little grandpa, be nice

Chapter 1253 The Last Self-Deception

Chapter 1253 The Last Self-Deception
Almost eat, drink, prostitute and gamble.

What's even more terrifying is that he was drunk and beat her every time.

She was beaten all over.

When you are awake, speak nice words to her.

Such soft violence, such drunken madness, made Wen Qing afraid that one day he would get drunk and kill her.

So, she gave him all the money in her account just to leave him.

He agreed, promised to let her come back.

But now, why come back to her again?

She didn't want to see him at all.

Seeing him, she would think of those days when she was living abroad.

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, violently.

Drips dripped down the corners of his eyes onto the sheets, soaking them all.

……

In the second half of the night, the child cried fiercely.

It made Ling Song who was sleeping on the sofa very impatient.

Rushed into the confinement wife's room, turned on the light and saw that there was still confinement wife's shadow.

This is scared away?

He didn't sleep well, which made Ling Song feel uncomfortable.

He went straight over and picked up the child.

When he came here before, he saw this child.

Crumpledly, I don't know who I look like.

Ling Song sneered, walked out of the room with the child in his arms, and kicked away the warm bedroom.

The warmth was taken aback.

When he opened his eyes, he saw clearly that Ling Song was holding the child.

I thought that as long as I woke up, this nightmare would end.

But now... this nightmare is still going on.

Not even the last hope.

Not even the last self-deception...

Wen Qing didn't know what to do. She watched Ling Song walk over and threw the child to him directly.

"Don't let him cry, or I will let you cry."

After Ling Song finished speaking, he turned and left the room.

Looking tenderly at the child who was thrown on the bed.

She didn't want this child at all.

If it wasn't for letting Quan Yi pity her at the beginning.

She will not choose to give birth.

But now, it seems to be a burden.

The baby on the bed was still crying.

It seems to be more fierce than crying just now.

Warmly remember Ling Song's words before going out.

Hurry up and hold the baby in your arms.

But the child kept crying and refusing to give up.

The warmth that has never been coaxed for a day is at a loss and is in a hurry. I don't know why the child is crying?

Where is the confinement lady?
She really wanted to go out to look for it, but Ling Song was outside the door, which deterred her.

I can only take out my mobile phone and give it to the confinement wife.

But no one answered the phone for a long time, and when he called again, the other party turned off the phone directly.

House seemingly endless rain.

It should describe her like this.

Gritting his teeth tenderly, he covered the child with the quilt to stop him from crying.

She was upset when she cried, and she was afraid of bringing in people from outside.

How does a child know when to cry and when not to cry?

He felt hungry, so he cried there.

But there was no one to feed him, and even breathing became difficult.

Kicking with both hands and feet.

But how much strength can a child in swaddle have, and soon his face turns blue.

Gradually I lost my breath.

I feel warmly that the child is not crying so fiercely, and looks at the door subconsciously.

The door was closed, Ling Song was not woken up.

She was afraid, really afraid that Ling Song would come in and abuse her again.

He didn't close his eyes for several days, and was abused by Ling Song just now.

She closed her eyes tenderly, and soon fell asleep with a sudden expression.

And the child in her arms gradually became stiff.

Under the quilt, poor child, totally unable to breathe.

The ignorant warmth thought that he finally stopped arguing.

Therefore, there is no concern about whether the child has other problems.

(End of this chapter)

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