079 Don't kiss my mother
Because Tutu was there, Tan Yueming didn't say anything to me until the child fell asleep, and he didn't speak, "Do you know how much I miss you." These days, you haven't given me even a single message, and I feel like I'm living a really messy life, living like a woman's plaything. β
I was dumbfounded for a moment, and he smiled, "Adopt a child, this is the means that Zhong Ting uses to keep you, I'm right." β
Oh, I have a marriage contract with him, he just doesn't want to be an irresponsible person, now that Tan Yueming exists, there is one more reason not to divorce, and death will not fulfill me and the "little three".
Tan Yueming smiled, didn't say anything, was lighting a cigarette, I said no smoking, Tutu was sleeping.
He paused for a moment, and finally put the cigarette back, "Why don't you give birth to a child yourself if you like it so much, and you have to adopt it?" β
I said, "Tutu and I are fateful, I never thought about adopting a child, and ......"
After a long pause, I decided to tell him, "I'm pregnant." β
For a moment the air was still.
It's true. I didn't lie to him, I only found out in the last two days.
I didn't care about my aunt's postponement before, but then I was always nauseous, so I went downstairs and bought a pregnancy test for testing, and there was a red line.
At that moment, I was stunned, and I didn't know whether to be sad or happy.
He slammed the steering wheel down and remained silent.
I didn't dare call him, we all knew that as soon as he said that, it was really time for me and him to be finished.
No matter whether Zhong Ting and I have finished our lives or separated, having his children means that we are constantly cutting, and I can't be entangled with other men, even if it's just ambiguous.
"Li Qiusi." His voice was low, with a hint of rain coming from the mountains, "You did it on purpose, right?" β
Intentional what? Intentionally pregnant? Or did you deliberately lie to him?
The sky suddenly darkened, there was the sound of the tide outside, there were fewer people on the beach, and his face was hidden in the shadows, giving people invisible pressure.
Just as I was about to say something, he suddenly pulled me over and kissed me hard.
His lips were warm, and I was suddenly sad, and I felt that I was not such a weak person, but at this moment I couldn't help crying.
Tears slid to the corners of his mouth, he kissed deeper and stronger, he was biting me, biting me all out of blood, tears mixed with blood, salty and bitter.
His voice was like a trapped beast, and the rise and fall of his chest seemed to be unable to be suppressed any longer, "Li Qiusi, you are so cruel, how can you treat me like this, I have taken out all my soul for you, what do you want me to do?" β
I don't really know what else to say other than I'm sorry.
At this time, a voice sounded, "Uncle, you can't kiss Auntie, Auntie is my father's wife, only my father can kiss." β
Tan Yueming let go of me and laughed, "Little friend, uncle and aunt are a couple, and you should call mom your father's wife." β
Tutu rubbed his eyes and said very seriously, "Auntie is my mother, my new mother." β
I was stunned for a moment, and Tutu said, "I'm going to tell my dad that you kiss his wife, you're a bad uncle, and you kissed my mom to tears." β
Tan Yueming couldn't do anything about such a small point, so he could only look at her embarrassedly for a while, staring at her with big eyes.
The phone breaks the silence.
Tutu cleverly opened my bag, took the phone in his hand, looked at it, smiled on his little face, showed two small dimples, and said to me, "It's my dad." β
Then he answered, "Hey, Dad, I'm Tutu, I'm playing with my mom on the beach, and there's a bad uncle, he kissed mom and cried..."
At this point, Tutu sighed and handed me the phone, "Daddy told you to listen to the phone." β
I glanced at Tan Yueming, he had no expression, and I shouted hey without any confidence.
There was no sound on the other end, only the sound of heavy breathing.
Somehow, my heart was beating wildly, my fingers were slightly closed, my palms were sweating, and after a long while, I heard him say, "Come to the airport to pick me up, I'll wait for you." β
His tone was light, and he didn't reveal any emotion.
I looked at Tan Yueming, "My car is parked in the mall, send me back to pick up the car." β
Tan Yueming didn't say anything, as soon as he hit the steering wheel, the car walked back.
On the way to the airport, I was so nervous that even Tutu could see that something was wrong, "Auntie, what's wrong with you?" β
I smiled very reluctantly, "Didn't you just say that Auntie is Mom, why don't you call Mom, I like you to call me Mom." β
Tutu pouted, "That's what I call in front of a bad uncle." β
I stopped talking, Tutu didn't know if he was frightened, he shrunk in his chair and didn't make a sound, and after a while he said, "If you really like me to call you mom, then I'll call it, don't be sad, okay?" β
I was so happy with a puff that I had such a cute little baby, what was there for me to be sad about.
When I arrived at the exit, Zhong Ting was already standing there, dressed in a black coat, with a gloomy but restrained expression, my heart couldn't help beating much faster, I stopped the car, and he said lightly, "You go to the passenger seat." β
I didn't say anything, but quickly did so.
Zhong Ting drove the car, Tutu talked to him, and he also passed with a perfunctory sentence.
Tutu looked very sad, and I comforted her, "Dad is tired today, so he doesn't want to talk." β
As if he knew something, he sat there quietly, no longer making a sound.
Zhong Ting's face was ugly from beginning to end, and this attitude, I can't get out of my throat even if I want to say anything.
He didn't say a word until he got home, and went straight into the study.
I went back to my room after I put Tutu to sleep, but I saw Zhong Ting sitting in my room.
I was a little surprised, "What are you doing here?" β
He didn't move, leaning against the window, his obsidian eyes locked on my face, "I thought you were broken off with him." β
I didn't dare to look him in the eye and whispered, "I just happened to meet him today." β
He smiled, "Kiss you, also by chance?" β
Bang! It started to thunder again, and seeing that a rainstorm was coming again, I said, "It's thundering, I'll go see Tutu, I'm afraid she'll hurt her alone..."
Before he could say the word, he suddenly hugged me from behind. My chin rubbed against my face, and a little stubble appeared on my head, and I felt a little pain from the sting, but there was a wonderful and warm feeling in my heart.
He just hugged me, motionless, didn't say a word, and finally I smiled, "What are you doing, is it possible that you want to vent something again, but I don't want to now, I really don't want to." β
Hearing only a sneer, he let go of me violently, "I know, you want him to vent." β
Before I could explain, he slammed the door shut, and I sat down on the bed weakly.
Lying on the bed, I couldn't fall asleep, obviously my eyes were very astringent, but when I closed my eyes, there were all kinds of chaotic thoughts entangled.
Everyone is asking me, what are you waiting for......
The mobile phone rang several times before I answered, it was Bai Hang, "I'm sorry Miss Li, I'm bothering you so late, but I can't help it, can you come to Huating?" β
Half an hour later, I arrived at Huating, a well-known clubhouse in Nandu.
Bai Hang seemed to have been waiting there for a long time, looking anxious, "Miss Li, thank you for coming over so late, Mr. Tan is drunk, and he has been clamoring to find you, but no one touches him, and the trouble is a little unpleasant..."
I sighed, didn't say anything, and followed Bai Hang into the private room.
The room was very large, and the dishes on the round table were not yet confiscated, and it seemed that the meal was halfway through.
Bai Hang said helplessly, "Mr. Tan has never lost his temper like this, and the others have dispersed when they see him like this." β
I pursed my lips and saw Tan Yueming sitting on the sofa with his hands on his head.
Slowly walked to his side, "Tan Yueming, let's go home." β
He didn't say a word, he didn't move, and I asked, "Why did you drink so much?" β
"Leave it to me."
His voice was muffled and angry.
I don't know what to do, look at Bai Hang, he looks at a loss.
I had to say, "Go, I'll take you home." β
He suddenly looked at me, "Where are you going?" β
I said, "Go home." β
He said, "I don't have a home, I never have, my parents died early, and you don't want me...... I don't have a home. β
He was really drunk and looked like a child, and I didn't know what to say, so I helped him into the car with Bai Hang.
After entering the door, Bai Hang said goodbye and left, leaving me here alone.
Putting Tan Yueming on the bed, I turned around to pour water, not wanting to be pulled by him, "Don't go, don't let you leave me." β
He clutched so tightly that he couldn't get his blood to flow, and I said, "I'm not leaving." β
He let go of his hand, and I asked, "Would you like to pour you a glass of water?" β
He didn't speak, leaned against the head of the bed, looking uncomfortable.
As soon as I stepped out of one leg, he shouted, "Don't go." β
This voice directly scared me back, and I heard him say, "Stay here, don't go anywhere." β
After sitting for a while, I felt like I was about to become a sculpture, and I said, "I'm going to put you in the bath." β
He grabbed me at once, "Qiu Si ......"
In the next second, he pulled me into his arms, tightly clamped me, and kissed. The smell of alcohol made me want to vomit.
After I was pregnant, I couldn't smell more and more, and my stomach was extremely uncomfortable, but he refused to let go, but tightened the hoop, strangled me out of breath, and after a while, he rolled me into a ball of quilts, and I panicked, "Wake up, don't go crazy." β
He didn't speak, he just pulled my clothes hard, and he followed me wherever I hid, and I said what should you do now that I am pregnant.
He didn't pay attention to it, and as soon as I rolled over, I hit the bedside table, and my eyes were so painful that I almost passed out, and then he let go.
I had a big bag on my head, and I thought it would be better to hit and die like this, so as not to be upset between two people, like walking a tightrope.
He suddenly smiled and took my hand, "Let me see what it looks like." β
I seriously suspect that he wasn't drunk at all, or even pretended.
I sat up and ignored him, and he stuck to me again, and put his arms around me from behind, his chin resting on my head, his breath spraying in my ear, hot, tickling, and not speaking.
I couldn't help but say to him, "You're pretending, you're not drunk at all." β
He chuckled, "I just want to know if you're coming." β
I was, "Do you know how naΓ―ve you are. β