Chapter 17 Little Anchor × Perverted Boss Stalker (17)
Ye Nanzhi helped him to the bed, and she stood up to separate the distance between the two.
"Zhizhi, you are the only one I have, don't you even want me?"
Mo Sichen's eyes were reddish with tears in his eyes. He grabbed Ye Nanzhi's hand and put it on his chest. His violent heartbeat hit her already unstable heart.
"Zhizhi, you are the one pretending to be here, but you don't forgive me. You just want to leave me. Do you know how I feel?" Tears fell from Mo Sichen's eyes again, "My heart hurts so much." it hurts."
Ye Nanzhi pursed her lips, hers had already become completely soft.
"do not Cry."
She nodded and wiped away the tears on his face, feeling confused.
Mo Sichen pulled her against him and the two embraced each other, "I'm sorry Zhizhi, I'll give you whatever you want, but can you please don't leave me."
The pitiful tone exuded a light grape smell, and Ye Nanzhi was addicted to it.
She didn't talk, so Mo Sichen kept kissing her on the lips.
"understood."
Ye Nanzhi just wanted to coax the person down first, but Mo Sichen stared at her with bright eyes, "Keep your word."
Ye Nanzhi felt as if she had jumped into the trap he had set, but she still nodded.
Mo Sichen pinched her lips and held on, turning her over and pressing her on the bed. The drunkenness in his eyes seemed to have dissipated. Ye Nanzhi could not see clearly, because soon she would have no choice but to be manipulated by Mo Sichen.
In a state of infatuation, Mo Sichen half-squinted his eyes. He did not allow any accidents.
Ye Nanzhi felt a rush of heat in a daze, but the initiative was in Mo Sichen's hands, and she had no chance to resist.
At two o'clock in the middle of the night, everything became quiet, and the man on the bed opened his eyes.
He carefully touched Ye Nanzhi's slightly bulging belly. Soon there would be a child belonging to them. Only in this way would his Zhizhi stay by his side obediently.
Ye Nanzhi woke up and met Mo Sichen's eyes. He was capricious and unpredictable.
She was sober last night, but Mo Sichen was drunk.
"Sleep a little longer, baby."
Mo Sichen's embrace was very tight, and Ye Nanzhi was so tired that he continued to sleep after a while.
After sleeping until the afternoon, Mo Sichen deliberately dragged her to the bathroom to take a shower.
Ye Nanzhi didn't know what the situation was, but she clearly felt her reluctance. It turned out that she was also a capricious person.
……
This time, before Meng Yuhe could take the initiative to look for him, Mo Sichen came to the door.
His voice was like a poisoned knife, "If you talk nonsense in front of Zhi Zhi again, I will pull out your tongue."
Mo Sichen always meant what he said, Meng Yuhe's tears fell down and he could no longer act like a young lady.
She asked him: "Do you really love her that much?"
"Yes." Mo Sichen replied without hesitation, "I will only love her for the rest of my life."
He was incredibly determined, and his eyes couldn't help but feel a little warmer when he mentioned her, "We will get married, and we will have a child after marriage."
"One?" Meng Yuhe seemed to catch some funny words, "It turns out that you are also afraid that she will run away. It seems that she doesn't love you very much!"
The expression on Mo Sichen's face instantly distorted, and he suppressed the anger that was about to emerge, "It's enough that I love her, she just needs to stay by my side."
Meng Yuhe nodded clearly, and suddenly felt that he was not so pathetic. In comparison, Mo Sichen had a pathetic feeling in his bones.
If Ye Nanzhi were to leave him one day, I'm afraid he would do anything.
"Don't worry, I won't pester you anymore. If one day she wants to leave you, don't pester her."
Mo Sichen's cold eyes narrowed, "She can only stay by my side."
……
After Ye Nanzhi was trapped in Longheng Apartment for a month, he finally stopped thinking about escaping.
But Mo Sichen's desire to control and possessiveness became stronger and stronger. Even when Ye Nanzhi took a sip of water, he even had to stand guard outside the door when he went to the toilet.
That day, Ye Nanzhi looked at the rich food on the table and suddenly ran to the toilet and vomited.
By the time she finished vomiting, there was an old Chinese doctor in a coat sitting at the door.
After checking the pulse, he smiled and said, "Congratulations, Mrs. Mo is pregnant."
pregnant?
Ye Nanzhi suddenly woke up. Mo Sichen had not taken protective measures since the night he was drunk. He did it on purpose.
"Zhizhi, we have our own child."
The smile on Mo Sichen's face was huge, but the indifference towards the arrival of this child hidden in his eyes was even more terrifying.
Everything was as expected by Mo Sichen.
"Do you really want this child?" she asked Mo Sichen, or did you just want to use this child to tie her up.
The smile on his face disappeared, "Of course, Zhizhi, aren't you happy that we have a child?"
Ye Nanzhi suddenly had mixed feelings in her heart, and she said word by word to Mo Sichen: "I want to abort this child."
The birth of an unexpected child will only be extremely painful.
"What nonsense are you talking about, baby!" Mo Sichen's face instantly turned cold.
He didn't like children and couldn't tolerate children occupying Ye Nanzhi's heart, but he could give in to all these, as long as Ye Nanzhi was willing to stay with him forever.
But Ye Nanzhi doesn't want this child. Does this further indicate that she still wants to escape? The obedience she showed to him during this period is all an illusion.
The breath all over his body suddenly became cold. He closed the door and they were the only two people left in the apartment.
"Just think of it as keeping this child for me, baby."
He begged in a low voice, and Ye Nanzhi found that her bottom line for him was getting lower and lower.
"But you don't love this child. You just want to use this child to trap me."
Ye Nanzhi also felt very sad. There was no doubt that she loved Mo Sichen, but Mo Sichen's possessiveness was slowly wearing away her love for him.
Only at this moment did Ye Nanzhi understand the true meaning of being broken and suffering chaos instead.
"Let's let each other go. Can you let me go?"
"How is that possible!" Mo Sichen lowered his eyes. There was fruit on the coffee table, and next to the fruit was a knife used to peel apples. But it would be very quick if it penetrated people's skin!
"I want to leave." Ye Nanzhi stood up, tears falling down. Instead of the two of them constantly consuming each other's love, it would be better to take some time apart to think clearly about whether they should be together.
"Oh?" Mo Sichen's voice was like a demon coming out of hell. Ye Nanzhi looked up at him and saw him slowly pulling out the fruit knife on the table.
Before Ye Nanzhi could react, he put the knife to his waist. His tone was full of morbid possessiveness, "You want to leave me unless I die."
As soon as he finished speaking, the blade of the knife stabbed in hard, and the blood stained Ye Nanzhi's white nightgown.
He successfully saw the panic look on Ye Nanzhi's face.
This time he won again, but the bet was that Ye Nanzhi loved him and that Ye Nanzhi would not abandon him.