Airborne in the daughter country, the baby will be born at the beginning

Chapter 44
(44)

Dark clouds shrouded the streets of [Lin'an Mansion], Wang Xuan's face was clear and his eyes seemed to be clear, and the [Ye], which was still deeply black last night, is now brilliant and extraordinary like a brand new world.

He stood on tiptoe and looked around, the [Fu] character from door to door was as real as what he could see and touch before.

Following a burst of agitated coquettishness behind him, the spirit brimming on Wang Xuan's face subsided.

"Hey, if you dare to run out in this weather, you won't be afraid of getting in the rain and asking for trouble..."

Wang Xuan turned his head and grinned softly, and Wang Shiyu, who was walking casually, was walking towards him with an [oil-paper umbrella] in his left hand, full of anger.

"Of course I'm not afraid..."

Wang Shiyu looked up at the undercurrent in the sky, her expression did not improve, but when she saw the [transparent] eyes full of longing in front of her, she closed the oil-paper umbrella in her palm the next second .

"Where are you going?" Wang Shiyu looked down helplessly at Wang Xuan's free eyes.

Wang Xuan nodded and smiled innocently and glanced into the distance, that place was the place where he [vomited again and again] was [caught rape] last night.

When he said it, a lot of [distress] flashed across his face, which is hard to see, Wang Shiyu glanced at it jokingly, and both sides of Wang Xuan's face blushed secretly.

He took a deep breath, as if he saw his shy and flushed color in Wang Shiyu's eyes, and then used his peripheral vision to scan the busy crowd on the street as much as possible. Stretch the corners of the mouth into a curved crescent.

"Maybe it's an apology..."

Thinking of this, Wang Shiyu felt an inexplicable sense of self-blame and guilt in her heart.

Recalling the scene where Wang Xuan was so drunk last night, he shouldn't easily relax his vigilance and go back to his dormitory, so that at least he wouldn't let [Wang Xuan] sneak out [to do anything wrong].

"Hope it didn't cause any trouble..."

Wang Shiyu thought to herself, and followed him involuntarily. When he approached, he realized that the door outside the house had already been locked tightly with iron locks.

"It's locked..."

"Then wait for the next time..." Wang Shiyu said lightly, facing [Wang Xuan] whose smile gradually froze, he hesitated for two seconds before silently nodding.

"Wait next time, is there a next time?"

Those transparent eyes seemed to be complaining, and it was enough for Wang Xuan to muster up the courage to come [apologize].

"Or just treat it as an [accident] and forget about it?"

Wang Shiyu picked up the oil-paper umbrella and re-examined everything around her. The white lingering [cooking smoke] slowly evaporated, turning the morning into a strange and hazy scene, as if a girl appeared in the air, kissing her slender and tender body with her head down. Hao wrist.

She showed a happy smile and murmured her lips lovingly. The girl stopped and swayed, carrying countless white doves and soaring into the sky, until she entered the dark cloud billowing apocalypse and gradually disappeared.

"It's going to rain…"

Wang Shiyu shrank his [umbrella handle] back from the air, and said calmly with indifferent eyes.

"Oh…"

A period of incongruous silence made her turn her head to look at Wang Xuan. The guy was looking downcast at the moment, showing a different emotion, and when he turned his back to her, he could see the slight twitch of his side face.

"what happened?"

Wang Xuan turned his head and stroked the back of his head in a vague way, then put a faint smile on his mouth, and said to himself.

"It's nothing, I just want to turn around again..."

Within a few corners, he will be able to visit [Xiao Li]'s residence. The cold and damp weather always makes him nervous and even doubts whether there is any heating in that simple and hidden wooden house.

"If you live for a long time, I'm afraid you will get arthritis..."

"Or [asthma] is also very likely..."

The delicate dance of the girl in the middle of the night slowly emerged in Wang Xuan's mind, and he couldn't help but frowned, and his steps were much faster.

It's just that [Wang Shiyu]'s face was embarrassed by the hasty pace. Looking at Wang Xuan who was leaving alone in a hurry, her arrogance that could not be concealed rose somewhat.

"Hey, isn't the road back to the palace the other side?!"

Wang Shiyu kept stomping his heels to call out to him, and his fading figure was almost buried by the flow of people.

Wang Shiyu stared at the merciless [black shadow] as if she had seen it before, she suddenly remembered [Sugar Man] and [Wonton Dumplings] when she left [Wang Xuan] and left alone...

Hearing the [pattering] raindrops falling in front of her eyes, she brushed away from her memories and lost her mind, and the next second she hurriedly pulled away the umbrella leaf she was holding in her palm and accidentally scratched her arm, leaving a clear burn mark.

There was no time to rub the bleeding scar, so she could only hold on to the umbrella leaf and continue to chase after Wang Xuan's back.

The whistling wind suddenly rose in a moment, and the crowd was as violent as ants flying on a hot pot struggling to reach their tentacles. The whirlwind made the oil-paper umbrella she held up high unable to do its job. Looking over the crowd, she saw Wang Xuan's frail solitary figure.

"This guy…"

Wang Shiyu's slender eyebrows creased slightly, and she pulled the umbrella leaves in her palm downwards forcefully, and the rain [唰] fell from top to bottom to the tips of her hair and flowed into her chest, dripping and thoroughly wet her body, and her body was full of fragrance. clothes.

The movement of squeezing sideways into the crowd was obviously smooth and joyful, and his eyes were excited, looking straight at the woman who was getting brighter in the distance.

"…………"

The soles of Wang Xuan's feet had already passed through the narrow aisle. He subconsciously raised his index finger and remained silent for a moment before showing unexpressed tension on his face. Raindrops secretly fell from the depths of the eaves to his ears and slid down.

Unconsciously touched by the coolness, looking back at the trial, I saw a slim girl squatting halfway in the wooden house planting flowers and grass and taking care of potted plants.

The opening and closing of the wooden door [squeaky] enjoys being intoxicated by the watering of the rain, as if a young woman is always waiting for her lover who returns late.

Wang Xuan frowned, turned sideways and hid in the aisle, quietly watching the girl who planted flowers.

Today's [Xiaoli] is different from yesterday. She is dressed in a light pink dress with a light fragrance, and it is even more cute with the round buns. She bites her lips lightly, as if encountering some kind of incomprehensible doubts.

She flicked her long wrist to wipe the sweat from her forehead, her stubborn brows were smooth and fair.

"Crackling..."

There was an intriguing sound from Wang Xuan's shoulder, and the [skin] soaked by the rain had already covered the black wall against which he was leaning.

Thunder flashed through the thoroughly cold sky several times.

[Spine] and [Arms] are unusually piercing, the heavy rain pours down on the soaring goshawks, and the songbirds can't hide.

The rain pouring down on the ground directly shattered his [dancing and fluttering] sleeve shirt, and his coveted hair seemed to acquire an unfathomable golden glow.

With heavy footsteps, Wang Xuan's complexion trembled slightly, his whole body was filled with coldness, and wherever he went, there was only the deep rain that was hard to stop.

"Finally caught up with you..."

At the Xiaokou of the aisle, there was a person standing silently with an umbrella, in a panic.

(End of this chapter)