Sky-priced cute baby, mommy is poisonous

Luo Yunchuan knew that he was going to die soon, so he wrote down everything Yaoji liked in a notebook in the remaining time, he was afraid that he would forget all of these at the end, he was waiting to leave at any time go.

He wrote a letter to Dongfang Yu. In the letter, he wrote that if Yaoji and Ling Shaojun were no longer together one day, he would let Yaoji maintain that haughty attitude forever. She doesn't want to go back to the Dongfang family, everything depends on her, let her live a happy life in the future.

Under Lan Meier's persuasion, Luo Yunchuan called his mother, because he knew that there were some things that could not be kept secret, and the one he felt most sorry for in his short life was his mother.

When Luo's mother saw her son, Luo's mother fainted directly.

At this moment, Luo Yunchuan is still handsome, but his handsomeness is more morbid.

The sides of his face were bumpy, his eyes protruded greatly, there was no extra flesh, and the bone marrow was pumped out. No one could understand the pain that he had never experienced before.

But he didn't feel any pain, compared to anything else, watching Yao Qi leave, it really didn't hurt at all.

Lin Mo asked him to hold his knees, bent his body, and the long labor pain stimulated his blood bones, and the thin needle was slowly withdrawn, and the veins on his arms burst out.

When Lin Mo finished smoking, he hugged his knees for a long time and couldn't move, but as long as his mind was conscious, he didn't feel any pain at all.

This is the last bone marrow experiment. In fact, everyone knows the result, but Lin Mo and Dongfang Yu still don't give up.

It's just that the final result is still so sad.

In the next few months, Luo's mother said that she would go on a trip, and she took Uncle Li away from Yaoqi, leaving Yaoqi alone to take care of the child.

Everyone also kept it from Yaoji, and Yaoji didn't feel anything wrong. In a blink of an eye, Ling Yiyang was already one year old.

This guy is getting more and more clingy. It seems that he can’t do without Yaoji. Yaoji likes to paint. Ling Yiyang, despite his small size, seems to like it too. Of course the packaging was not opened.

Looking at his son, Yaoji sighed, hating that man, hating her, watching the child grow up slowly, it seems that many things have been forgotten, she seems not to be so cruel to him, or, this time For many years, he has been very kind to himself and his son!

The women are really soft-hearted, they reached out to pick up the palette box, took a few more pens, and sat in front of the drawing board.

The character is naturally his precious son Ling Yiyang.

In addition to taking pictures of him, Yaoji usually draws pictures for him. She has always felt that this child is very spiritual. Of course, every mother feels that her child is different. Looking at her son lying on the small bed, The more I look at it, the more I feel in my heart, how can a child look so good-looking?

With big eyes and simple eyelids, she looks more and more like Ling Shaojun who is one size smaller.

The corners of his mouth curled up. When Ling Shaojun came in, he happened to see this scene. Seeing Yaoqi painting, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He wanted to tell Luo Yunchuan about his condition today.

However, seeing the situation at this moment, I decided to tell her after a while!She didn't know if he could accept it.

Yaoji finished painting, Ling Shaojun had finished and put it away, Ling Yiyang also woke up, the family of three finished dinner, Yaoju carried Ling Yiyang to the bathroom, took off his clothes, put him in the bathtub, she Holding the child's head, Ling Yiyang was dishonest and kicked hard, which made her very tired.

After finally washing him, he wiped his body with a bath towel and carried him out. The curtains in the bedroom have not been drawn yet, the shadow of the moon outside is heavy, half of the big trees in the yard block the window, and the air is full of the smell of leaves , Ling Yiyang's eyes rolled around, Yaoji put Ling Yiyang on the bed, and after being crazy with him for a while, the child fell asleep, Yaoju was tired after a busy day, went into the bathroom and took a fighting shower, and then packed up In the bathroom, I changed into pajamas and slept next to my son.

When Ling Shaojuan came up, he had already washed in the lower part of the room. When he opened the door, the dim light in the room just accompanied the moonlight outside. Yaoji's hand still patted the child's back from time to time. Ling Shaojuan knew that it was an unconscious movement. Yaoji took two shots and then stopped for a while, and then started to shoot again. The child's face was pressed against the mother's chest, and the sound of breathing could be heard slightly.

Yao Ji was a little sound asleep, and her nightgown was turned up on her waist, revealing a piece of white flesh.

If every time he saw this scene, he must be very excited, but today he was really not in the mood, he went to bed and hugged Yaoji from behind, and buried his head in Yaoji's neck.

Ji moved a bit, glanced at him, and moved the child impatiently. After all, the child felt light, and there was some moaning when he moved. After a good coaxing, Yao Ji fell asleep again, and she closed the Eyes, soon fell asleep again.

Ling Shaojuan didn't move, just hugged her like that, after a long time he suddenly plucked up the courage to ask such a sentence.

"Yaoji, have you ever loved me?" This sentence made Yaoji startled, his body was inexplicably startled, how could this damned man suddenly ask this question.

"What am I in your heart? Am I the villain who threatened you and forced you?"

I don't know why, whenever Yaoji was angry, he would always scold him like this, but now that he said these words, he felt a sense of trepidation in his heart.

"Ling Shaojun, why are you sleeping on your nerves!" Yaoji yelled at him impatiently.

"Sleep well!" Ling Shaojun agreed, not being born again, so he hugged Yaoji and closed his eyes. This night he didn't sleep at all, and he couldn't sleep at all. When he heard Yaoji's even breathing, He got up from the bed and went straight into the study.

Then I wrote a lot, a lot, from seeing her for the first time, to falling in love with her, and the bits and pieces of these years, and how she brought him warmth, but I didn’t write that he went to find Lan Sen regardless of his life , and then save Luo Yunchuan.

Ling Shaojun wrote, he is a selfish man, I can't see you being nice to other men, I admit that I am stingy, not for anything else, just because I love you.

In the end, Luo Yunchuan's serious illness was written down one by one. In the distant future, I will wait for you for a month. After one month, I hope to get the result I want.

After one month, this phone will only be turned on for you and your son.

In fact, I really want to take my son with me, but I know that my son is your life. If I take her away, I will still be a villain in your heart.

Luo Yaoqi, what I want is your love, the love from your heart, and I only love Ling Shaojun.

Ling Shaojun printed out what he had written, put it on the dining table, and after cooking breakfast for their mother and son, he turned and left the house!

With reluctance, but he has to do this, he wants her to really love her, and doesn't want her to have any knots in her heart.

In fact, he is not sure whether she will find him, but he still chooses this way, his heart is very small, he can't bear it, she has other men in her heart.

Holding a plane ticket to Dubai in his hand, Ling Shaojuan never imagined that he would encounter a plane crash at seven o'clock in the morning.

In the past twenty years, he had never felt that death was so terrible, but at this moment, he was really scared, and he shed tears of fear for the first time in his life...

The moment his body fell from the sky, there were only two people in his mind, Yaoji and his son...

Yaoji didn't know why, but he slept very hard today, when he woke up, he heard Ling Yang crying, and Yaoji woke up with a start.

Holding Ling Yiyang in his arms, "Yang, Yang, don't cry, what's wrong! Don't cry, don't cry!"

But Yaoji's coaxing didn't work, the little guy just kept crying.

Yaoji immediately got up, looked at his watch, it was already eight o'clock, Ling Shaojuan must have gone to work, "Yang, Yang, don't cry, don't cry!" But no matter how he coaxed him, it didn't work at all, Ling Yiyang kept crying.

She thought that the little guy must be hungry, so she walked downstairs, she had not nursed Ling Yang for a long time, the main reason was that a certain man played tricks on him, and in the end, she stopped breastfeeding.

She got up and went to the milk machine. Every day Ling Shaojun would put the milk in the machine, and today should be no exception. Sure enough, there was warm milk in it, and Yaoji took it out from it and fed it to Ling Yiyang, but Ling Yiyang Yang didn't drink at all, and kept crying.

"Little ancestor, don't cry!" Yaoji almost cried, she raised her hand and touched her son's head, but he didn't have a fever, why did he always cry!

The next moment Yaoji lowered her head, just in time to see a stack of papers on the table, "What is this?" She couldn't help frowning.

While coaxing Ling Yiyang, he glanced at the things on it.

After reading the first few sentences, Yaoji suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain, and then she reached out and picked up all the letter paper on the table, and looked down word by word.

At this moment, she couldn't figure out whether Ling Yiyang in her arms was crying or not, she just felt her body trembling instantly.

"No... No... Absolutely impossible!" She sat on the chair in a daze, holding Ling Yiyang tightly, "No, brother is already healed, how could this happen!"

It's just why her heart hurts so much, it seems that her whole body hurts!

Wow!

Ling Yiyang suddenly cried out again, and Yaoji's thoughts were pulled back in an instant, "Yangyang, Yangyang, tell mom that what daddy wrote is not true!" At this moment, Yaoji had tears streaming down his face.

Both the mother and the son seemed to be in tears at the same time, trying to calm herself down, she coaxed Yang Yang, and then dialed Ling Shaojuan's phone, but Ling Shaojun's phone was turned off.

I don't know when it started, it is already her habit to go to that person directly when she has difficulties.

When no one answered, she called her mother again, and the call was quickly connected.

"Mom, has brother's illness relapsed?"

In a word, mother Luo's mobile phone fell directly to the ground, and then heard the voices of Dongfang Yu and Lin Mo. When hearing this voice, Yaoji's body instantly took two steps back.

The brain lost consciousness in an instant, but at the moment when she fainted again, Ling Yiyang was still tightly protected in her hands.