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Tang Mo'er sobbed quietly, her eyes were red, her nose was red, she was screaming... Mr. Gu...

What she misses and relies on is Mr. Gu's shoulder.

She was carrying Mr. Gu's child in her belly.

Lu Yeming looked at the palm-sized little face in front of him, then raised his hand and gently touched her face.

Wiping the tears on her face with his fingertips, he whispered, like coaxing a little girl who had not grown up, "Then I'll give you your mobile phone, can you call him?"

Tang Mo'er sobbed, her thin white teeth biting her lip, crying and laughing, and then shaking her head, "I can't, I can't... Let Mr. Gu follow me... It hurts together, and it's good if I hurt alone..."

"Okay," Lu Yeming held her tearful little face, "Then I'll accompany you to hurt." ”

He took her into his arms again.

Tang Mo'er reached out and grabbed the clothes on his body until she pulled out the folds, she choked in pain, and vented all her despair and helplessness...

……

After crying, Tang Mo'er made her eyes swollen from crying, she was tired of crying, she wanted to sleep.

After all, it is the body of a pregnant woman, especially drowsy.

Lu Yeming handed over a bowl of warm Chinese medicine, "Sister, the medicine still needs to be drunk, drink it while it's hot." ”

"Oh. Tang Mo'er didn't dare to be willful, she took the small bowl, held her breath and drank a small bowl of Chinese medicine.

It's bitter.

As soon as she drank it, she wanted to vomit.

At this time, a large palm with distinct bones stretched out, "Here you go." ”

Tang Mo'er lowered her eyes and saw that there was one more in Lu Yeming's palm... Lime.

The lime is plump and clear, with teardrops hanging on it, and the sour and sweet taste makes you want to drool at the sight of it.

"Lime?" Tang Mo'er's eyes lit up.

Lu Yeming hooked his lips, "I remember that you like to eat it the most, and now that you are pregnant, you should like to eat sour food even more." ”

"Thank you. ”

Tang Mo'er took the lime and took a small bite directly, and the full sweet and sour juice in it spread into her mouth, suppressing her nausea.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Yes. ”

Tang Mo'er lay down on the swing bed, and since the snow fell in the city that night, the designers of the Lu Ye Underworld School have renovated and renovated her room again, adding a swing bed.

Above the big swing bed is a lace dome, and the hazy light gauze hangs down all around, and with a slight movement, the swing bed will swing, the princess's favor and the girl's romance.

"Night, do you remember when you were a child at your grandmother's house, every morning I opened the window, and the lime tree that grew in front of my window?"

Lu Yeming sat on a wicker chair next to the swing bed, his two long legs stretched forward, his delicate ankles stacked together, in an arbitrary and elegant posture.

"Of course, I remember that the lime tree grew so well that it bore fruit every year, so the children in the village liked to climb the tree to steal it, and they liked to bully me and call me dumb. ”

Tang Mo'er pillowed on the snow-white pillow, with soft black hair and a fair little face, she hooked her red lips, "One day when I came back and saw those wild children bullying you, I picked up a wooden stick and rushed over and taught them a good lesson." ”

"Yes, they ran home crying, those paternalistic people came to grandma theory, grandma punished us for thinking about it on the surface, but closed the door and burned sweet and sour pork ribs for us, and since then, those children no longer dare to bully me, they all say that I have a female demon sister. ”

Tang Mo'er smiled crookedly, she had been bullied in the Qin family since she was a child, she knew how to protect herself, if someone beat her, she would definitely return it.

This is her own brother, those wild children bullied her brother, she rolled up her sleeves without saying a word.

Thinking of the past, Tang Mo'er's bright eyes were filled with a pool of spring water, broken and bright.

It was a really happy time.

Carefree.

Lu Yeming stretched out his hand and pulled the silk quilt, covered it for her, and exposed her small head, "But I still remember when you were a child, you climbed a tree to pick limes, and then threw them down, the limes rolled to the ground, you gave me a pocket, and let me chase all over the ground." ”

"And in the summer, when it's hot, you take a break in bed, let me fan you and catch mosquitoes. ”

"At that point, you should have treated me like a free little henchman. ”

Tang Mo'er didn't admit it, "Ye Ming, then you have no conscience, you only remember that your sister called you, why don't you remember that once you had a high fever, your sister was crying at the head of your bed, guarding you and refusing to go anywhere, my sister usually eats a piece of meat less, and gives you that piece of meat, you see that you are so tall and handsome now, all of them have absorbed the nutrients that your sister gave you." ”

Lu Ye's deep phoenix eyes overflowed with softness that he had never seen before, and his handsome eyebrows all rippled, and he looked at Tang Mo'er and smiled.

Tang Mo'er hooked her red lips and closed her eyes gently, "Night, my sister is sleeping." ”

"Yes, good night. ”

Soon, Tang Mo'er fell asleep.

Lu Yeming lowered her eyes and looked at her soft little face, all the memories returned to the midsummer of 1990, the summer of that year was unusually hot, the lime trees outside the window were in full bloom, the radio in the room was talking about something, and the smell of grandma's favorite braised pork wafted from the kitchen.

I don't know which neighbor's child started crying again, and the tree screamed endlessly, and Tang Moer, who was seven or eight years old, was sent to his grandmother's house, broke into his life, and grew up with him.

Lu Yeming slowly lowered his long body, approached Tang Mo'er's forehead little by little, and then gently pasted it.

He dropped a kiss on her fair forehead.

A very light kiss, for fear of waking her up in her sleep.

He couldn't remember how many times she held her chin and looked at him with blank eyes, "Brother, brother, you have to learn to speak, my name is Tang Mo'er, come, learn from me, Tang, Mo'er, Mo'er!"

She taught him to speak in a straight way, and taught him to pronounce his name over and over again, Mo'er.

Jun Xiqing stood outside the door, she looked at Lu Yeming and kissed Sister Mo'er's forehead with low eyes, and did not leave for a long time.

She turned sideways and pressed her delicate back against the wall, thinking that everyone had a time in their hearts.

There is a softness, a lifetime of love that others can't reach.

Jun Xiqing remembered that when she was a child, she and Uncle Jun rode a horse on the lawn, and Uncle Jun pointed at the great rivers and mountains of country Z with a horsewhip, and said to her, "Qingqing, who said that women are inferior to men?"

Jun Xiqing slowly hooked her red lips, it was a time for her to fall into the city, her original belief.

In the past, she always felt that she was far away from Lu Yeming, an unfathomable man, and she couldn't see him clearly through a layer of fog.

Now she cleared the layers of fog, but suddenly found that his heart was actually extremely soft.