Tears couldn't help but overflow the corners of his eyes and drip in his wide palms.

"Didn't you stop thinking about it?" Ximen Longting frowned, "Get a good night's sleep, tomorrow is a new beginning." ”

I'm sorry. Simon Dragon.

Jing Jiaren is sad not only for the loss of her children, but also for her inability to keep their only bond.

Regardless of whether Ximen Longting blames her or not, she blames it, and it is difficult to escape the blame......

Ximen Longting cleaned her whole body, took a towel to dry, wrapped her directly in a large bath towel, and carried her to the bed to help her change into pajamas.

At this time, Jing Jiaren was already sleepy, leaning on him, he could bring her a reassuring liliang.

"Sleep."

Kiss her forehead.

Simon Longting slept beside her: "If you have a nightmare, I'm here." ”

Today he is gentleness that she has never shown before, so gentle that she almost thinks it is an illusion, a dream, and when she wakes up, everything will return to reality.

Jing Jiaren clenched his big palm tightly.

Ximen Longting held her back, and his fingers were interlocked.

Jing Jiaren suddenly wanted to say that sentence and express her heart-

"I ......" love you.

"Stop talking, I'll talk about it tomorrow." Simon Longting rubbed her walnut eyes, it was more than 3 o'clock in the evening.

Jing Jiaren pursed her lower lip, it's okay, if this is really a dream, sooner or later she should wake up.

The next day, the weather was gloomy, with lightning and thunder outside the window, and heavy rain.

It seems that God is grieving and roaring for the baby's departure.

A cell phone rang from somewhere, and it rang persistently......

Ximen Longting frowned slightly, and when he came to his senses, his private mobile phone would be turned off at night, naturally because he was afraid of making noise to the person next to him.

And if something happens, Wilson will report it to him immediately, so his phone is basically of little use.

The mobile phone is still ringing, obviously not Simon Longting's mobile phone faintly.

Jing Jiaren was disturbed by the bell and arched impatiently in Simon Longting's arms.

He gently let go of the man in his arms and walked down to find the source of the sound.

Zuihou pulled out a female cell phone from under the bedside table......

[Give me a phone.] 】

[Yes, a mobile phone that can communicate with the outside world...... As long as you give it to me, I can give you the SD card. 】

[I don't want to run away, it's not your turn. Do you think he'll like you if I run away? 】

Ximen Longting's eyebrows were furrowed, and he immediately thought of what he heard at the door of the room that day. I didn't expect this woman to dare to do this!

How did Jing Jiaren know that although she had muted her mobile phone, the mobile phone Leng Xinqi gave her had a remote control function.

Even if she turns off her phone, as long as the battery still has power, the other party can manipulate her phone to turn it on.

Ximen Longting glanced at Jing Jiaren who was asleep, walked into the bathroom coldly, and picked up his mobile phone.

"Why don't you answer the phone now?" Leng Lintian's charming voice came, "Little idiot, shouldn't you have woken up yet." ”

“……”

"Tell me how you want me to help you."

Simon raised his hand, the phone fell on the wall, and the battery board popped out.

Leng Lintian's voice turned to ashes, and he recognized it.

A punch hit the sink hard, and the mirror surface of the glass instantly cracked.

He suppressed his heart, rubbed his temples with a faint pain, and wanted to immediately grab the woman on the bed and question him.

Resisting the urge to kill, he picked up his phone and took the electric board back.