Long Qingyue took out a car key from behind, while Ling Shaobai took out a bouquet of flowers and handed it to him...
Feng Siye took it immediately and left impatiently.
The car drove quickly to the villa where Mi Ai and her daughter lived in the suburbs, and Feng Siye ran in like a gust of wind.
Mi Ai knew he would come, so she hid on the second floor and watched him silently. Seeing that he was safe, she was completely relieved. Fortunately, he didn't worry her too much.
The servant directly led Feng Siye to the room where Kangkang was on the second floor. Not long after Kangkang fell asleep, she lay quietly under the velvet quilt, so well-behaved that it made people feel heartbroken.
Feng Siye slowly walked to his daughter. Looking at his daughter's innocent and innocent face like an angel, his heart ached. He was really not a qualified and good father, and he actually let his daughter experience such a terrible thing.
Thinking of the scars on her body, those wounds seemed to remain deeply in his heart.
Kangkang slept a little unsteadily. It seemed that her wound was hurting. Her brows were wrinkled tightly and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
"Kangkang..." Feng Siye gently held his daughter's little hand and brought it to his lips to kiss it. He felt so distressed that he couldn't bear it. Such a serious injury would be too cruel for a child.
Zhou Wanqing, a vicious woman, let her die just like that, which really gave her an advantage!
"Dad..." Although his voice was very soft, Kangkang still woke up, which showed how unsteadily she slept. The pain from the wound seemed to be accompanied by her breathing. Even taking a deep breath hurt.
It's fatal.
But in order not to make her mother sad, she had been trying not to show it. She wanted to bear the pain alone.
"I'm not dreaming, dad, have you really come to see me?" Kangkang rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"It's dad, silly girl, you didn't dream. I'm sorry, dad is late." Feng Siye blamed himself and touched his daughter's face.
"It's really dad!" Kangkang was so excited that she wanted to sit up, but the wound on her body hurt so much that tears rushed down her face.
"Kangkang, don't move!" Feng Siye was startled and quickly held his daughter down and made her lie flat on the bed to prevent her from moving.
"Dad..." Kangkang's lips were trembling in pain, and she shed tears without hesitation in front of her father.
Feng Siye's heart was about to break. If he could, he really wanted to hurt her instead, even if it hurt a thousand times more than hers.
"Let Dad see your wounds." He endured the pain on his body, slowly opened the quilt, and slowly rolled up Kangkang's clothes with trembling fingers. Those hideous and terrifying scars were immediately exposed on his body.
Right now, the most serious thing is on the belly, where there is almost no good skin and flesh.
Feng Siye's tears suddenly fell down, and he closed his eyes in pain. Only now did he know what skin-cutting pain was.
"Dad, I don't feel any pain, it's just that I moved too much just now. Grandpa Murong's medicine is very useful, and it won't hurt after applying it." Kangkang comforted his father in a sensible way.
"Well, the scabs have already formed. Just bear with it a little longer. Once the scabs fall off, it won't hurt at all." Feng Siye wiped away the tears on his face vigorously and forced a smile on his face.
"Mom said so too." Kangkang reached out and touched his father's moist cheek.
"Dad, please go see your mother quickly. I have to sleep for a while. The pain won't hurt when I fall asleep." After Kangkang said that, he closed his eyes directly. His little brows were still tightly wrinkled, which showed that she was in pain.
It was so powerful that she suddenly opened her eyes again and asked with nervous eyes, "Dad, you are not leaving, are you? I want you to stay with me, is it okay?"
"Go to sleep peacefully. If dad doesn't leave, he will stay with you." Feng Siye lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
After Kangkang listened, he closed his eyes again with relief. Feng Siye waited for her to fall asleep, then slowly stood up and reluctantly left the room.
When he walked out of the room, his chest felt like a huge stone was blocked, making him feel depressed and heavy. He let out a long breath, and then he turned around and started looking for Mi Ai.
Intuitively, she was nearby, and he seemed to have a feeling with her in his heart. He seemed to be able to see her standing in the opposite room, her eyes paying close attention to the door.
Across the door, the two of them walked towards the door at the same time. Feng Siye raised his hand to knock on the door, but Mi Ai chose to turn his back to the door.
"Xiao Ai, I know you are inside, and I have something to tell you." There was suppressed pain in Feng Siye's voice.
"Go back, you and I have nothing to say anymore." Mi Ai tried her best to speak calmly, but the tears falling down her face easily revealed her thoughts.
"Xiao Ai, I know that what happened this time was entirely the mother's fault. She also knows now that she was wrong... We can also discuss the matter of the child. I can completely respect your opinion whether to keep the child... and...
And...I love you, please don’t drive me away.”
In front of her, he was willing to compromise completely. As long as she was willing to accept him again, it didn't matter what happened to him.
Three words, I love you, easily entered her heart again. She really had no power to resist Feng Siye.
Her hand gently touched her face, and her heart suddenly jumped. No, it was impossible for her to be with him like this.
"Feng Siye, it's not your problem, it's my problem! Please go back first and let me think about it, okay?" Mi Ai begged softly.
"No, you've been thinking about it for several days. No matter how much time I give you, you still can't think it through... Then let me think for you and make a decision for you." Feng Siye suddenly said this.
He opened the door forcefully with the handle and rushed in.
Mi Ai was unprepared and almost knocked down. Feng Siye's hand tightly grabbed her arm and pulled her back, then rolled her into his arms.
Mi Ai was not mentally prepared at all. She never expected that at this time, Feng Siye would be violent!
There was no mask on her face at the moment. No matter how well-made it was, wearing it for many years would have side effects, so she still had to take it off from time to time to let her skin breathe.
Maybe she took it off on purpose, subconsciously testing Feng Siye.
In short, she couldn't explain why she chose to take off her mask at this time.
"I know what you are thinking. In fact, only I can give you this answer. No matter what you become, I will love you. Don't say you are disfigured. You are just a pig. You become a skeleton and your face is all rotten."
, I love you all, I, Feng Siye, love you as a person, not your face, do you understand?" There was a strong flame in Feng Siye's eyes, and Mi Ai was shocked by him, unable to speak a single word.
I couldn't say anything, I just looked at him stupidly, not knowing how to refute.
When Feng Siye saw this, he simply used actions to prove his determination. He lowered his head and directly captured her lips. Her lips were still so soft, with an intoxicating fragrance, which made him addicted and unable to extricate himself...
His kiss was very strong, completely different from the previous ones. It was so strong that it made her heart palpitate. His eyelashes trembled slightly with excitement. His movements were urgent and unorganized, as if he wanted to prove something, so he could only keep trying.
She kissed her tightly...
"Don't say anything now, listen to me..." Feng Siye finally let go of the panting woman, gently touched her lips that were red from his kiss, and stared at her face tightly,
Although her face looked like a ghost, in his eyes she seemed as beautiful as a fairy.
"You are not good-looking, so I have never been interested in your beauty from the beginning! Who can compare to me in terms of beauty? So I don't care about beautiful women! Zhou Wanqing is beautiful, but she has a heart like a snake.
, for her own benefit, she does all kinds of evil things, no matter how beautiful she is, who will love her! My love for someone, Feng Siye, will never change because of her appearance. What I want is never...
It’s your skin! It’s your kind heart.”
"Feng Siye! You!" Mi Ai was so angry that he couldn't speak. Even if she is now disfigured and ugly, she can't be compared with a pig's head. Besides, she doesn't look good because of her appearance. Although she is not special
Beautiful, but at least it’s pretty and pretty!
"I'm not kind. I'm worse than Zhou Wanqing. I'm vicious. I've done a lot of bad things for revenge. You've got the wrong person!" Mi Ai glared at her angrily.
Seeing that she finally had a different emotion, Feng Siye felt relieved a little. He suddenly hugged her tighter, almost making her breathless, and then said, "I don't care, I just love you anyway."
You, love you, love you...I have loved you for ten thousand years! You took over my body, took over my heart, and gave birth to my baby, so you must be responsible for me to the end!"
"What? Hey, are you still being unreasonable! Who took possession of whom..." Mi Ai's cheeks turned red. How could he distort the facts like this? It was clearly him...
"Feng Siye, you are a bastard and a robber with logic! Go away and get out!" Mi Ai pushed him away hard.
Feng Siye had been holding the flower in his hand that he was reluctant to throw away and handed it to her. It was a small bouquet of blue enchantress, very delicate and small. When Mi Ai saw the flower, he was stunned and stopped moving for a moment.
"Sent to you, although this flower is very beautiful, it is not as good as you!" Feng Siye directly put the flower into her hand.
Mi Ai, "..."
"Now..." After saying so many bastard words and doing so many bastard things, Feng Siye started to beat his heart now, but he had no regrets, every word he said was true!
"Get out, I need to calm down!" Mi Ai threw the flower directly on him and pushed him out of the room angrily.
After closing the door, she leaned against the door and held her chest tightly with her hands, but she had to admit that although what he just said did not sound good, and it was not sweet words, it was more practical and more meaningful than those false sweet words.
