Xia Ximo looked at Ling Yiche's angry look and was slightly startled. When she heard his words, she couldn't help but burst out laughing. Is this man wrong? He is also jealous of her son?
When Ling Yiche saw her laughing, his face became even more ugly. He spoke angrily: "Who is that baby?"
Xia Ximo smiled more and more happily. She prolonged her voice and said, "Baby, baby will naturally be my baby."
When Ling Yiche heard this, he raised his voice and asked, "Did you tell me or not that I did my own investigation..."
There are so many men for this baby, that baby, and this woman.
When Xia Ximo heard this, she pouted, this man is really boring.
She said angrily: "Who else could it be besides my son?"
son?
When Ling Yiche heard this, she was slightly startled. By the way, her son, she also has a son.
Thinking of the child who looked almost exactly like him, he frowned and immediately walked up to Xia Ximo, his eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "Tell me honestly, is he my son?
"
When Xia Ximo heard this, she subconsciously raised her vigilance. Looking at the man in front of her, she raised her eyes slightly and said: "It doesn't matter whether he is your son or not. What is important is that he is my son. This
That’s the most important thing.”
Ling Yiche lifted Xia Ximo's chin and asked, "What I'm asking is, is he my son?"
When Xia Ximo heard this, he frowned and said: "It doesn't matter if he is your son or not. I tell you, he is my son and he can only be my son. No one can try to take him away from him."
Even you can't take it away from me.
Otherwise, I will kill gods when I meet them, and I will kill Buddhas when I meet Buddhas.”
When Xia Ximo said the last words, he was as cold as a Shura in hell, chilled to the bone.
When Ling Yiche looked at her like this, he was slightly startled, and for a moment, he frowned. It could be seen that this woman really loved her son, and he really loved her.