She stood tenderly under the tree, like the first ray of sunshine in early spring penetrating through the thick clouds and falling into his frozen and silent heart.
At that moment, Xiao Yinhan, who had been anxious and uneasy for a long time, finally fell to the ground.
He stood there and stared at her, his eyes greedily scanning her face inch by inch, as if he wanted to carve her into his heart, but he made no other movements, as if it was an illusory bubble. If he went out of his way in the slightest, he would
She will just disappear.
It was obvious that his heart was already aching with longing, clamoring and clamoring for him to rush over and hold her tightly in his arms. Only when she truly returned to his arms could this overwhelming suffering of lovesickness cease.
But Xiao Yinhan still didn't move, like a timid child who didn't dare to discover the "truth". He only had a pair of eyes that couldn't bear to move away.
Jiang Tang originally wanted to wait for him to come over, but after waiting for a long time, the man stood still like a fool.
She had no choice but to walk towards him by herself.
"Your Majesty?"
It wasn't until a touch of warmth brushed his face and the girl's soft and clear voice reached his ears that Xiao Yinhan suddenly woke up as if he had been electrocuted.
Looking at the pure and gentle woman in front of him who tilted his head and smiled, his heart suddenly surged with endless complex emotions: grievance and joy, sourness and swelling, excitement to the point of madness... The tip of his nose felt sour and he was about to cry.
"Tangtang..."
Xiao Yinhan finally stretched out his hand, and his voice was shockingly hoarse: "I'm back."
When that softness was embraced in his arms, he finally calmed down from his anxiety and frenzy.
Jiang Tang paused for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Well, welcome back."
Xiao Yinhan was shocked, and the tears he had suppressed finally fell. He buried his face in the girl's fragrant hair, with a puppy-like grievance in his voice:
"Tangtang, I miss you so much." I miss you so much...
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On the day Jiang Tang gave birth, Xiao Yinhan stood outside.
Listening to the faint cries of suppressed pain from the woman in the wooden house, his heart seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible hands.
Every moment he stood outside was an ordeal of helplessness and pain for him.
"Let me in, Tangtang needs me..."
Just when he couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to rush in, several exclamations suddenly came from the wooden house, and then a woman wearing Xueyi costume opened the door and said with a smile on her face: "It's a baby."
boy!"
Xiao Yinhan even felt confused for a moment, and then gave birth?
But before he had time to think too much, the woman who opened the door strode in with a look of eagerness and nervousness on her face.
"Tangtang, Tangtang..."
Wen Po, who was carrying a baby, saw him coming in. She was just about to hand the cleaned and swaddled baby to the father to see, when she saw that the man ignored her and walked quickly to the bed.
"Tangtang,"
Xiao Yinhan walked to the bedside and found that Jiang Tang had already fallen asleep. His beautiful little face was dyed a thin red, her long sweaty hair was stuck to her face, her brows were tired, but her lips were white, with a trace of blood on them.
There are obvious tooth marks, and you can imagine how painful it was just now.
Xiao Yinhan's heart seemed to have been hit hard by something. He could not think of anything else in his mind. He ignored the chaotic environment in the delivery room, knelt on one knee in front of Jiang Tang's bed, and held her hand. A pair of quiet and dark hands.
He stared intently at the sleeping woman, as if nothing could take his eyes away from her.
The Xueyi woman next to him who originally wanted him to see the child looked at each other, silently put the baby into the cradle that had been prepared by the bed, and then left silently.
Xiao Yinhan finally took the time to take a look at the wrinkled, red baby, without even opening his eyes...
Is this his and Tangtang’s child?
A wonderful, indescribable feeling surged in Xiao Yinhan's heart, and then he couldn't help but let go of one hand, and slowly, as if he were a thief, he gently touched the baby...
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"Hey, are you waiting..."
Before Yali Tong could finish her words, a slender and beautiful hand forcefully covered her mouth.
Her face was squeezed into the shape of a fat pufferfish by him, and her clean almond eyes blinked in surprise and cuteness.
Nan Xing glared at her, a warning flashing in his beautiful eyes: "Shut up."
After saying that, he let go of his hand, turned around and left.
Yali Tong stood there, pouting and rubbing her sore face, then turned to look at the closed door of the wooden house, and then without hesitation, she stepped forward to chase the thin and lonely figure.
go.
"Oh, I've already said that Tangtang is a woman blessed by the gods. She will be fine. Don't worry."
The young man who originally planned not to talk to her could not help but turn around and glare at her after hearing this: "You know again?"
"Of course."
The little girl raised her head and looked proud: "She told me all this herself!"
Nan Xing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but looking at those big, bright, innocent and enthusiastic eyes, the meanness that had already welled up in his throat was swallowed alive.
"Can you stay away from me and stop following me?"
There was a dark and stern warning in the young man's tone, and there was an undisguised horrifying murderous intent on his body.
An ordinary person would have been scared away at this moment, but she seemed to have no feeling. She ignored the young man's cold face and smiled sweetly and brightly:
"I don't want to either, but I promised Tangtang to take good care of you, so if you are in a bad mood, of course I have to keep up."
Yali Tong said it confidently.
But the young man who originally wanted to be venomous finally compromised when he heard a certain name.
"I'm too lazy to care about you."
After saying this, he ignored her and walked forward, letting the people around him chirp like a sparrow with a broken mouth. He pretended not to hear her, and his ears and mouth seemed to be useless.
Yali Tong talked for a long time, and she was thirsty. This beautiful gourd still ignored her, which made her a little autistic, and she started to go crazy. She opened her mouth and said:
"Don't think that I look young. In fact, we Xueyi people all live long lives. I am already forty years old, and I am older than you. You should call me aunt. I should take care of you!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Nanxing suddenly stopped, his beautiful eyes filled with thin anger: "Are you kidding me?"
The girl who didn't expect that he would suddenly regain his "hearing" was startled, and then continued to brag without changing her expression: "Of course not! I'm older than you. If you don't want to call me aunt, you can call me aunt."
I...hey, don't leave! Everything you say is true!"
The young man walked in front with a cold face and sneered: "Who cares about you?"
The originally gloomy mood improved a lot due to this boring gag.
"Stay away from me, crazy girl."
Even he himself didn't notice that there was a little softness in his eyes that he had never noticed before.
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Jiang Tang opened his eyes and felt a little dazed when he looked at the strange yet familiar room.
It wasn't until I felt a strange smell coming from underneath my body that I remembered it belatedly.
Before falling asleep, she seemed to have given birth...given birth?
At this moment, my brain was finally awakened and restarted.
She subconsciously looked around for signs of the "child".
Although she had systematic assistance throughout her pregnancy, she was still pregnant for ten months. She had already gotten used to having an extra "burden" on her belly, and she gradually got used to having a "child".
"Tangtang, are you awake?"
Just when Jiang Tang couldn't find it and was a little anxious, a man's familiar deep voice suddenly came to his ears.
When she looked up, she saw Xiao Yinhan standing in the middle of the room, holding someone in his arms...
"I took him to see the priest and he said that every newborn here can receive the blessing of 'God'."
Xiao Yinhan explained, slowly leaned down and carefully brought the child to Jiang Tang's eyes, his voice was surprisingly gentle:
"Look at him."
Jiang Tang subconsciously wanted to look away. To be honest, when the child was really in front of her, she was a little...
"It's so ugly!"
Out of the corner of her eye, the baby's appearance came into her sight, and she blurted out a sentence of shock.
The biological father who was holding the child froze, and the smile on his face almost stopped.
Although he had a similar feeling at first sight, his father still had to save his son's respect:
"All babies are like this when they are born, and they will become more beautiful as soon as they are raised."
Having said this, he looked at the woman who wanted to poke her son: "Our child will definitely be the most beautiful."
The tone is indescribably serious and confident.
Jiang Tang stopped and looked up at him.
Xiao Yinhan looked into his eyes, and there seemed to be a deep whirlpool hidden in his eyes, trying to suck her soul into them:
"Tangtang, thank you."
Thank you for being willing to give birth to this child for me.
Jiang Tang thought in hindsight that maybe she still didn't love the person in front of her, but she didn't want to leave him like that, leaving him alone and struggling desperately in this cold and cruel world.
She softened towards him again.
That’s why when the system proposed a transaction, I agreed so easily.
But she still firmly believes that it is not love.
The worst thing is, the worst thing is that we can stay together for a few more years until we get tired of each other before we leave.
Anyway, people's feelings will become weaker and weaker with the passage of time. No one will like someone forever.
But it doesn't matter, that's all for later, you can think about it later...
Unknowingly, she fell asleep again.
"Let your mother have a good rest."
Xiao Yinhan said softly, looking at her with surprisingly gentle eyes.
All the dark emotions of despair and depravity seemed to have disappeared in this sunlit wooden house.
If all my sufferings were just to meet you, then I would be willing to do it all over again.