(Girls' Literature)

"Oh, Lingling, if you agree, I am willing to put my life on you. But there is a premise, can you give me another child? ”

Bear him another baby?!

How embarrassed is he to make such a request, he doesn't have the slightest guilt for Yangyang's missing father's love for 7 years! "Nangong Jianxi, you bastard!" She clenched her pink fist and hammered him in the chest.

"Yes, Lingling, I'm a jerk." Nangong Jianxi let her beat and scold, one arm clasped her little fragrant shoulder, and he buried his face in her fragrant and tender neck.

He was drunk, his mind was confused, and he muttered in pain, "Lingling, do you know how painful I have been in the past 7 years? I couldn't sleep all night, and when I closed my eyes, I thought about the baby we had miscarryed outside the operating room 7 years ago. ”

"He's almost three months old, and the doctor says he's well-developed, but when he had a miscarriage, he was very... Sadly, a small life was trampled into a blur of flesh and blood when it was sucked out. Lingling, if I could, I would like to die for him. ”

"Lingling, I've really missed you for the past 7 years, and I'm going crazy thinking about you. You're gone, and I'm looking for you all over the world. I finally found you in Milan 4 years ago, and that day... That day, I saw you holding a month-old baby in your arms, Shen Xiujie was pushing the stroller and hugging you, you came out of the marriage registration office, and he was still holding a copy in his hand... Red Marriage Certificate..."

"I followed you all the way like a fool, you were teasing the baby, you asked the baby to call Shen Xiujie Daddy, you went in together... Apartment, you guys... Such happiness. ”

"Lingling, you are really cruel, how can you abandon our father and son to marry Shen Xiujie and have children with him? Do you really want me, do you really want our children? ”

"Lingling, sometimes I really hate you. Why didn't you tell me when you were pregnant 7 years ago, do you know how ostentatious and happy it is to be able to create a love crystallization with the woman you love? Do you know how much I want to be a dad? ”

"But the more I hate you than I hate myself, that kid is me... When you were good with me, I made you suffer a lot, so these punishments are what I should bear. ”

"Lingling, I really want to look at you from afar like that, I've survived 4 years, I think I can. But... I can't wait, I can't stand it, I feel like I'm dying. ”

"Lingling, I'm 37 years old, I'm really old, let's stop tossing around, can you stay with me? I beg you, I beg you..."

The man was buried deep in her neck, his rough and steady masculine aura made her limbs weak and her scalp tingle, and she was even more shocked by what he said.

He thought she had a miscarriage?

Did he go to Milan to find her?

An Youling didn't know how there could be such a big misunderstanding between them, 7 years ago he used force on her in the hotel room, which made her disheartened, she fainted in pain and opened her eyes again, the person had already arrived in Europe.

She was about to leave, but at that time she resented him and hated him so much that she never mentioned his name during the process from pregnancy to childbirth.

Yang Yang looks very similar to him, almost carved out of a mold, and sometimes in the dead of night when she sleeps quietly hugging her son, she finally finds a reason to miss him.

7 years is enough time for her to understand that at the age of 20, she is too young after all, his obscure and affectionate attitude towards Li Ruoyu made her feel wronged, his selfishness, domineering and busyness made her feel sad, she was nervous, sensitive, and broke up, in fact, in the final analysis, she didn't understand love at all.

When she loved him, she promised to give and wait selflessly, and after only 4 months, she wanted to expel all the shadows related to Lizi's sister and completely dominate him.

For Nangong Jianxi, who is slow and nostalgic, she first lost her patience on the road of love and deviated from the direction.

Between the two, it is impossible to say who is right and who is wrong.

Time is really a good medicine to heal wounds, these 7 years are enough for her to relieve his indecision, she began to believe in the innocence between him and Li Ruoyu, she watched her growing son and slowly fantasized about the meeting between the two... It's just that from the beginning of the fantasy, she hated his 7 years of thin love.

What did the man who once proposed to her with a diamond ring, saying that he would spoil her, love her, and accompany her all her life, he... Why not come to her?

And it was enough to stick to him once, and if he wanted her, he had to personally pursue her back.

……

An Youling lowered his eyes and looked at the man, he said that she had an impression of Milan that day, that day Shen Xiujie and her best friend received a marriage certificate, and when they left the marriage registration office, her best friend left, and she and Shen Xiujie walked back to the apartment together.

She didn't know that he was following behind, it was Shen Xiujie's son, and he should be called Shen Xiujie's father, if she made him misunderstand, it was that she allowed Shen Xiujie to put his arm around her shoulder.

The man was attached to her and seemed to be asleep, and she stretched out her plain white fingertips and gently touched his face---Nangong Jianxi, are you a big fool?" When Milan met me, you decided it was the truth? You won't take more evidence and investigate again?

Nangong Jianxi, are you really... Have you treated me like this, have you loved me?

"Ahem," Alva coughed lightly as Ann was distracted.

An Youling quickly retracted her hand and wanted to get up, but as soon as she moved, the man's arm resting on her fragrant shoulder directly circled her small waist, and rubbed her face with her resolute jaw coquettishly, muttering, "Lingling, don't go." ”

An Youling's heart was put on the tip of a handful of honey, sweet and greasy, but she pushed his chest with her little hand, so she didn't want to reconcile with him in his drunken state.

"Nangong Jianxi, you go away, don't touch me!" Her face flushed.

Alva looked at the two people who were entangled and grinned, "Sister An, I'll stay here and send these drunk people back, and the president of my family will bother you." ”

"What?" An Youling's eyes widened, she just came back and was going to serve him who was drunk, why? "I don't want to, I... I—" She's not one of his!

"Sister An, have you forgotten the 520 project? Although the president of my family agreed verbally, he has not signed the contract yet. Alva shrugged.

An Youling, "..."Sure enough, what kind of boss there is, what kind of subordinates, they are all despicable and shameful villains, hum. "And how do I know where he lives?"

"Heh, Sister An, the president of my family lives in the villa where your An family used to be, oh, the president's bedroom is where you used to be... Boudoir. ”

……

An Youling opened the door of the villa and helped Nangong Jianxi inside.

The man was drunk but very well-behaved, he hugged the little woman tightly, sometimes rubbing his cheek against her delicate skin, feeling her vivid presence, he was very satisfied.

When she climbed the stairs and opened the bedroom door, Ann was panting with exhaustion, and she could barely parry such a tall man, so when she put him on the boat, she also threw herself on him.

"Hmm—" The tip of her nose hit his hard chest, it hurt so much that tears welled up in her eyes, and she smashed his chest with her pink fist, "Scoundrel, are you made of iron?" ”

Her slender wrist was held by the man with his eyes closed, and he pulled her into his arms with a hard pull, "Lingling, don't make trouble, let me sleep with you in my arms." ”

An Youling nestled in his arms, smiled a little, his cheeks were tickled by his expensive shirt collar, but his heart was even more itchy.

She twisted her little body a few times very pretentiously, and said coquettishly, "Nangong Jianxi, don't expect me to let you hold it all the time... Sleep, I haven't forgiven you yet, this time, I want you to chase me. ”

The last sentence "You chase me" An Youzhi snorted like a mosquito, she was too ashamed to raise her eyes, anxious and expectantly waiting for the man's answer.

But Nangong Jianxi didn't give her an answer for a long time, and when An Youling propped up his chest and looked at him, he was breathing lightly and long, obviously asleep.

This bad man who doesn't understand the wind is clear! An also shook his pink fist and wanted to beat him.

But looking at his tired and thin Junpang, An Youling bit his pink lip and put down his little hand.

Sliding off of him, An Youling moved him to the middle of the boat with a little difficulty, leaned over and took off his shoes, smelling the smell of wine all over his body, she hesitated to wipe his face with a towel to make him sleep more comfortably.

In the end, it was decided to forget it, she was just worried about her life, where is this bad man worthy of her like this?

Deflated as she sat on the boat, she looked sideways at the man, and the pillow under the man's head suddenly caught her attention.

With a slender arm propped up on the boat, she pulled out the things under the pillow, this is a photo, the boat photo she took with her mobile phone seven years ago when she chased him backwards.

This photo easily evoked all the feelings of An Youling, and the happy Zen time of the two of them in the four months was staged in my mind one by one...

What does he mean?

Bought the villa she used to live in, slept in her room, pressed her pictures under her pillow, every night... I miss her falling asleep, and I keep begging her not to leave...

Does he love her?

Is he still worthy of her trust?

……

An Youling thought wildly, the photo of her little hand was suddenly withdrawn, and when she raised her eyes, the man didn't know when he was awake, he turned over and stood on the carpet quickly, he hooked his lips, and stared at her fiercely, "Sister An, who let you mess with my things?" ”

A sentence of "Sister An" reminded An Youling of the embarrassing recent situation, she hurriedly stood up from his boat, glared at him unwillingly, she spread her small palms, "President Nangong, that's my photo, now please return it to its original owner and return the photo to me." ”

Nangong Jianxi's dark eyes were as bright as diamonds, and he smiled, "It's you in the photo, should I return it to you?" Then this house is mine, you stand on my territory, now do you want to lie down on the boat, I want to make you mine? ”

"You..." An Youling's face was red, this man used to be muffled and scratched, but now he is playing clearly. She scolded him, "Phew, stinky cowshit! ”

Nangong Jianxi's mood was quite pleasant, he turned his face sideways, placed the photo on his lips, and kissed her red lips with a loud "pop", "I'll be bullying you, what do you want?" ”