"To make you dislike me...haha..." Mr. Xing's violent beatings intersect with Huan'erniu's laughter. Listen, how can they be so harmonious?
After playing wildly for a while, Xiahou Huan'er went to the stream to wash her face. She looked at her face on the water, which was red from crying and had a red nose.
It was so charming, but it was a lie. She couldn't see the slightest bit of beauty in it. She pulled the corners of her mouth to both sides, revealing a crescent moon symbol.
Hee hee... It was better for her to smile more. She stood up by the stream. What Dongfang Xing had just said suddenly flashed through her mind, and her face suddenly turned pale.
He said it didn't matter, as long as she was by his side, nothing mattered.
How could he say such words to comfort her?
Did he know something?
The smile on Xiahou Huan'er's face suddenly froze.
It's impossible. Only she and Luo Qin know about this. He promised her not to tell him.
"Honey, why are you standing by the stream in a daze?" Dongfang Xing, who was behind her, saw her squatting by the stream, motionless, and couldn't help but worry and asked.
Xiahou Huan'er wiped the water off her face, stood up, turned around, looked at his handsome face full of worry, hesitated for a moment, and then asked in a low voice: "Husband, do you know something?"
Dongfang Xing curled his lips, looked at her with squinted eyes, stretched out his palm to gently touch her cold face, knowing what she was asking, he nodded wordlessly.
Although Xiahou Huan'er was mentally prepared, when she saw him nodding, she still felt like a bolt from the blue.
"You...when did you know?" He must have hidden it too deeply, or she was too stupid and thought she hid it well. Who knew he had already known it.
"The day after you found out." That night, even though she tried her best to hide it, he still found that something was wrong with her. As long as it was about her, he would not take it lightly.
"Uncle Luo told you?" Oh my god, this is too confusing. It turns out that he already knew what she had been worried about.
"I forced him." Dongfang Xing admitted frankly. He stretched out his hand to lift her chin and looked at her with his deep eyes. "I originally wanted to pretend not to know and not put pressure on you, but I was wrong.
, you have always been worried about it, if you don’t let it go
Tell me clearly, you will never let go. Even if you laugh louder and brighter, your heart still hurts." His fingertips traced her chest, pointing to her heart, and painted softly and pityingly.
, as if caressing the most precious baby.
Xiahou Huan'er smiled bitterly: "Sometimes, I really hate you, like an dissector, dissecting all the private parts of others."
She felt like she was in front of him, like a person with no privacy, and was seen too thoroughly by him.
Dongfang Xing squinted his eyes, looked at her, and said seriously: "As long as it's not something that makes you unhappy, and you don't want me to know, I will pretend not to know."
When Xiahou Huan'er heard this, she couldn't laugh or cry immediately. How could anyone say such a thing and say it so seriously?
"We've been together for so long, don't you know what I'm thinking?" Didn't they always have a tacit understanding? Why is she so slow this time?
Xiahou Huan'er pursed her lips and said gloomily and tangledly: "I only know that you have always wanted a son."
