Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Shu Nuan finished his tea indifferently and returned the cup to him.

Ning Chengyuan: "..."

He took the teacup and put it on the desk beside him, then turned his head back and stared at Shunuan, waiting for her to give him an answer.

But Shu Nuan turned a deaf ear to his words, and said indifferently: "I'm tired, you go out."

"Did you sleep well?"

"I can sleep."

"There's a person in the next room waiting for the antidote, and he'll die if he doesn't have the antidote, do you know that?!"

Shu Nuan raised his eyes coldly, and shouted after him: "Get out!"

Ning Chengyuan was taken aback by her drinking, probably because he was used to Shunuan's soft temper, he had never seen her screaming like this moment, even with cold and sharp eyes.

Ning Chengyuan still wanted to say something, but seeing Shu Nuan's complexion getting worse and worse, he remembered that Shu Nuan couldn't get angry right now, and he also lost his mind for a while because of Sheng Qianmo's matter, Ning Chengyuan Zhang He opened his mouth, wanted to apologize to her but couldn't hold back his face, so he could only tighten his mouth and get up, and before going out, he poured another cup of tea for her and put it next to the bedside table.

Shu Nuan couldn't sleep.

She leaned against the bed with her legs bent and half sat, squinting dimly at the candle on the desk, the candle tears dripped down along the candle and solidified into a small piece.

The candles were shining brightly, a little scorching.

Shu Nuan blinked her eyes lightly, then lowered her head again, carefully pressing her two little hands on her lower abdomen, two lines of tears streaming down her face, she whispered expressionlessly: "Did Shu Nuan make a mistake..."

However, is it wrong to want to count Nuan's little babies alive?

She doesn't believe in fate.

Fate is in her own hands. God let this child come to her. She was not prepared from the beginning to the end, and she didn't know how to prepare, but she accepted it, didn't she?

It's just that Sheng Qianmo's fate got involved in the end.

...

The night slowly deepened.

Jing Che stood outside her door and did not move for a long time.

His expression remained the same, or rather, he had no expression from the beginning to the end, but in the sad night, Jing Che's thin figure seemed particularly lonely.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Jing Che finally knocked lightly on the door.

There was no movement from inside.

The door was not locked, and Jing Che pushed it open with a slight push. There was a lamp burning inside the room, and the candle was about to go out, so Jing Che walked over and lit the candle again.

After lighting the lamp, Jing Che was about to turn around and go out when he heard a hoarse voice from the other side of the bed, "Ache."

Jing Che turned his head and saw Shu Nuan sitting on the side of the bed with his legs bent, looking at him quietly.

"Are you hungry?" Jing Che asked her.

Shu Nuan shook his head and asked him, "Why are you here..."

Jing Che was silent for a moment, and looked at her with heavy eyes: "So you think that such a big thing has nothing to do with me?"

Shu Nuan looked at him, fell silent, and lowered his head without any reaction, probably because he didn't even have the energy to explain.

She allowed Ning Chengyuan to misunderstand, and she also allowed Ah Che to misunderstand.

I don't want to say anything.

But Jing Che always paused for a moment, and then continued: "Candied sweet potatoes?"

Shu Nuan pursed her lips, "Ache, you should rest early."

Jing Che turned around and left. Not long after, he came in with a plate of freshly prepared candied sweet potatoes. He pushed the bedside table in front of her, and poured another cup of freshly boiled tea, "Eat."

Shu Nuan didn't know why, his eyes were hot, and he didn't know what was causing trouble in his heart, but he felt a sense of grievance welling up in his heart.