Back in the room, Qiu Lingyang took a hot shower first, shivered from the cold when he came out of the bathroom, and hurriedly got into the bed.

The only bad thing about this rural place is that there is no heating, and the role of air conditioning is not very great in such a cold weather, so it can only be held on in winter.

Qiu Lingyang was originally very afraid of the cold and would catch a cold at every turn, but I don't know why, this year may be related to being pregnant with a child, and her body can withstand the cold.

After nesting in the quilt for a while to warm up a little, she sat up and picked up the books on the bedside, and every day before going to bed she had to do was tell stories to the children.

She cleared her throat and tried to make her tone as cheerful as possible so that the children could feel it.

"Little scumbag, little scumbag, the fairy tale that my mother told you some time ago, and today my mother wants to tell you that fairy tales are all lies."

She opened the storybook and looked at it: "Today Mom will tell you the story of the child of the sun." ”

Qiu Lingyang looked at it, and adapted the story slightly, so he said: "The children of the sun are the crystallization of the essence of the sun, and they were born without a father, but they were not discouraged for this reason, but became stronger and braver......"

The man leaned quietly against the wall outside the house, and could clearly hear the woman's gentle voice, saying that the child was born without a father......

She also said many, many more, and every word hit the tip of his heart like a sharp blade.

Slowly the woman's voice waned, so weak that he could barely hear what she was saying, and after a while the room became quiet, quiet. It should have been that she fell asleep while telling the story.

The man stood outside the house for a long time, leaving enough time for the woman to fall asleep, and listened carefully to the movements in the house.

He beckoned, and immediately a professional came to open the door for him, and when he opened the porter, he first looked at the environment in the room.

Only her bedside lamp was lit in the room, and the soft light illuminated the room, allowing him to see the decoration inside.

The décor in the room is simple, but also very cozy, full of cartoon character decorations, you can see that these decorations are very careful, they are all prepared for children.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the excitement in his heart, before slowly stepping over to her bedside and sitting down.

She still has a children's storybook in her hand, half of her body is exposed outside the quilt, and the temperature in the room is so low, if she sleeps like this, there is no guarantee that she will not catch a cold.

He took the book from her hand and put it back on the bedside, and pulled up the quilt to cover her. After sitting down on the edge of her bed, his large palm rested gently against her round belly through the quilt.

When I put my hand on it, I felt the fetal movement. There are two children here, and she herself may not be able to tell who left the seed.

He remembered that he had done it with her during her conception, and that it was at the same time that she had had sex with another man she had always loved.

Thinking of this, the eyes that were originally still glowing with soft light narrowed, and their eyes instantly became sharp, and the chill in their eyes almost froze the room.

"Qiu Lingyang......" He silently called her name, his rough fingers gently caressing her round face.

Because of her pregnancy, she gained a lot of weight, and her complexion looked very good. In his tormented days, she lived so well.

"I really want to kill you." He said, inadvertently, with a terrifying coldness.