Tang Mohan, this year, 5 years old, he is a mixed-race child, with both the handsome silhouette of Europeans and Americans, and the delicate face of Asians, with a pair of watery eyelashes, big round brown eyes, a straight small nose bridge, a small mouth with thin lips, and milky white skin that can be blown and broken, as transparent and smooth as milk, cute and handsome.

He was born in the United States and returned to China with Tang Aixi when he was 3 years old.

"Every time there is a parent-child activity in the kindergarten, my uncle comes, and Uncle Lu never comes...... although he didn't expect the man to go, he still felt depressed in his heart.

Tang Mohan knew that Lu Zhendong didn't like him, especially his cunzài, although he didn't want to live with him, but he was a little man, and he had to stay by Tang Aixi's side to protect her.

Tang Aixi rubbed his little head distressedly, "Baby, I'm sorry, it's all Mommy's bad ......"

If there was a regret medicine in this world or time could be turned back, she would have chosen not to marry Lu Zhendong at the beginning, but it was too late.

"Mommy, it's not your fault......" Tang Mohan pursed his lips and comforted her in a milky voice, "If it weren't for my cunzài, you and Uncle Lu wouldn't be what they are now." ”

Tang Aixi's apricot eyes flashed with a mist of mist, and he blinked lightly, "Baby, it's none of your business, a relationship is faded is faded, and it has nothing to do with anyone." ”

If Lu Zhendong really loves her, her children should also be included in this love, and now that they have become like this, it can only be said that Lu Zhendong's love for her is too shallow.

The night is gloomy, and the Lu family mansion.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Tang Aixi was folding clothes, and at this time, Lu Zhendong opened the door drunk and broke in.

She was shocked, and her stunned eyes were full of vigilance, "Your room is not here!" ”

"Not here?" Lu Zhendong walked up to her with a sneer, grabbed her hand rudely, and pulled it into his arms, "This is my home, you are my wife!" ”

"Lu Zhendong!" Tang Aixi is a third dan black belt in taekwondo, and within two hits, Lu Zhendong was defeated at Tang Aixi's feet, his self-esteem was frustrated, and in a fit of anger, he was so angry that he picked up her legs and carried her whole person.

One came, beaten by the muscles, and rudely threw her on the bed.

Although Lu Zhendong can't beat her in terms of skills, he is better than his strong body and man's strength.

"Tang Aixi, I'm your husband!" He locked her under his coat, and the corners of his lips curled up indifferently, "Tonight I want you to fulfill your obligations as a wife!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Lu Zhendong was like crazy, and tore the white shirt on her shirt without gentleness, the buttons fell on the bed, and the shirt was split in two.

The black Lace-Bra is snow-white and proudly plump, the milky white skin is smooth and translucent, and all the beauty comes to an abrupt end on the lower abdomen.

On Tang Aixi's flat and firm lower abdomen, there was a flesh-colored scar, which was the scar left by the stitches after the operation, like a long centipede.

For Lu Zhendong, that scar was not only ugly, but also like a sharp sword that pierced his heart deeply.

The pain reminded him that the woman lying under the robe at this moment betrayed him and betrayed their feelings.

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