Xia Huaihua hates Wei Ting, she hates it. Vertices

She tapped her fingers on her phone.

"I don't want you to take care of my affairs, and you don't have a position to take care of it!"

Anyone who receives such a message full of rejection and anger will never send it again, but Wei Ting is not.

"I just have a relationship with you, I feel sorry for you, Ling Su is not a good destination for you, believe me, the daughter of the Wei family can only be worthy of the top men!"

"Are you crazy? The Wei family? The Wei family has always been the most simple person in the mountains. ”

"Huaihua, don't talk to me like this, the anger on your body is too heavy, I'm just worried about you!"

"Thank you!" Xia Huaihua replied lightly with two words and threw the phone aside.

was not lightly angered by Wei Ting.

abandoned all his relatives and turned into a local tyrant, and between the lines, he was too far from the original second uncle.

Drip~

The phone lights up again.

The summer locust flowers lie down and bloom.

Or Wei Ting.

"Sophora flowers, can we meet each other? I know you're in a bad mood right now, I know a professional obstetrician and gynecologist here, and there may be hope for your body. ”

She stared at her phone for a long time, not understanding what Wei Ting's words meant.

Could it be that something is wrong with her body?

Isn't it just a miscarriage?

"Location." She typed out two words, send.

"You decide when and where you want."

turned off the phone, Xia Huaihua fell into anxiety, anxiety for the unknown.

She looked at Wei Ting's chat history repeatedly, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that Ling Su might have deceived her.

Should I believe Wei Ting or Ling Su?

The answer is definitely the latter.

But she already knew Wei Ting, although that person had a tiresome local tyrant pretending temperament, he didn't look like a person who would make a fuss.

Sick of it!

She scratched her hair, got up and walked to the bathroom door, leaning against the wall.

A layer of mist rises on the frosted glass door.

"Ling Su, I want to go out tonight."

Ling Su seemed to be thinking, the sound of the water flowing came from inside, and he didn't answer Xia Huaihua.

After a while, the door was suddenly opened, and he had a bath towel around his waist, and he didn't have time to wipe the water on his body.

There were drops of water hanging from his wet head.

This scene is very tempting, Xia Huaihua pursed her lips, and the beautiful man came out of the bath, but unfortunately she was not in the mood to appreciate it.

"I want to go out and have a meal."

Ling Su's eyes were deep and dark, like a black hole that would suck people, and he looked at her, "Do you think it's possible?" ”

Xia Huaihua thought for a moment and lowered her head, "Okay, it's impossible." ”

Just like Ling Su said, no one in the family would agree, not to mention Zhang Fengya, the "living ancestor".

Ling Su rubbed her furry head, turned around and entered the bathroom, and the sound of razors sounded.

Xia Huaihua sniffed, silently turned around and lay back on the bed.

She looked at the messages sent by Wei Ting over and over again, and her heart went up and down.

After a while, Ling Su came to the bed with a basin of water and began to pick up her clothes.

"What are you doing?" Xia Huaihua tugged at the waist of his pants.

Ling Su's hand movements did not stop, "I'll wipe your body, it's so hot, it's uncomfortable to sleep without taking a bath." ”

Xia Huaihua instinctively wanted to resist, but felt that she was hypocritical, so she let Ling Su pick her up like a peeled egg, leaving only a pair of white pants hanging.

Her whole body was placed in front of Ling Su in vain.

And Ling Su did just like what he said, just wiped her body and rubbed her whole body.

It's because he's too serious and dedicated, and he's ashamed that Xia Huaihua is like a boiled prawn.

After the bath, she felt like a sauna, and she didn't know whether it was sweat or undried water on her body, which was very pleasant.

The feeling of exhaustion hit, and I didn't have any scruples about wearing clothes, and I fell asleep groggily.

In her dream, she went to the hospital and questioned the doctor who operated on her, and the doctor told her that she had a terminal illness and that she was dying.

She cried with fright.

She still has a lot to do.

I haven't seen my biological father yet, and I haven't taken oranges to the world.

Suddenly, the picture turned, she died, and Ling Su married a woman, who was more beautiful than her and bigger than her.

also called him shyly, "Brother Ling~"

She cried even more sadly.

"Acacia flowers, summer locust flowers, summer locust flowers!"

Ling Su's voice sounded in his ears.

Xia Huaihua felt very angry.

married such a beautiful woman, what do you call her for?

She walked up to Ling Su angrily, and raised her hand to punch it, this punch was really painful, and the back of her hand hurt.

Well? Wrong?

Xia Huaihua suddenly woke up from her dream, and looked at the back of her hand by the moonlight, it was red!

It still hurts!

So, just now......

His gaze swept to his side.

No one!

What about Ling Su? Could it be that the dream is real, he really married someone else?

"Ling Su?" Xia Huaihua lowered her voice.

I just woke up from a dream, and I didn't know if it was a real illusion at all, and my mind was confused.

"I'm here." Ling Su's voice came from the side of the bed.

Just now she saw Xia Huaihua having a nightmare, so she went to call her, but she didn't expect her backhand to be a punch.

After beating him, he lay down straight and continued to sleep.

Ling Su sighed deeply, what kind of sin was this made.

Xia Huaihua timidly probed and saw Ling Su who was knocked to the ground by her.

Can you beat Ling Su under the bed, right?

That power in her body has returned?

Raising her hand, she looked at her palm seriously, why couldn't she feel the existence of that power?

"Xia Huaihua," Ling Su's face was full of dissatisfaction, "Is your hands good-looking, or am I important?" ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" Xia Huaihua raised her hand to pull him, and suddenly realized that she was not wearing a shirt, so she reflexively let go and pulled the quilt.

Ling Su didn't expect her to have this trick, she sat on the ground and looked at her with a gloomy face, "Xia Huaihua!" ”

The sound of him gritting his teeth, in her place, was not a deterrent at all.

On the contrary, there is a sense of cuteness that is infuriating.

Xia Huaihua laughed, "Ling Su, are you stupid?" Can't you get up on your own? ”

“？？？” Ling Su, "Sure enough, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black." ”

Does this mean that she lowered her IQ?

Xia Huaihua snorted coldly and lay down on the bed again.

"Ling Su, I still want to go out tomorrow."

Wei Ting's words, coupled with the dream just now, kept lingering, circling, and lingering in her heart.

"No way." Ling Su lay down next to Xia Huaihua again, thought about it, turned over and stared at her, "Just now, what are you crying about?" ”

Xia Huaihua blinked, "Am I crying?" ”

Ling Su nodded affirmatively.

Suddenly hugged her into his arms, neither of them wore shirts, hugged each other tightly, and the air was filled with ambiguous smells.

"The child is gone, because we have no fate with her. Didn't you help a lot of orphans? When you are well, let's go see them, and if you have eyes, you will adopt one and come back. ”

Xia Huaihua poked her head out of Ling Su's arms, "Why do you have this thought?" ”