ABRWF Chapter 391.2

Jiang Nanshu took a deep breath before asking, “Who gave you those Buddhist beads on your wrist?”

Jiang Nanshu and Lu Qingyan had never openly mentioned Zhou Yanxu.

Even though he had heard her inner voice and knew of his existence, as long as they didn’t bring it up, they pretended that it never happened.

After a long silence, Lu Qingyan finally spoke, his tone somewhat cold: “Who do you think gave them to me?”

“I hope you can tell me the truth!”

The door lock was suddenly turned open.

The door was opened by Lu Qingyan.

Seeing Jiang Nanshu sitting on the bed, his coldness softened into gentleness: “Wife, we need to have a deep conversation face-to-face, otherwise, I can’t bring myself to say it.”

Before Jiang Nanshu could react, she saw him lock the door and start taking off his clothes. A blush rose on her fair cheeks.

“How can you be so shameless? Get out, you can say whatever you want.”

Lu Qingyan got into bed, and when he saw Jiang Nanshu trying to run away, he grabbed her ankle. His usually cold and aloof expression instantly blossomed like a begonia in bloom, and he smiled radiantly.

He took off the string of Buddhist prayer beads, revealing the ugly, crisscrossed scars on his wrists, then grabbed Jiang Nanshu’s hands and tied the beads onto her wrist.

He leaned closer, his tone unreadable: “Don’t struggle, or the prayer beads will break, and you’ll never find a second pair.”

Jiang Nanshu stopped.

These beads must have been prayed for to ensure Lu Qingyan’s safety; she’d seen him wearing them in her dream. She couldn’t let them break because of her.

Jiang Nanshu’s reaction caused Lu Qingyan a pang of pain in his heart.

She must have known that these were the Buddhist prayer beads Zhou Yanxu often wore, right?

Was that why she stopped struggling?

Was it to protect the beads, or did she believe that he was imprisoning her beloved Zhou Yanxu?

So was she obediently trying to protect him from harm?

His good mood, which he maintained all day, crumbled at this moment.

She always had a way of dragging him down to hell, even with just a word, a glance, or an unintentional action.

Lu Qingyan pulled Jiang Nanshu’s hand down. When the cool Buddhist beads touched her warm skin on her abdomen, she couldn’t help but hiss softly.

Her voice was soft and fragmented: “Lu Qingyan, slow down…”

He didn’t know how much time passed, but eventually he stopped using the small umbrella altogether.

When will this person change his habit of sleeping together when they can’t reach an agreement?

He didn’t even talk about it in bed either!

Jiang Nanshu didn’t wake up until noon.

Even after Lu Qingyan carried her to wash, she still felt uncomfortable.

Jiang Nanshu sighed. This time, they really hadn’t used any protection. Jiang Nanshu was a little afraid of getting pregnant.

She got dressed and, taking advantage of Lu Qingyan’s absence, sneaked into his room and rummaged through the closet.

She used to keep a box of birth control pills in a bag.

But when she found them, she discovered that they had expired several years ago.

Jiang Nanshu stared blankly at the medicine box.

Her thoughts were jumbled.

If…if she really was pregnant…

Jiang Nanshu thought that she would still give birth. Love is an instinct; she would love her child, not like her biological mother from the two worlds.

Thinking this way, she felt less resistant to the idea of ​​pregnancy.

Having a child who looks like her or Lu Qingyan, would that stop him from having unpredictable outbursts of madness?

For example, last night, she had no idea what was wrong with him; his actions were fierce and ruthless.

He seemed to want to tear her apart and devour her whole. It was terrifying.

Jiang Nanshu stood up, intending to find a place to throw away the expired medicine, when a shadow fell behind her, snatching the medicine box from her hand.

 

 

 

 

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