The torn scar at the corner of his eye couldn't resist his affectionate smile at me, and he looked at me like foam, gently rubbing his thumb against my sideburns.

I was stunned by his sudden soft smile, and I thought about the magic in his dark, hazy and wistful eyes.

His fingers rubbed my face and said with a soft sigh, "It's so good, my wife, still waiting for me." ”

"I don't"

When my voice touched his lips, a scene flashed in my head.

Crowded at the train station, he wore a beige trench coat and walked towards me in the crowd.

I was wearing a newly bought red padded jacket and clutching the strap of my school bag.

My back was empty, and he laughed very emotionally in the winter and said:

I spun my legs, and he raised his hand to block it, and said arrogantly in the corner of his eye:

The clear memory was inserted again, my head was aching, and his lips and tongue were stirred again.

I unloaded my strength and opened my mouth to shout to stop.

But his hand holding the side of my face grew heavier and heavier.

Sealing his throat with a kiss turned into his brutal entanglement.

His affection and sweetness turned into his reverse plunder, and I was dragged by him, half of my body lying on his side: "An Jian! I said I had only touched you! That kid isn't mine! No! Why don't you believe me! Why don't you wait for me for a few days! Why! ”

Every time he roared, the more painful it hurt me to be choked by his neck.

I couldn't understand what he was saying, but I met the whites of his red eyes, and I was so shocked by his resentful face that I didn't know how to resist, and I could only bear his bitter sweat and bitter tears.

"Woo Anjian, no one hates you more than me!"

My chest was about to be shattered by his low roar, and I was choked by the intense emotions that had turned sharply and wanted to cry.

I hammered him in the chest, and he let go of his hand in an instant, and he closed his eyes as if the end of a nightmare, and the upturned curtains of his eyes covered with hatred.

I covered my mouth, my back hitting the low table behind me, it felt like falling from a sea of flowers in spring to an ice cellar in winter, and every cold hair was numb and erected.

I whispered a response:

"Me too! No one hates you more than I do! No one! ”

I just don't want to die here, I hate this man who snatched my son, threatened Lu Bing, and imprisoned me for freedom!

My voice echoed through the vast room, falling back to my ears, but with a hint of force.

Kicked the man sleeping on the ground again, and when he looked up, it was only half an hour after the wall.

After glaring at him for a moment, I dragged him back to the couch and picked up a hot towel to wipe the man's neck and back again.

Later, maybe it was the effect of the medicine, Jin Xi was sweating profusely, and I had to peel him off his soaked and half-faded, avoiding his bullets, and rubbing him like a water rabbit.

The torn scar at the corner of my eye couldn't resist his affectionate smile at me, and he looked at me like foam, gently rubbing his thumb against my sideburns.

I was stunned by his sudden soft smile, and I thought about the magic in his dark, hazy and wistful eyes.

His fingers rubbed my face and said with a soft sigh, "It's so good, my wife, still waiting for me." ”

"I don't"

When my voice touched his lips, a scene flashed in my head.

Crowded at the train station, he wore a beige trench coat and walked towards me in the crowd.

I was wearing a newly bought red padded jacket and clutching the strap of my school bag.

My back was empty, and he laughed very emotionally in the winter and said:

I spun my legs, and he raised his hand to block it, and said arrogantly in the corner of his eye:

The clear memory was inserted again, my head was aching, and his lips and tongue were stirred again.

I unloaded my strength and opened my mouth to shout to stop.

But his hand holding the side of my face grew heavier and heavier.

Sealing his throat with a kiss turned into his brutal entanglement.

His affection and sweetness turned into his reverse plunder, and I was dragged by him, half of my body lying on his side: "An Jian! I said I had only touched you! That kid isn't mine! No! Why don't you believe me! Why don't you wait for me for a few days! Why! ”

Every time he roared, the more painful it hurt me to be choked by his neck.

I couldn't understand what he was saying, but I met the whites of his red eyes, and I was so shocked by his resentful face that I didn't know how to resist, and I could only bear his bitter sweat and bitter tears.

"Woo Anjian, no one hates you more than me!"

My chest was about to be shattered by his low roar, and I was choked by the intense emotions that had turned sharply and wanted to cry.

I hammered him in the chest, and he let go of his hand in an instant, and he closed his eyes as if the end of a nightmare, and the upturned curtains of his eyes covered with hatred.

I covered my mouth, my back hitting the low table behind me, it felt like falling from a sea of flowers in spring to an ice cellar in winter, and every cold hair was numb and erected.

I whispered a response:

"Me too! No one hates you more than I do! No one! ”

I just don't want to die here, I hate this man who snatched my son, threatened Lu Bing, and imprisoned me for freedom!

My voice echoed through the vast room, falling back to my ears, but with a hint of force.

Kicked the man sleeping on the ground again, and when he looked up, it was only half an hour after the wall.

After glaring at him for a long time, I dragged him back to the sofa, scooped up the hot towel again, and secretly scolded myself for being cheap, and wiped the man over and over again like a mother.

I don't know how many basins of water have been changed, and the morning sun outside the house shines directly through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

I looked at the thermometer and let out a breath.

Removing the quilt from the second floor, I covered him.

I returned to the kitchen with chicken soup, mixed half a bowl of water with the pot of porridge, and stirred it slowly.

After a while, the faint fragrance brought warmth to the cold late autumn.

When I was in college, I was huddled with a group of boys to make a bowl of free porridge, and although I was ridiculed by the girls of my class, I was still satisfied that I could get the first few porridges every day.

If he and I were really in each other's room, I wouldn't have the impression that I would be alone in class, eating, studying and sleeping, let alone how much a man who allowed his girlfriend to squeeze into the pile of men and tear me apart.

Grunt.

I turned off the fire, grabbed the first cupboard, and pulled out an orchid porcelain bowl with the right amount of accuracy.

The familiarity was so strong that I was stunned for a second, then shook my head and brought out a bowl.

Leaning against the counter, I blew on the porridge and looked carefully at the pale blue closet.

To tell the truth, this kind of closet is too simple and neat, and it has the smell of the working class, which is very incompatible with this bungalow.

The more I thought about it, the more I found that the bedroom on the second floor was too simple to decorate and save money.

With a mouthful of porridge, the fragrant and glutinous taste makes me sigh. Just like I, a person who has never pursued material life, it is enough to have a hot meal, a simple room, and a person to stay with.

I took another sip and closed my dry eyes, and the night's dizziness finally hit, and I took two steps back, but fortunately I was able to hold the table with one hand in time.

With a squeak, I turned my head around.

I saw Jin Xi draped in a quilt, leaning on the folding door of the kitchen, and the moment I looked at each other carried a complexity that I couldn't understand.

I frowned, looking at him really not having a good temper.

With a wooden face, I continued to dig spoonful after spoonful of white porridge until the porcelain bowl reached the bottom, and he slowly sat down on the high chair next to the cooking table.

Seeing that he can move, I should hehe, this man is not dead, and I still have a chance to see the sunshine outside.

Thinking that I almost died with him just now, my emotions became more and more excited, and I threw down the porcelain bowl in my hand,

"What kind of advanced password do you have with your dick! Have you done too much to make this place a battle fortress or a cage?

Scold! You die in it and pull me to pay for my life? Oh, you want to take revenge on me, I understand, but you have thought about it, I am three long and two short, what should Doudou do! Even if you take Doudou away, you can't change the fact that I'm his biological mother! ”

I was out of breath and took two steps back unsteadily.

My eyes were faint again, and I shook my head against my forehead.

He sat there and looked at me faintly, motionless, I was so angry and anxious that I said, "There are five hours left before the damn door is unlocked, and my son will be hungry!" If Doudou has a bad pool, you might as well burn it to death! ”

Covering my buzzing head, I walked to the kitchen door with the counter.

"I'm hungry."

The three words behind me that proudly made me want to slap my face, and I hated my aunt more and more for "serving" him all night.

I ignored it and walked straight out.

"Eat something, I'll decipher the code."

My brow furrowed, and I knew he was trying to provoke me, and I took another two steps faster.

"Boys are hungry and hungry!"

Long fucking big-headed ghost! Where is the fallacy!

I turned around directly, glared at him, and gritted my teeth and roared: "What else can you do but threaten me with a child?" ”

His face was gloomy, the corners of his scarred eyes narrowed, and he added another dose of fierce material to me: "Your Fang Ruo's ID card is here with me, and now you are fighting flies and tigers everywhere." I think the level of land flies is also considered to be the category of fighting! And then there's your brother."

Yes, which one of his hands is the king and the little king who hold me, but I have both hands, memory, and nothing to do with him.

I glanced at him sharply, hurried back to the stove, took a sea bowl, poured all the pots of porridge into it, and thoughtfully took a soup spoon for him, and placed it heavily in front of him.

"Eggs in the fridge!"

There were countless grass and mud horses in my heart that wanted to trample on the man in front of me with his hair down, but I could only open the refrigerator, take out the raw eggs, set up the frying pan, and pour a few drops of olive oil.

The two eggs collided, and I smashed the two orange eggs into the frying pan with the strength of crushing the two eggs.

The fire in front of me warmed my face, but the heat of the fire softened compared to the focused gaze behind me.

Soon the plate was served with an omelette containing calcareous eggshells.

"Have a nice meal!" I gritted my teeth and blessed him with eggshells!

Jin Xiyan was draped in a quilt, guarding a sea bowl, a tablespoon, and a plate of eggs.

I wasn't in the mood to join him any longer, so I quickly went back to the bedroom on the second floor.

Locking the door and pushing the single sofa against the door, I went to the bathroom to wash off the sweat stains from the night, and then got into the quilt again.

At this time, I didn't notice that my dizziness and drowsiness had become more and more serious, and I just thought it was a decline in my physical strength after giving birth.

After sleeping for a while, I was woken up by the landline in the bedroom, and when I answered the landline, the man's voice said, "Come down, milk." ”

Cursed secretly, I quickly moved the sofa and hurried downstairs.

The nanny stood on his side in a regular manner, he was wearing a black business suit, and his sturdy back looked like he was going to die last night.

When I stepped on the ground with my feet, Jin Xi turned around, he was holding a blue quilt in his arms, he turned his face sideways, just facing his scarred cheeks at me, there was no coldness in those eyes, only loving tenderness, this scene had tortured my heart for a long time.

"Little Beanie!" My pitch is raised,

A cry came from the crook of his arm, and I was already in tears

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