"You know, crocodile tears are never touching!"

Upside down on the quilt, the woman's slender palm kept tightening.

Over the past few days, she has seen every side of Qiu Yunqing.

At first, she was indeed moved, but all the touches disappeared without a trace later.

At this moment, because of the appearance of the child, his attitude towards her seems to have signs of rejuvenation.

After a long period of abuse, the sudden tenderness is also the key to fascination.

Yan Chenfeng has never given her a good face, but she has been chasing her, however, Qiu Yunqing is different!

The existence of children is already the crux of the continuous separation between them.

Qiu Yunqing seemed to know the thoughts in her mind, and the ruthless words spit out sarcastically from the corners of her mouth:

"I do things, I want to do my own thing, if it's just to move you, I don't need to bother more!"

The thin lips that were gently lifted, and each syllable that emanated from them was a deadly blade, unceremoniously Ling Chi listener's heart.

Liu Wenqian sneered, and said without fear of death:

"Yes, how powerful Mr. Qiu is, he is not burdened by feelings, and he can be so ruthless and unrighteous to the other side of his household registration book, what can stump you in this world?"

Why did he expose such cruel and terrible facts when she let down her guard and didn't take precautions?

At the door of the ward, the black back is firm and persistent.

She couldn't cry or laugh, as if she was not smiling:

Do you know that once, I also wanted to fight with you on the smooth road to happiness?

Should I be happy or sad when your true mask is revealed?

Qiu Yunqing's cheekiness and shamelessness, which he has always been proud of, are on the verge of breaking his achievements at this moment.

His resolute back, turned around, behind the thin lenses, his eyes carried the indifference of rejecting people thousands of miles away:

"I hope that when you go out, you should know how to do it and how to say it, otherwise, I don't mind if the fish dies!"

He stared at her belly with burning eyes, and it was less than a month before he could tell that she was a person with a body.

Who would have thought that under that thin belly, life would also be pregnant?

"You are not the only woman who can give birth, and obedient women can be seen everywhere!"

"But there are some things that I have to do, don't I?"

Liu Wenqian raised her chin arrogantly and said in a firm tone:

"Otherwise, a person like Mr. Qiu, who doesn't rub sand under his eyes, how can he tolerate me living to this day?"

In the next few days, Yan Chenfeng directly hugged his quilt and pillow and put it in the study, which was completely transformed into a bedroom.

Every late at night, he would enter the bedroom after Shen Lingfei fell asleep and glimpse her beautiful sleeping face.

At this time, Shen Lingfei would pretend to be asleep and encourage herself to persevere.

The humiliation of being slapped in the face is not something that can be erased casually.

As long as Yan Chenfeng doesn't apologize for a day, she won't give him a good face for a day.

He took out the spare key that he had prepared in the morning and inserted it into the keyhole, and the metal fitted and made a turning sound.

The woman who pretended to be asleep on the bed aggravated the sound of breathing, and at the bottom of her heart, she sighed!

She deliberately kicked off the quilt on her body, and the air conditioner was in the room, and the temperature was twenty-six, and it was a scorching summer!

"Like a child, sleeping and kicking the quilt!"

Yan Chenfeng doted, helplessly pulled up the quilt, and covered her tightly, airtight!

The scorching gaze stared at Shen Lingfei's delicate and beautiful sleeping face without hindrance, raising her hand to caress it, the woman seemed to be aware of it in her sleep, sighed with her nose, and immediately turned over.

Yan Chenfeng withdrew his hand in a daze, with a helpless face:

"Hey!"

He sighed, as if to say to himself:

"You're so cold, how can I deal with it? My enthusiasm was rejected at the door! ”

In a daze, it seemed that someone was holding a dagger in his hand, stabbing it into the center of her heart, turning the dagger fiercely, and the dull pain quickly hit the whole body, and then spread to every cell hole!

"You always say that I am indifferent, but in fact, have you personally calculated the damage caused to me by your inaction and inaction?"

Two lines of burning tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and fell to the tip of her nose, and the woman closed her eyes tightly, speechless.

On his back, his scorching gaze was like clusters of flames, and wherever his gaze went, sparks were ignited.

She was almost overwhelmed.

At this time, the man's mobile phone rang suddenly!

In the dark night, a table lamp exudes a dim yellow light, conveying the faint warmth of the middle of the night.

He hurriedly hung up the phone, and after glancing at Shen Lingfei's state, he made sure that she was still sleeping, so he tiptoed the door and walked out.

The moment the door closed, Shen Lingfei suddenly opened her eyes.

"Who's going to call?"

She turned on her phone, and it was half past twelve in the middle of the night!

It's early in the morning, who will call?

Connecting Yan Chenfeng's previous performance and the cold violence he has shown to her in the past few days, the more she thinks about it, the more she feels that something is wrong.

After listening for more than ten seconds, Shen Lingfei made a decision in her heart, got up from the bed, put on her slippers, and tiptoed out.

In the huge villa, there is only the study on the second floor, which is the only place where the lights are on.

The crack in the door is not closed tightly, maybe the time is too urgent!

Shen Lingfei guessed in her heart, put her ear to the door of the study, and listened to the people inside calling.

In the study, Yan Chenfeng had no image at all, sitting on the chair in a dejected manner, with his left leg stacked on his right leg and his right leg on the desk.

Playing with a pen in his hand, his eyes squinted slightly, revealing a fine light, and under his tired face, there was an equally tired heart.

He went back to the study and immediately replied to the old man's phone.

"It's so late, why haven't you slept yet!"

The man's decadent voice said, and his dry throat hurt badly because he didn't drink water.

Old Man Yan was wearing a pair of pajamas, half-lying on the bed, holding up his mobile phone and saying:

"I just received a call from Qianqian in person, she said, she is very good, she will come back to see me tomorrow afternoon, I can hear it, her voice is very relaxed and pleasant, it should be, Qiu Yunqing's stinky boy didn't bully her!"

"In that case, I congratulate you, your old man got what he wanted, it's really rare!"

The tired voice sounded in the study, very tired, and the hearts of the listeners were tight.

The man said congratulations and congratulations, but his tone was not as relaxed and pleasant as his mouth!