Yi Qingyang looked at her stomach with bloodshot eyes, Ling'er said that she just didn't want to be with herself.

He didn't tell him this time how he brought Ling'er back, but Yi Qingyang knew that sooner or later Ling'er would return to Murong Xiang, and only if Ling'er became his woman, would he be willing to stay by his side forever.

If she only thinks of herself as his sister, she will have to leave sooner or later.

He won't let her leave him again, and no one knows what kind of life he will live after Ling'er gets married.

Yi Ling'er could naturally feel the hand on her stomach, as if a poisonous snake was wrapped around her neck, and she spat snake letter to herself from time to time.

An unprecedented sense of helplessness struck Illinger.

My brother already knows that he is pregnant, so he really can't keep this child?

"Brother, go to bed early, tomorrow will be early, Ling'er is also sleepy."

She had the last shred of luck, and she hoped that he didn't know about the child's survival.

And she also hoped that he would let the child go.

"Ling'er, who do you think this child will look like when he is born?"

Yi Qingyang's tone was cold, staring at Yi Ling'er's stomach with his eyes, and his hands still roaming over her stomach from time to time.

"Brother...... Brother, you ...... At...... What to say, what...... Child, why don't I understand? ”

She was afraid that with a slight force of Yi Qingyang's hand, she could kill the unformed child, the child who gave her all hope, the Murong Xiang and her only child.

"Ling'er doesn't know she's pregnant? It's been more than two months. ”

Yi Ling'er felt the strength of the hand on her stomach increase a little, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back, she didn't dare to imagine what she would do if this child was gone.

Now that he knew about it, Ellinger didn't want to play pantomime with him anymore.

He has changed.

And she also thought about it, she and her children lived and died together.

"Brother, if you dare to hurt my child, I won't live alone."

Yi Ling'er's tone was stubborn and firm, as well as piercing coldness, without any emotion.

"Is Ling'er willing to let him die?"

"If you refuse to let him go, what can I do if I am reluctant!"

She looked at Yi Qingyang with a hint of hatred in her eyes, she hated him.

It turned out that Brother Yang, whom she loved the most, would hate him one day.

Has he changed or has he changed?

Or maybe both of them have changed.

She has someone she really loves, and someone she wants to protect with her life.

And what about him?

In order to get what she wants, she can not hesitate to destroy a qiē, destroy her hopes, and break her wings.

"Ling'er has lost this child, and there will be more children in the future."

"There will be no more, I will only have this one child in my life, brother, I beg you, don't hurt him."

This is also Murong Xiang's only child, if something really happens to the child in her womb, Murong Xiang will not blame herself.

She can't be so selfish, she would rather go and beg Yi Qingyang, maybe he will be soft-hearted.

"If Ling'er is willing to agree to marry me, I can let him go, and I will love him as my own son, I don't know what Ling'er wants?"

As long as Ling'er is willing to marry herself, she can say anything, but after Ling'er is pregnant with her own child, she will send the child away or kill her, and Ling'er will not think about death when she is pregnant at that time.

As for Murong Xiang, he will never find Ling'er again in this life!