Feng Haotian came here to make her smile and make her happy.
But a phone call from Wen Jingruo made her completely sober, and she completely understood her identity.
She is just the woman Feng Haotian bought and gave birth to this child.
Thinking of this, she curled up and huddled up into a ball, half-suppressing the sky, looking at the stars in the sky. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
Chapter 57 He is my father (4)
When Feng Haotian came out, he saw An Jing's appearance like this. At that moment, it seemed as if he had touched a very soft place in his heart. He was slightly startled, took a step forward, and hugged An Jing's shoulders.
, said softly: "What are you thinking about?"
After that, he kissed the tears on Jing Jing's face little by little, and kissed her into her mouth little by little, as if it was sucked into her stomach. It was very gentle, as if it were like water.
When Jing Jing heard Feng Haotian's words, she opened her eyes, turned her head and looked at him, then smiled lightly and said, "It's okay."
When Feng Haotian heard this, he spoke unhappily and said, "Don't lie to me. What's going on? How can you shed tears when there's nothing wrong? How can you cry when there's nothing wrong?"
After listening quietly, he subconsciously leaned into Feng Haotian's arms, shook his head softly and said, "I'm really fine."
I'm just afraid that everything now, all the tranquility, are all illusions and just a dream.
Feng Haotian looked at An Jing's appearance, was slightly startled, and spoke softly: "Did her phone call make you unhappy?"
After An Jing listened, he lowered his head, shook his head gently and said, "No, I'm not unhappy."
Feng Haotian raised his quiet chin, as if with seductive eyes, and asked seriously word for word: "Tell me honestly, are you really unhappy?
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After listening quietly, looking into Feng Haotian's eyes, his whole body suddenly sank, and he nodded subconsciously. He looked as if he was very aggrieved, as if something had been taken away from him.
Yes, I want to say it but I don’t want to, I want to complain but I can’t complain.