They hadn't been home for several days. When Ling Han led Leng Xi home, the children turned around and saw it was Leng Xi. A look of surprise appeared on their faces, and then they ran over to hug him happily.
Coldstream legs.
"Mommy, you're back, woohoo... Mommy, I miss you so much..." Ling Ling's small body hugged her, her head tilted up with tears in her eyes, her little mouth pouted as if she had been greatly wronged.
Xue'er also ran over and hugged Leng Xi's other leg, but she didn't say a word and rubbed her little face against her leg, expressing her joy at seeing her.
Leng Xi lowered his head, smiled and stroked the little heads of Ling Ling and Xue'er, "Mommy just went out for a few days for something to do. Be good and stop crying. Mommy misses you too. Won't she come back now?
"
She was thoughtful and talked to the children without involving Ling Han in any responsibility. She was afraid that the children would blame him.
Ling Han looked at Leng Xi's gentle profile, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly realized that maybe he had really done something wrong before.
He focused on arranging everything for himself, but ignored the children's feelings.
"Stop standing here, go in." Ling Han hugged Leng Xi's shoulders and said.
Leng Xi also came back to his senses, and then he realized that they were still standing at the entrance, holding a child in one hand and squatting down to look at them, and said softly, "Go in, Mommy is very hungry, let's go cook something."
good?"
Ling Ling nodded repeatedly while wiping her tears, and said Nuonuo, "Okay..."
Walking into the hall, he saw Zifeng sitting upright on the sofa, facing them, with an expectant look on her face, while Uncle Lou was sitting next to her and holding her waist.
Originally, Ling Han kicked her out on purpose. Zifeng and Uncle Lou probably didn't know why Ling Han kicked her out. Now that she suddenly came back and faced Zifeng, she still felt a little embarrassed. She pulled her lips and smiled, "Aunt Zifeng...
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"Silly boy, why are you still calling me aunt? We are all part of the same family. It's time to change your name..." Zifeng said with a kind face and some sighs in her words.
Du Shaoxi had already reported to her what happened at the wedding. Of course Zifeng and Uncle Lou already knew that Leng Xi Linghan held a wedding. But what made her heartbroken was that she didn't expect her son to be so poisoned. What should she do?
, Zifeng was extremely anxious.
Hearing what Zifeng said, Leng Xi was stunned for a moment, but he soon understood. After looking at Ling Han, he looked at Zifeng with some excitement and said, "Yes...yes...Mom..."
This cry of mother was very helpful to Zifeng, and she nodded in response.
Leng Xi's embarrassment just now disappeared and she felt a little better. Ling Han half hugged her waist and patted her hand gently, as if to give her strength.
"I haven't eaten all day. I'm going to cook. You guys sit down for a while." Leng Xi looked at Ling Han and said.
Ling Han nodded lightly, walked to sit opposite Zifeng, and Leng Xi went directly to the kitchen.
After confirming that Leng Xi had arrived in the kitchen, Zifeng faced Ling Han with a worried look, "Han'er, are what they said true? The poison on your body... what should I do?" Zifeng said, pointing her finger.
They were all shaking a little.
Ling Han raised his eyes and glanced at her, then lowered his eyes slightly. In fact, he didn't know what to do. Tong Yan's toxin was very powerful. It had penetrated into every cell in his blood vessels and was difficult to remove. In other words, it could be
Can't be solved.
He had learned about some things in this area before, but the answer he got was that there was nothing he could do, so he made plans to wait for death.
"Mom, Xi'er is pregnant..." Ling Han raised his eyes and looked at Zifeng, his voice was as light as a discussion. He was not prepared to answer that too heavy topic.
Zifeng was stunned for a moment, and her nervous face became a little excited, "The third grandson?"
"Yeah." Ling Han nodded, "I'm going to invite an aunt so that Xi'er won't be too tired and let her take good care of the baby..."
"Han'er, let Xi'er handle these matters by herself. You have to take care of yourself and find an expert. You can't drag it on like this, and you can't just accept your fate." Zifeng looked sad,
She was thinking about him wholeheartedly, and even if Ling Han changed the subject, she was still worried.
Ling Han lowered his eyelashes and said calmly, "Let nature take its course..." He didn't want to give them too much expectations. If they expected too much, despair would be too painful. It would be better to prepare them from the beginning, anyway.
He has no fear of death.
If he was frightened, reluctant, and painful when he first learned that he was going to die, then after these hours of painful torture and torment, he no longer felt anything.
Zifeng became even more worried after hearing what he said. She tried to sit down with trembling hands. Uncle Lou helped her and asked her to sit next to Ling Han. Zifeng stretched out her hand to touch Ling Han's face. Ling Han turned around.
His head faced her, so that her hands could touch his outline.
Touching her son's face, Zifeng's tears suddenly fell down, "Han'er, don't despise your body like this, no matter what you do, you have to make yourself better." She has the only son in her life. She
We have lost enough, and the pain is unbearable.
Seeing Zifeng like this, Ling Han's eyes looked a little haggard. Why didn't he feel sorry for their heartache? He gently stroked Zifeng's hand and said, "I will do it, Mom, don't worry too much." His voice was faint and could not be heard.
It's a promise, but it doesn't sound like it's perfunctory.
Uncle Lou sighed deeply and patted Ling Han on the shoulder, "Believe in yourself, you are the best. No matter before or now, no matter what aspect, there is nothing you can't do."
Ling Han just touched his lips lightly and did not answer Uncle Lou's words. The answer in his heart was already fixed. He knew that his own body, even if his willpower was indestructible, could not stop the speed of erosion.
In the kitchen, Leng Xi was frying vegetables, but she was standing by the gas stove, a little distracted. She seemed fine on the surface, but she was more worried and heavier than anyone else. When she looked for Xue Ting, she heard Xue Ting's tone,
It seemed like he wasn't sure.
She could only pray to God not to be so cruel and not to take Ling Han away...
The table finished dinner a little too quietly, although Linghan kept adding vegetables to the Zifeng bowl, the children's bowls, and the Lengxi bowl, with a relaxed expression, asking them to eat more.
Leng Xi also smiled in agreement with Ling Han, but seeing Zifeng's worried face from beginning to end, Leng Xi also felt uncomfortable.
After taking a bath in the evening, Ling Han was lying on the bed half wrapped in a bathrobe and reading a magazine. He was the same as usual, his expression was still calm and a little lazy.
After Leng Xi took a bath, she took out her warmed milk from the microwave and walked towards him, "What are you reading?" She walked to him, half-kneeling on the edge of the bed, and leaned her head to read his magazine.
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"A boring magazine." Ling Han closed the magazine and placed it on the low table beside the bed. He put his arm around her waist, made her sit next to him with a little force, and rubbed her hair lovingly, "Have a bath.
Already?"
"Yes." Leng Xi nodded, "The doctor said pregnant women cannot use chemicals, so I didn't use shower gel or wash my hair."
Ling Han twitched the corner of his mouth and nodded with a smile. He looked at her hand and said, "What is this?"
Only then did Leng Xi remember that he was holding the milk, handed it to him and said, "This is for you, drink it while it's hot."
Ling Han frowned slightly, "What?"
"Hot milk is good for your stomach. Drink a bottle before going to bed every day and it will make you feel better." Leng Xi said.
Ling Han looked at her, knowing her intentions. Even though he knew it was useless, he still took the glass, looked at her, and then finished it in one gulp.
Leng Xi looked at it, smiled contentedly, took the glass in his hand, and then leaned over to help him gently wipe away the remaining milk stains from the corners of his mouth with his fingertips.
Ling Han accepted it naturally and looked at her with tender eyes.
After wiping the corners of his mouth, Leng Xi stood up with a glass and said, "I'm going to wash the glass."
But his hand was grabbed from behind.
"Huh?" She turned around and asked slightly.
Ling Han looked at her for a while and said, "I'm sorry..."
Leng Xi was stunned, not knowing where his sorry words came from. He blinked and looked at him in confusion, "What?"
Ling Han lowered his eyebrows, looked at her again and said, "I will never push you away again."
Leng Xi's heart skipped a beat, and she understood what he was talking about. He was apologizing for what he had done to her before.
Leng Xi felt warm in her heart. In fact, she had never blamed him. He was like this himself and was still thinking about her. How could she bear to blame him.
Reaching back and shaking Ling Han's hand, Leng Xi smiled brightly at Ling Han, "It's okay, I don't blame you."
Perhaps he was infected by her bright smile, Ling Han's eyes flashed, he smiled slightly, let go of her hand, "It's okay."
Leng Xi looked at him with a smile, then turned around to wash away the milk cup. When he came back, Ling Han was half leaning on the head of the bed, closing his eyes to rest. When he heard her return, he opened his eyes and stretched out a hand towards her.
,"come over……"
Leng Xi walked over obediently, took off her shoes and got on the bed, letting him hold her around the waist. Her head rested on his strong chest, which was very warm.
Ling Han turned to look at her, and gently rubbed his fingertips on her soft lips. She was also looking at him, with her crystal eyes and fair and rosy skin. Ling Han's heart suddenly moved and he bent down to kiss her.
Her lips were not too intense, it was a gentle and gentle kiss.
Feeling his breath spraying on her face, Leng Xi responded to him, hooking his neck and sucking his thin lips.
Her response made him even more excited, he kissed her harder, pried open her red lips, inserted his tongue, and invited her uvula to dance together.
His big hands kept rubbing her back, and the kiss became more and more urgent and passionate.
Leng Xi was a little drunk. He was kissing her so hard that she fell into a daze and her mouth trembled.
Ling Han let go of her lips and kissed down her cheek. Yun Sui bit her neck. Leng Xi hugged his neck and couldn't help but tremble slightly.
The kiss lasted for a long time, until the two of them were out of breath and Ling Han felt that he could no longer hold it in anymore.
He hugged her and let her head rest on his arm. Ling Han put his chin on the top of her hair and kissed her hair.
Leng Xi huddled in his arms, still panting from the kiss just now, her chest heaving. She moved closer to him and put her arms around his waist, coveting his arms and his warmth.