The curiosity in Yang Xiaoding's heart was aroused at once, and he raised his feet and walked into the room, wanting to take a closer look at the bowl. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But the moment his feet stepped through the door, the scene inside quickly changed dramatically.

It's like time flies in the blink of an eye, and the dusty, chaotic room has become beautifully arranged, and the lights are flickering.

The window with the paper-cut flowers and plants is open, the red vine tent gently sways with the breeze, the simple and atmospheric furniture arrangement, the carved wooden bed is placed with the big red brocade quilt of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and a woman wearing a lotus-colored cheongsam is sitting at the head of the bed, her eyes are gently placed on her bulging lower abdomen.

With a ruddy cherry mouth, a handsome little face, a classical beauty who came out of the painting, there was a hint of melancholy between her eyebrows, and she was even more in love.

Yang Xiaoding was standing on the side of the wooden door, looking at everything that was happening in front of him with a dull gaze, who could explain to him that this was a swollen situation, is it really okay to play through without saying a word? Before he could recover from the shock, a group of people suddenly rushed in from outside the door.

The leader is a woman in her forties with heavy makeup, wearing a red cheongsam embroidered with gorgeous peonies, a fur shoulder of the same color, a bright golden hairpin on her head, and a red juan flower.

In today's words, she is an old driver of vertical and horizontal KTV, and the jewels on her body almost sparkle Yang Xiaoding's titanium alloy dog eyes with a purity of twenty-four K.

Behind her were four men dressed in black linen clothes, all holding wooden sticks and looking fierce, one of whom held a tray with a small porcelain bowl containing a black liquid on it.

Everyone walked past the room and walked straight to the woman beside the bed, turning a blind eye to Yang Xiaoding standing on the side, as if they hadn't noticed his existence at all.

Yang Xiaoding, who had reacted and moved his steps to the side, thinking about how to deal with it, was stunned again.

And the woman's face changed greatly when she saw this group of people entering the door, and she leaned over to the head of the bed a few more minutes with an uneasy expression, and muttered hello on her lips.

"Mom, Mom, what are you going to do here?"

"Girl, don't pretend to be confused here, what am I doing here, you know in your own heart, I tried my best to raise you, and I threw a lot of silver on you, I expect you to make me more money, but you, I just don't listen to my mother, I was stunned by a few sweet words from a stinky man, and when people have had enough, pat your ass and leave, you are the only one waiting here alone." The gorgeous woman's eyes were sharp, and she said coldly.

"Mom, don't say that, Duan Lang, he won't abandon me, not to mention that I already have his children now." Under the staring eyes of her mother's cold eyes, the woman involuntarily shrank her body before stammering back.

"Won't? Half a month has passed, has he come back to see you, has he sent you any messages, has he left you any money? ”

The woman who was called Mom snorted coldly and continued to ask word by word in a cold tone.

The woman lowered her head in shame, didn't say anything more, and her hands hung weakly on the head of the bed.

"My good girl, you just listen to your mother's advice, beat the child out, and live again! Look at your own delicate appearance, if you give birth to a child, what will you do to raise him, and how sad he should be if he knows that he has a mother who is a prostitute. The mother saw that the woman stopped talking, and her tone softened a little, and she persuaded her bitterly.

"No, he is my child, he is a life, I can't erase his right to live."

As soon as the woman heard that she was going to kill her child, she suddenly got up from the bed, her eyes were firm, and her voice suddenly rose and refused.

Even if Duan Lang abandoned her, she couldn't give up the child, this little life that had survived in her womb for seven months was already closely connected to her heart.

"Okay, I've already said all my good things, you still toast and don't eat and drink, then don't blame the old lady for ignoring my past feelings." Seeing that her repeated persuasion was useless, the mother's face immediately turned cold, a trace of cruelty crossed her eyes, and she glanced sideways at a few of her subordinates behind her.

A few people understood, quickly rushed forward, pushed the woman to the bed and sat down, pressed her shoulder, the mother personally picked up the porcelain bowl on the tray, handed it to the woman's mouth, and said good things in her mouth: "Girl, you can be completely liberated after drinking this medicine and live a good life." ”

Accidents have happened, the woman has already guessed her mother's intentions, this is to forcibly feed her to drink abortion pills, no, can't be like this, the woman's eyes showed a look of grievance, tears fell down, looking at the gradually enlarged face in front of her, she kept shaking her head and shouting.

Helplessly, her body was firmly imprisoned, and she couldn't even resist, and she could only grit her teeth when she saw the medicine bowl delivered to her mouth.

Seeing that she didn't let go, the mother didn't pity the jade, and directly pinched her small chin and forced her to open her mouth.

The bitter liquid flowed down her mouth and into her stomach, and the woman closed her eyes in despair.

In Yang Xiaoding's opinion, such a scene is simply frustrating, miserable, really unbearable for uncles and aunts, he rushed over immediately, wanted to be a hero to save the beauty, and pulled away the man in black who was pressing the woman.

At this time, Yang Xiaoding was completely dominated by the scene in front of him, and he couldn't think of the key to the matter at all, nor could he perceive the strangeness of the matter.

Even the fans in the live broadcast room were guided.

"Damn, this beating is bullying!"

"Tsk, a common routine in costume dramas!"

"Anchor, quickly beat those souls down!"

"I'm the only one who thinks the plot is wrong? . . .

"Acting, absolutely is acting!"

"Don't say it, the acting is really good, I want to flatten this group of grandchildren angrily."

"Come on, the anchor will win, the anchor will be mighty!"

"The anchor is a little Dingding, a little Dingding."

……

Everyone was expecting Yang Xiaoding to beat these bad guys and rescue the weak little beauties, but the result was shocking.

Yang Xiaoding's hand stretched out towards the arm of a man in black on the woman's left, trying to pull him away, but who knew that this time it was empty, his hand passed through the body of the man in black, and he didn't catch anything, as if the person in front of him was a phantom that could not be seen and touched.

This realization made Yang Xiaoding stunned for the third time after entering the house, and it was at this interval that the woman let out a scream of pain and despair. (To be continued.) )