For the first time in so many days, Li Chunxiang felt how difficult it was to feel the taste of being under the fence.

Since the day of the beating, the rest of the people in the house have a much worse attitude towards Li Chunxiang than before.

No, it can't be said to be bad.

It's cold violence.

The housekeeper would bring meals to her room at regular intervals.

Every time she put down the wooden plate containing the food, it was loud, and there was a real earthquake in her heart.

After eating, Li Chunxiang would often bring down the wooden plates and empty bowls by herself. In her consciousness, pregnancy is just a big deal, and she is indeed not as squeamish as many girls.

But at this time, the housekeeper would always sneer and say, "Girl, don't be busy." If you come back with three long and two short, you will definitely blame me, if you are dumped by a man and don't want children, don't deliberately let me, an old woman, take the blame. I'm just a part-time worker, but I can't afford to treat you. After eating, I will put it away, I will come up to collect it, whoever makes us a subordinate, you are a 'guest' who can open your mouth. ”

Li Chunxiang didn't refute these words, she had grievances in her heart, but she didn't know how to turn into words to be the most powerful, and then again, the housekeeper was much older than her, arguing with an old man, what could she do if she won.

She stuffed herself in her room, and she could only rely on one TV series after another to relieve her boredom.

Suddenly, she felt like she was suffocating in the hut again.

The only difference is that the cell is truly golden.

After dinner, Li Chunxiang took a shower and lay on the bed in a loose sleepy dress.

Half-dried hair hangs haphazardly on the chest, and two large plump balloons loom in the gaps between the strands.

She looked at the big yellow orange in the fruit bowl.

Pick one up and take a closer look at it in your hand.

Whether it is the ingredients of the Ding family, or the fruits, the raw materials are excellent.

It's like the orange in her hand now, so smooth that she can't even see a large pore, the color is uniform, and it glows in the light, almost printing her face.

Li Chunxiang threw the orange up, then caught it with her hand, and then took the fruit knife from the fruit bowl.

The tip of the knife was inserted into the center of the orange fiercely, and the knife slipped directly into the palm of the hand to complete the cutting.

For a while, the flesh was like petals, blooming in Li Chunxiang's palm.

She picked one up and put it in her mouth, and the sweetness filled her lips and tongue.

She closed her eyes and remembered when she was a child at her grandmother's house in the countryside and a group of boys of the same age in the village ran to the orchard to pick oranges.

The laughter at that time seemed to be much stronger than the happiness I experienced now.

She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't even hear a knock at the door.

After Ding Lie revolving the doorknob, he saw Li Chunxiang, who could enjoy eating an orange.

Are you ashamed?

Ding Lie asked himself in his heart.

Time has made him lose a lot of things, but it has also allowed him to have the luxury of living a life at the top of the pyramid.

How many troubles an adult has to be like an overnight meal, night after night, knowing that it will stink, and still save and pretend.

After taking a deep breath, Ding Lie threw a few bags in his hand to the ground.

Bang.

Li Chunxiang came back to her senses, followed the prestige, and saw the man who was staring at her with a hand in his trouser pocket.

She jumped up from the bed in astonishment, flipped her legs, stepped on the ground, and held the uneaten orange cloves in her hands, her expression was like a wooden fish pimple.

Ding Lie looked away and sat down on the sofa in the corner.

He put his glasses into his glasses and said, "Without me staring at you at home, your life seems to be very leisurely." ”

Li Chunxiang put the oranges on the bedside table one by one, pulled a few tissues and wiped his hands clean before turning around and saying, "What can I do if I am happy in suffering?" Who can you show a crying face? ”

Ding Lie adjusted his sitting posture, tapped his fingers on the armrest a few times, and said with a graceful smile: "What? What do you mean by this, do you miss your family? ”

Li Chunxiang's face changed, and her face completely collapsed.

She touched her stomach and was silent for a long time before she said, "Who misses him?" He didn't miss me. But ......"

Ding Lie raised his eyebrows: "But what?" ”

Li Chunxiang's movements of rubbing her lower abdomen became more and more gentle: "But if this baby is loud and sensible, the child will think about it." ”

Ding Lie could hear that Li Chunxiang didn't admit it, but he still had Lu Yueping in his heart.

He followed Li Chunxiang's words and asked, "If the kid thinks about it, what are you going to do?" ”

Li Chunxiang bit her own mouth: "What can I do, that's it." ”

Ding Lie looked at her: "What's the matter?" ”

Li Chunxiang glared: "Didn't you say that Yue Ping would definitely recognize this baby?" ”

"Born to him?"

Li Chunxiang gritted her teeth: "Yes! Give it to him! I want him to think of me when he sees the baby, think of him and be sorry for me, and let this baby torture him for the rest of his life! ”

Ding Lie smiled: "That means that you won't have the idea of not wanting this child anymore, right?" ”

"Yes!"

"Then this baby is sensible, what should you do if you miss your mother?" Ding Lie asked sharply.

Li Chunxiang choked her throat at once, her eyes were full of tears, and she raised her hand and pointed at him: "It's not you who hurt him!" ”

Ding Lie didn't say anything, he got up from his chair and walked to the side of the bed step by step.

His feet stopped two inches from Li Chunxiang's slippers.

Ding Lie looked at her condescendingly: "If you are willing, when the time comes, you can still tie up Lu Yueping's marriage with your child." I'm only briefly restricting your freedom, and I don't care how long your marriage lasts. You should know better than anyone else that the person who really ruined your marriage is not me, it is Lu Yueping's restless heart. ”

After Li Chunxiang heard this, her nostrils widened, and she turned her face to avoid Ding Lie's eyes.

Li Chunxiang believes that Ding Lie is actually very right, she does know the reasons for the failure of the marriage, but there is also a wrong part in Ding Lie's words, and there is actually her Li Chunxiang's self-inflicted self-inflicted experience in the whole thing.

Long before she and Lu Yueping got married, she heard Xu Bai's name in Lu Yueping's sleep.

That time, she prepared a table of dishes, and she was angry with Lu Yue at the dinner table because of this matter.

She may never forget that Lu Yueping told her very calmly at that time, either she would live a good life with him, or accept the 80,000 yuan in his passbook.

Among the two options, Li Chunxiang finally chose the former.

And Lu Yueping never denied that he had Xu Bai in his heart, only said that once he got married, he would live a good life.

Thinking about it carefully, the fat man introduced them to each other at the beginning, because he liked Lu Yueping's appearance and man's popularity, and the person who took the initiative again and again was not Lu Yueping.

And in their commitments, there are marriage plans and future responsibilities, but there is no part about love.

ended up like this, it's not because of his simple mind and developed limbs.

Li Chunxiang took a breath, glanced at the bags that were still on the ground, and changed the subject: "What's that?" ”

Ding Lie looked at Li Chunxiang's eyes, and said with some embarrassment for a while: "Clothes." ”

"Whose clothes?"

Li Chunxiang's question, Ding Lie answered even more difficult.

Half an hour earlier, the driver had taken him home.

There's a big billboard at the intersection in the city center.

A new international womenswear brand has entered the city.

The girls on the billboard are elegant, atmospheric, full of stories in their eyes, and full of seductive power.

Ding Lie, who was leaning on the leather seat, couldn't help but think of the vulgar woman at home.

Her clothes really made Ding Lie unbearable to complain.

But he had to endure Li Chunxiang, who lived in his house, dangling in front of him all day long wearing clothes that couldn't move the scene.

When Ding Lie thought of this, his body instantly felt cold, and a layer of dense goosebumps appeared.

So at the entrance of the mall, a word of parking, Ding Lie brought back a few pieces of women's clothing of the settled brand for no reason.

But the moment he got out of the car and carried the bag, he suddenly felt that he had done something stupid.

But I bought it all, and I simply carried it through the door.

Li Chunxiang's eyes widened and looked at Ding Lie: "What the hell is it?" ”

Ding Lie raised his hand and gently poked his temple.

With a slip of his fingertips, he scratched the side of the frame of his glasses a few times before saying, "Clothes, for you." ”

Li Chunxiang was simply taken aback, opened her mouth, and pointed to her nose in disbelief: "Give it to me?" ”

Ding Lie looked at her, wearing red conservative pajamas on Li Chunxiang, it looked like cheap flowers that she loved to twist in those aunts' photos.

He had goosebumps again, as if a cold winter breath had forced its way into his body, and the gauze-wrapped arm under his shirt seemed to ache slightly.

"Hmm." Ding Lie responded.

Li Chunxiang was always a little unconvinced, walked to the front of the bag, hooked the bag with her fingers, and then took out a loose light coffee dress from it with her other hand.

Ding Lie looked at all this, and felt even more stupid for a while.

He suddenly didn't want to stay in Li Chunxiang's room, smelling the vulgar air polluted by her.

Ding Lie's feet walked uncontrollably towards the door.

When he wiped Li Chunxiang's side, Li Chunxiang suddenly stopped him: "Why are you buying me clothes?" ”

This question stumped Ding Lie at once.

He couldn't help but wonder, what would happen if he told the truth?

This dirt bun should be sad to hear, right?

After a short while, Ding Lie said nonsense: "The brand under the customer." In my line of work, there are many people who want to stammer. It's normal for customers to send me some gifts from time to time. No one wears it anyway, so I'll bring it to you. ”

Li Chunxiang didn't think much about it, 'oh' and looked at the skirt carefully, touched left and right, suddenly felt that something was wrong, raised his eyes and asked, "Don't your customers know that you are a bachelor?" How to send you a woman's clothes? ”

Ding Lie and Li Chunxiang's eyes met, he adjusted the position of the frame, and said angrily, "Do you want it?" Don't let me give it to someone else. ”

After Li Chunxiang heard this, he suddenly threw the clothes into the bag, handed them to Ding Lie and said, "I don't want it." ”

"Why?"

Li Chunxiang said: "The material is not good, it is not cotton, and it is not breathable if you wear it." ”

"Material...... Not good? Ding Lie stared at the serious Li Chunxiang, gritting his teeth and laughing angrily.