Adorable baby strikes: Daddy, Mommy is mine

Chapter 505 Nightmare haunted
"I knew that Young Master Jian would be a good partner." Mo Cong laughed triumphantly, the laughter was very cold and creepy.

Jian Minghui began to accept hypnosis, and at the same time tried to counter-hypnize the hypnotist.

The hypnotist is a crazy hypnotist. He noticed that his anti-hypnosis did not stop him, and even deliberately guided and taught him how to proceed, and then suppressed him, enjoying himself.

The two fought for two days and three nights, and Jian Minghui feigned surrender. The hypnotist was so excited because he was the first hypnotist in the world who was not successfully anti-hypnotized that he went crazy, so he escaped by chance.

However, he knew in his heart that Mo Cong would definitely not give up, and it was better to take the initiative than to be on guard all the time.

So he resorted to tricks, pretending to be hypnotized successfully, and then slowly gained Mo Ming's trust, eradicating him and the forces behind him in one fell swoop, eliminating future troubles.

If he wanted to deceive the enemy, he had to deceive his own people first, so he didn't tell anyone except himself at this time.

He knew that Tang Shi was in pain, and his pain was not less than Tang Shi's, but what was the pain compared to Tang Shi's life?
It's just that everyone understands these truths, but seeing Tang Shi's sad look, he still can't help it...

"Jian Minghui, let me go!" Tang Shi's eyes glowed with fiery light, staring at Jian Minghui with hatred in his eyes.

This low growl brought Jian Minghui back from his memories.

It's just that his heart ached from that hateful gaze, he subconsciously wanted to explain: "I..."

"Let go of me, I don't want to hear it." But as soon as he opened his mouth, Tang Shi struggled hard.

She originally thought that falling down the stairs would inevitably be miserable, but she didn't expect that this man who had hurt her so badly would actually be her back.Listening to that familiar heartbeat, she even forgot to push it away for a moment.

Then, the man stretched out his hand and hugged her back tightly, so hard that her ribs on both sides were so painful.

It was this pain that made her suddenly wake up: this man is no longer the man who loved her to the bone, he has changed his mind!
So she couldn't help becoming angry, and even turned from anger to hatred.

"Sorry!" Shengsheng swallowed the words that came to his mouth, Jian Minghui apologized hoarsely, the pain in his eyes was about to overflow.

Tang Shi, who was angry, didn't notice the pain in his eyes at all, and was still struggling: "Let me go!"

Longing for Tang poetry for too long, after she made such a move, the blood in her body seemed to be a cluster of flames, which instantly ignited Jian Minghui, causing him to suffer from burning pain, and hoarsely reprimanded: "Don't move..."

Tang Shi's hoarse voice was extremely familiar and understood, especially the rising body temperature and the little umbrella he held up from the heels of his legs, which told her truthfully that Jian Minghui had reacted to her.

Such a reaction made her even more annoyed: that man had clearly changed his mind, why could he still react to her?

"Jian Minghui, you are simply disgusting!"

These words were like a basin of ice water, completely extinguishing Jian Minghui's flame, making his heart hurt even more and it was even more difficult to breathe.

He let go of his hand carefully, and forced himself to smile, but that laughable smile was full of sarcasm, and forced his voice to be cold and heartbroken, and forced himself to say those poems that hurt Tang, but in the end it was himself who hurt .

"Sorry, I thought... it was Shanshan."

As soon as these words came out, Tang Shi's heart was pierced fiercely like an ice knife, and she couldn't help but make a noise. She raised her hand and beat Jian Minghui's chest vigorously, and asked loudly: "Jian Minghui, you bastard, beast, Pervert, how can you change your mind so quickly? How can you just say you don’t want me? How can you abandon me and my child and greet other women..."

Those questions hit Jian Minghui's heart hard like a hammer, and the pain spread to all his limbs, but he didn't even dare to groan.

"Jian Minghui, I hate you so much. How much I loved you back then, I hate you now. I even hope that you died in a car accident, so that at least I can believe that there is still love in this world..."

Crying to the point of collapse, Tang Shi lied weakly on Jian Minghui's chest, beating up and down, but her strength was getting weaker and her voice was getting weaker and weaker.

The nails were buried in the flesh, and the palm was already blurred, but Jian Minghui didn't move, didn't say a word, just laying on the ground silently, letting Tang Shi beat and question him.

He really has no way to say more hurtful words, let alone tell the truth about Tang Shi's change of heart.

He would rather that Tang Shi hated him to the bone than that Tang Shi's life was in danger.

Mrs. Jane, if you have to be patient for a while, I will definitely uproot Mo Cong and stop letting anyone threaten you and the baby...

I don't know how long she has been crying, but Tang Shi's voice is hoarse and her whole body is exhausted, she can't cry, she can't move, she just keeps her eyes open, lying in Jian Minghui's arms, listening to the powerful heartbeat.

This embrace is her familiar embrace, this heartbeat is her familiar heartbeat, this smell is the smell she is familiar with and likes... But in the future, these will belong to another woman and have nothing to do with her.

Tang Shi, look, how pathetic are you?
It must be that you committed too many crimes in your previous life, which is why it is so difficult to pay back in this life.

First Luo Wenhao, then Jian Minghui, so in this life you are doomed to die alone, unworthy of love.

……

After a long time without feeling the movement of Tang Shi, Jian Minghui called softly: "Hello?"

Tang poetry? "

"Ex... Mrs. Lu..."

There was only silence and shallow breathing in response to him.

She fell asleep crying...

With helplessness and distress in his eyes, he opened his hand and patted Tang Shi's back gently, as if he was afraid of waking her up.

Jian Minghui was lying on the cold floor like that, the whip wound on his back was burning with pain, but he was reluctant to part with this moment of warmth and dared not move.

After dawn, all that remained between them was endless coldness and alienation.

Night, very quiet, very quiet...

Jian Minghui picked up Tang Shi and put her on the bed until the sky turned pale and worried about being discovered.

Looking at the pale and thin little face, bent down, put a light kiss on Tang Shi's forehead, got up and left.

That good night has been wrapped around the tip of the tongue thousands of times, but in the end it can only be swallowed into the stomach.

He has been in a coma, and it is not known whether Mo Cong installed a micro-monitor on him, so everything must be done carefully, so as not to waste all previous efforts.

Taking one last look at Tang Shi, he closed the door and left.

Back in the room, he simply applied medicine to the wound before he fell asleep.

It's just that this night, he didn't sleep peacefully, and was haunted by nightmares.

"Help me, Mr. Jane, save me!" In the sea of ​​flames, Tang Shi was bound and stood on a thick stick, crying loudly.

He desperately wanted to rush into the sea of ​​flames, but the ferocious fire snake opened its mouth wide and rushed towards him desperately, trying to engulf him.

"Mr. Jian, Jian Minghui, save me, save me!"

(End of this chapter)