Unlike Rong Yan, as long as he is willing, he can completely isolate all the approaches of the opposite sex. Everything depends on his preferences. Unlike the Tang Dynasty, there are many men in the gang, so he can not get close to the opposite sex.

He thinks that everyone has different views on things... There is no absolute in the world.

Besides, he really doesn't think that as a friend, he will care about any problems.

When he returned to the apartment, he called Wu Xuewei as usual, but the cold and mechanical female voice came. After hesitating for a moment, he still sent her a text message. Although the topic always revolved around her study and body, he didn't think she would be willing to read other words except these two reminders.

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Wu Xuewei spent two weeks to relieve herself. She no longer cried like she did in the first week, just like a lunatic.

She used time to calm herself down. As long as she didn't think about Feng Churui and what was wrong with him, she could calm down.

However, when she wanted to not consider how Feng Churui's relationship with her should continue, something happened that caught her off guard.

That morning, during the class, her stomach suddenly felt ache. During the week when she cried fiercely, her stomach hurt from time to time. However, her heartache was as if she wanted to take away her breath. The pain in her stomach was nothing.

This time, she thought the pain would be the same as before, and then it stopped after a while. Unexpectedly, the pain hurt her for a quarter of an hour.

Finally, Juventus found her face full of cold sweat and her face was pale, so she hurriedly asked her what was wrong. She shook her head: "I...is okay..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes turned dark and he fainted.

"Xuewei! Xuewei, what's wrong with you?" Juventus couldn't take care of anything and shouted at Qiao Lun: "Qiaolu, come here quickly, Xuewei fainted!"

Qiao Lunten stood up and rushed over. He was frightened when he saw Wu Xuewei fainting, so he picked her up and ran to the infirmary.

When Wu Xuewei woke up, she saw Qiao Lun and Juventus's surprised and happy expressions. Juventus held her hand tightly: "Xuewei, it's so good, you've woken up!"

"I...what's wrong?" She remembered that when the professor was giving a lecture, her stomach hurt, and then her eyes turned dark and she knew nothing.

"This..." Juventus hesitated a little and looked at Qiao Lun.

Qiao Lun's face was very bad, and he could tell that he was very angry, which made Wu Xuewei even more anxious, but she still joked: "Can I have any incurable diseases like all the heroines in idol dramas?"

Qiao Lun looked at her, and there was an unspeakable pain in her eyes: "You are pregnant, three months."

I don’t know if it was because of her fainting, but her mind was blank and she couldn’t think about anything.

What was Qiao Lun just saying, is she pregnant?

Three months?

She has been pregnant for three months? Why didn't she know...

"Jolun, April Fool's Day seems to be not here yet. Don't mess with me. This is not fun at all." She bent her lips and laughed faintly.

"Do you think I'm lying to you?" Qiao Lun paced back and forth, smeared his face hard, and then continued: "The doctor said you are 3 months pregnant, but because of your emotional fluctuations, the fetus is at risk of miscarriage. Do you know why your stomach hurts? It's the fetus in your belly that is protesting against you!"
Chapter completed!