There is a special pillow for pregnancy that can be more comfortable. I have already ordered it and it should be delivered tomorrow. You can try it at that time, and it may be more comfortable when you sleep."

He pressed his hands on the man's waist, allowing the soothing essential oil to slowly absorb, and when his hands reached his waist, they would linger slightly;

"Smear a little on your stomach. You see, this essential oil is wasted if you don't use it. May I help you apply a little?"

When he was in the Public Security Bureau, this person accepted him to paint it once, but he was always not very active afterwards. He persuaded him two or three times that maybe one time he could paint it. Qin Mo didn't object. He opened the corner of his clothes a little, and his eyes fell on the place where there were some lines before. After these few days, he couldn’t tell if it was deep. He poured a little more essential oil into the palm of his hand. He can only apply essential oil when the person tacitly agrees. Only when I can touch my belly, I can't hide my excitement every time.

The warm touch, and occasionally the little guy in his belly would give him a little response, but today it was a bit noisy, Qin Mo frowned slightly;

"Be obedient, it's night, don't make trouble with Dad, if you don't like the smell, let's change it tomorrow, okay?"

There was a gentle smile on the corners of Song Jing's eyes and on the brows, and she was discussing with the little guy in her stomach. The movement in her stomach really gradually became smaller, and Song Jing immediately looked at Qin Mo;

"Look how smart this kid is, he understands."

"He was quarreled by you."

Song Jing "..."

After pressing, the warmth of the waist and back is much more comfortable than when it was stiff and painful before. Qin Mo was a little sleepy, and was about to fall asleep groggyly. Song Jing put away the essential oils and looked at the other pillow next to the bed. , A storm immediately started in his mind, what would happen if he slept on the bed today?He kept assuming the consequences in his mind, and before he could figure out why, he heard an extremely heartless voice;

"Go down."

Well, this person should be tired, so let's think of a solution another day, but Song Jing washed his hands before lightly taking out the quilt and blanket from the cabinet, Qin Mo knew he didn't go out when he heard the movement, Still preparing to make the floor, Song Jing made her own nest, found the remote control she put away from the drawer of the bedside table, and silently placed it next to the man's pillow.

It was snowing quietly outside, and the house was quiet. With the lights turned off, you could vaguely see snowflakes dancing through the faint light outside, but Song Jing felt a little insomnia. It was always separated by a layer of mist, which made him unable to see clearly what it looked like inside. Gradually, he felt as if he couldn't move. The state was hard to describe, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or awake.

Countless fragments flashed through his mind, but they were all scattered fragments of pictures, the dark room, the windows seemed to be sealed by something, Song Jing didn't know where it was, and flashed before his eyes All kinds of figures, some familiar and some unfamiliar, this place gave him a very bad feeling, he subconsciously wanted to escape, but found that he couldn't move his whole body, his hands and feet couldn't be controlled at all, and he couldn't even raise his head , he saw a pair of black boots on the ground getting closer and closer, and he could hear the sound of those boots stepping on the ground.

He instinctively wanted to hide back, but there was no way to retreat. Behind him, he saw a figure in a trance, and then a bloody light flashed in front of his eyes, and a frightened man with white eyes suddenly appeared in front of him. He wanted to step back, but there was a wall behind him so that he couldn't take half a step back. Panting heavily, Song Jing suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, breathing heavily, looking straight ahead as if Still looking for those white miserable eyes, he swallowed a breath, only to find that his whole body was already soaked in sweat, and sweat was still dripping from his forehead.

Qin Mo was also awakened, and turned around with his back propped up to see Song Jing sitting up, staring straight ahead and panting heavily;

"what happened?"

The familiar voice made Song Jing wake up like a dream, he turned his head in a daze, he could clearly see the worry in Qin Mo's eyes through the weak light outside, he didn't say anything, he got up and sat down beside the bed;

"I had a dream."

Qin Mo's eyes were a bit inquiring, but he still didn't ask any questions;

"Then go to sleep."

Song Jing has no intention of going back;

"Can I just build a side? It's on this side. I promise I won't disturb your sleep or move around. Just this one."

He was still panting when he spoke. The bed in the master bedroom is really not small. Song Jing and Qin Mo naturally slept on the same bed in the past, and Qin Mo didn't have the habit of sleeping in the middle by himself. , still sleeping on one side of the bed as usual, resulting in a large side of the kingsize bed being vacant, Song Jing’s request of only one small piece of space does not seem to be too much in such a large open space .

After a long while, Qin Mo closed his eyes without saying anything. Song Jing couldn't restrain the ecstasy in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it at all. He hugged the quilt on the floor and carefully lay down on the side of the bed, only covering half of it. Pillows, people are afraid to lean over there, for fear of being rejected, they won't even be able to grab this little bit.

When Qin Mo got up in the middle of the night, he was sleepy and subconsciously reached out to grab the remote control from one side, but it hit Song Jing on the forehead unexpectedly, and Song Jing woke up with a start;

"Ah, what?"

Qin Mo's heart trembled at his unexpected howl, and his heart beat suddenly violently. He stretched out his hand to press it. Song Jing woke up and realized it. When he turned on the bedside lamp, he saw the person beside him raised his hand and pressed it. heart?

The author says:

Song Dog, you dare to touch Mr. Qin even after drinking;

After finally climbing onto the bed, Mr. Qin probably kicked him down on his back;