The footsteps were very light, like a ghost, floating in the quiet room. In fact, even if she was a ghost, he didn't intend to give up on her.
If she chooses to leave again, he will definitely go crazy!
The sound of footsteps is getting farther and farther away.
Just when Leng Yunting couldn't bear it, he suddenly felt that the sound of footsteps slowly approaching.
It was like Nie Xiaoqian approaching Ning Caichen in the dark night. It was like White Snake, who found Xu Xian on the Broken Bridge in March of fireworks.
She came back. Thinking of this, the corners of his lips could not help but have a curvaceous curve.
However.
A little extremely cold and extremely sharp thing pressed against his neck!
Yes, it is a dagger, it is a sharp blade!
Even without opening his eyes, he could feel that the sharp blade emitted a faint light under the moonlight!
She really hates me so much?
I wish I could kill me with one knife?
Leng Yunting didn't dare to move, and even his breathing stopped.
He was not afraid, he just felt heartbroken.
He knew clearly that if he didn't resist, she would exert a little force, maybe he would die.
If, if this could make her feel more comfortable and make up for her five years of pain, he would be willing!
Thinking of her slender waist when she just hugged her, she must have suffered a lot.
The sharp blade seemed to go down gently, allowing the skin between his neck to feel the pressure of its sharp fangs.
The imagined pain had not arrived yet, and suddenly, the phone next to it seemed to be vibrating!
Then, the pain was wiped out suddenly, and he felt that she grabbed her cell phone and walked quickly to the distance.
Saved.
He let out a sigh, but his heart was still heavy.
If death could relieve the pain that had been suppressed in her heart for five years and could make her appear in front of him as "Luo Qingxue", he thought he would definitely be willing!
Luo Qingxue did not kill him, it was not a bloody discovery of conscience, but—
She walked to the bathroom farthest from the master bedroom, and closed the door hard.
When I turned on the phone, a familiar and pleasant voice came: "Mommy!"
It was Xiaobao! The ferocious and coldness on her face disappeared in an instant. Just as she was about to open her mouth, she suddenly realized that something was wrong in her voice.
She didn't use a voice changer, so she is still Lucihua's voice now!
What should I do? Because of autism, Xiaobao only recognizes the faces and voices of the few people he is most familiar with, and ignores everything from others.
She was a little anxious, and after a long time, she coughed. Xiaobao immediately asked obediently: "Did mommy catch a cold?"
She nodded, muttering in her throat, and her heart was a little warm.
"I'll just say it! Mommy must have caught a cold if she didn't sleep with her dad!"
Xiaobao immediately found the reason for her illness to the point, and scolded her very old-fashionedly: "Mommy quickly finishes her work and comes back to sleep with her father! When she gives birth to her little brother, her illness will be cured!"
This is all messy? Facing her son who is a little bitch, she can only say: "Xiaobao should be good, wear more clothes, and don't catch a cold."
Xiaobao is like her, because he is afraid of the cold because he brings cold poison in his womb.
But he was a body that could not see the sun. The winter in Britain is very long, and as long as he went out to play, he would definitely have a cold.
Xiaobao smiled, his eyes that looked very much like his father, but his eyes turned.