steal a cute baby

Chapter 73 New house, mommy and daddy together (1)
Her eyes could not see clearly, and she was very dizzy.

His tall body stood not far away watching the scene, those men he didn't know were bullying the woman who made him tangled up to death.

The two men turned their heads in surprise at the same time, thinking that it was their uncle.

Then the two of them flirted with each other, and the man who was chasing Yang Yang at the door had already run back. At this time, they were also startled when they saw the man who appeared suddenly.

The four of them winked at each other, and all fled away before he got closer.

They can't afford this man.

And he, standing there from a distance watching her tortured appearance, his eyes slowly moved away from her injured face, and a little upwards, there were already many people upstairs out of curiosity looking out to watch the excitement, and The window on the third floor was wide open, and a rope made of bed sheets was wrapped around it.

No one knows his anger at the moment!
Under his seemingly calm appearance, in the dark deep pool, the depths of his eyes are frozen three feet deep, those people deserve to die.

After thinking about it for a while, he already knew the whole story. Seeing her struggling to get up but unable to move, he strode forward and saw that she was already in tears.

He squatted down and picked up her body that was struggling but couldn't get up, and didn't ask her anything, just hugged her and walked to the gate of the community.

After getting in the car, I immediately called the doctor with my mobile phone: "Go to No. 31 Wangyuan Road! Someone is injured!"

After starting the car, he saw that she could barely sit still in the seat, he frowned, and held her in his arms while driving with one hand and the other.

She shed tears silently. If she had known that she would go through this, she would rather have told him earlier.

So, on the way, in the silent carriage, she suddenly poured out a few words: "Celebrate my birthday with me!"

Don't marry her!

"You asked me to leave my bride to celebrate your birthday with you when I got married? I think you are really hurt!" He turned his head and looked down at her, almost in disbelief.

But the words he said the next moment were so cold and mean.

She didn't want to say it at first, she didn't want to tell him not to get married, but since he liked to hear it so much: "Xin Han, don't marry her!"

She raised her hand and tightly grasped the fabric on his chest, so stubborn and stubborn.

The car suddenly stopped on a secluded side of the road. Under the dim light inside the car, he quietly looked at the injured woman in his arms. There was still fresh blood on the corner of her mouth.

She told him not to get married just because someone else wanted to hurt her.

"Are you trying to keep me? Or for revenge on PY Xue?"

She fell silent, staying quietly in his arms, listening to the powerful heartbeat in his chest.

Then a bitter smile spread from the corner of his mouth.

"He Zui, tell me, is it for the former or the latter?"

He watched her long eyelashes drooping slowly, and the expression on her face gradually became more and more bitter.

The big sexy palm slowly raised to support her chin, and the thumb gently touched the bloodshot corner of her mouth.

Those who hurt her end up paying double or even more.

In this life, how could she, a high-ranking young lady who was so stubborn even though her family was ruined, be forced to jump off the stairs.

No matter how she chooses, the most important thing is that he has already made a decision in his heart.

At the moment when there was no more warmth in his eyes, and all that was left was hatred, the car started again, and when he arrived at the destination, he gently hugged her out of the car.

She seemed to be dreaming: "Don't, don't touch me, Yangyang, run, run..."

What was muttering in her mouth, she was so scared, so panicked...

"It's okay, we're home!"

Then someone whispered in her ear.

In the silent night, in the six-storey high-end villa, he carried her and strode into the house with her in his arms.

Two doctors then came with two huge medical kits, because he didn't describe clearly on the phone, so they could only bring some more medicines that might be needed.

No one would have thought that he would have prepared so many medical equipment at home. The entire fourth floor was filled with all kinds of high-end medical equipment.

She was lying on a small bed that was examined just like a hospital, half-closed her eyes quietly.

Even she, after waking up, couldn't believe everything in front of her eyes.

She was a little conscious when she entered the house, and now she has a much clearer consciousness. She knows that this is not a hospital, and it is so quiet that she almost feels at home.

He was standing next to her, and he still looked at her so coldly, as if looking at someone who had nothing to do with her.

She saw the coldness in his eyes, then lowered her eyes slightly, no longer caring how they treated her, quietly, gradually fell asleep in a daze.

When she woke up, she was already lying in another room, which was a bedroom. She opened her eyes slightly, but there was no one in it, and she was lying on the bed alone.

But there is a bouquet of tulips on the bedside table, so coquettish and warm.

After he stood alone on the balcony and smoked an unknown number of cigarettes, the phone in his pocket rang again. He picked it up, listened to what was said there, and then said coldly: "You don't have to go to the wedding tomorrow!"

After speaking, he hung up the phone and went downstairs.

When she returned to the room, she was lying on the bed peacefully, her eyes were not full of energy, she was staring at the roof dreamily, her long eyelashes trembled slightly when she heard the door opening, but she was not in a hurry to say anything.

He walked over and stood in front of her: "It's all trauma, not to the point of breaking a bone, how lucky you are!"

She slightly curved her lips: "I've always been lucky!"

He just sat beside her, leaned slightly, propped one hand on the edge of the bed, and gently held her swollen half of her face with the other: "Does it still hurt?"

She raised her eyes to look at him, looking at the little tenderness in his eyes: "It hurts!"

It hurts so much!

The body hurts, and the heart hurts even more!

He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers, muttering sadly.

It seems that after more than half a century, I finally found her...

The originally cold and silent room gradually became warmer. She didn't speak, but quietly felt the warm touch of his breath spraying on her face.

She struggled violently in her heart, and a hot feeling attacked her heart. Tears blurred a few times, but in the end she just stayed with him so quietly.

At this time, she was so indifferent, so stubborn, yet so let him go.

At this time, she was still so calm, so wanted to settle down, so thinking that he would be with her forever like this.

(End of this chapter)