When a hot feeling came over him, he whispered into her ear: "Momo, give me another baby."
Under the great joy, her mind went blank, and her two small hands tightly grasped the muscles of his back. It wasn't until her breathing subsided and there was only the sound of gentle breathing and the scent of lustful love in the air that she suddenly reacted
Come to him.
They didn't take any defensive measures just now, his pride was still buried in her body, her chin rested on his broad shoulder, and those words kept echoing in her ears.
The child had always been a pain in her heart, and even now, after so much time, she still couldn't let it go. She was pregnant in seven months, and she knew how hard it was. When she was the loneliest and most lonely, the baby had always been with her strongly.
, encouraged her and comforted her, but he left her so heartlessly, leaving her with everlasting pain.
Her eyes gradually became moist, and tears fell without any warning. It was so small. Will it go to heaven after death? Will he look at her in the dark?
Feeling the moisture on his shoulders, Leng Xiao straightened up and gently held her tearful face. He knew that she must have thought of the dead child, so she could not suppress her sadness. He also felt pain in his heart. This child
He was half responsible for her loss. If he could have cherished her and loved her, the tragedy would not have happened.
Leng Xiao hugged Qiu Mo into his arms and said comfortingly: "Momo, if we have another child, I will give him countless favors and double the love I owed him to his brother. What do you mean?
,OK?"
Qiu Mo cried and nodded, choking with sobs and said: "I never believed that he would really leave me. I always felt that he was still alive. I really miss him."
"I know, I understand, it's my fault, Momo, don't cry." He wiped away her tears and sighed distressedly: "I promise that such a thing will never happen again."
"Yeah." She bit her lip and pressed her face against his bare chest. He held her in his arms. For a moment, both of them were extremely quiet. They could only hear the rustling of leaves in the wind outside the window.
I don't know how much time passed, but Qiu Mo suddenly remembered something, raised her head in his arms, and said seriously: "I was not injured by the leaves... I was eaten by the flower residues."
Leng Xiao frowned and looked at her in surprise. She actually ate flower residue again. Last time in Iceland, she had scared him severely. Unexpectedly, she took that kind of food again in order to prevent Ye Hen from invading her.
A poison that harms the body.
"Momo, you are so stupid!"
She smiled softly, said nothing, leaned back against his chest again, and quietly enjoyed his embrace.
Knowing that she had escaped, Ye Hen would definitely be furious. Why did he feel panic for no reason and a little painful when he thought of him? She hugged Leng Xiao tightly, letting the complicated emotions in her heart slowly follow.
His body temperature calmed down.
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There was a bamboo basket placed in front of Ye Hen. There were still two withered hibiscus flowers inside. The bright red petals withered into dark red and huddled pitifully.
Ziyang stood next to him, his eyes lowered.
"Did she say anything when she went to pick flowers?" Ye Hen's tone was calm, and there was no hint of emotion or anger.
"She just said that the hibiscus flowers in the back mountain were blooming and she wanted to pick some back. When I found the back mountain, I saw the basket fell to the ground. She must have left in a hurry."
Ye Hen suddenly stood up and ran quickly to the back garden. In the maple forest where she often stayed, a swing stood alone and silent. His eyes stayed on the swing for a long time, and then he walked back through the fallen leaves.
He walked until he stopped next to a raised stone. He squatted down and picked up the fallen leaves on the ground. There was a small pile of chalk heads hidden underneath. There was some white powder mixed in the soil. It seemed that she often stayed on this stone.
Write.
His eyes gradually turned dark, and the chalk tip was crushed into powder in his hand, and it fell down as soon as he loosened his hand.
He confiscated her paper and pen, and she came here to use these stones. How much must she love Leng Xiao to do this for him? He probably guessed the reason for her leaving, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Momo, do you think you can escape from my grasp like this? We are not over yet, far from over. As long as Leng Xiao and I are still alive, you should never dream of staying and flying with him."
"I asked you to look at Miss, and this is how you looked at me?" Ye Hen returned to the villa, and the maid who was usually in charge of Qiu Mo's diet plopped down on the ground, trembling with fear: "I'm sorry, sir, she doesn't like Miss.
She keeps me far away every time she gets close to others, and I dare not not listen. I really don’t know what she did in the backyard?"
Ye Hen sneered: "If you don't dare to disobey her, then you don't dare to disobey me, right?"
He looked at Tiantian and asked Tiantian to understand. He summoned two big men to drag the maid out.
"Sir, have mercy on me, sir, have mercy on me."
Her voice gradually became quieter as the door closed. Tiantian saw that Ye Hen's face looked very bad, and he hesitated for a long time, not knowing whether he should speak or not.
"If you have anything to do, tell me." He sat on the couch and stroked a vase of flowers on the table. It was the chrysanthemums that Qiu Mo had planted the day before yesterday. She named it "The Hermit"
;,He should
I asked her out of curiosity why she was called "hermit", and she explained in a rare good mood that it was because Tao Yuanming had a poem that said, "Pick chrysanthemums under the wormwood in the east, and you will see Nanshan leisurely," so the chrysanthemum has become a symbol of the otherworldly hermit.
.
Tiantian thought for a while, his eyes stayed on the blooming chrysanthemums and said: "Pingzhi wants to see you."
"Let him come over."
If Pingzhi wants to see him, it must be something related to Leng Xiao. He has stayed in Leng's house for the past few days and seems to have gained a lot.
"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."
As soon as Tiantian went out, he heard a banging sound behind him. It seemed that the poor bottle of chrysanthemum became Ye Hen's punching bag and was innocently thrown to the wall.
Tiantian shook her head. She could not understand the relationship between Ye Hen and Qiu Mo more and more. Could it be that the more extreme love is behind the more extreme hatred?
Therefore, she never wants to come into contact with things like love and love, which can hurt people and body.
Pingzhi stood outside the door of the villa, under the maple leaf tree.
When I saw him every day, he was holding a fallen leaf and was lost in thought. He was dressed in gray clothes and trousers very simply, but he could not hide his amazing beauty under the ordinary clothes, especially his eyes as blue as the sea.
Looking at Yipan, it was breathtaking. Every day I remembered that it was because of his eyes that I remembered him. He was obviously Chinese but had blue eyes. Later I found out that his mother was actually British.
He turned his head from under the tree, and then watched her slowly approaching with unrippled eyes.
"Emperor Ling is waiting for you inside." Tiantian said in a formal tone.
"Well, thank you." Pingzhi passed her and walked towards the villa.
Tiantian suddenly asked from behind: "Is it worth it for a woman?"