Bringing a Son to Marry a Giant

Mo Han and Xie Lin moved from Gao's villa to Tian's villa, they are not always their own place, they always fear to do things.

It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon when I arrived at the villa, and Mohan, who was a bit sleepy, was embarrassed to want to rest, not to mention where he lived and how he lived. He could only sit side by side with Xie Lin on the sofa, not knowing what to say. Something, except when Wu Zeya should talk to him, keep quiet for the rest of the time.

An hour later, Jiang Mingquan, Hong Yi and Guo Zi returned from shopping outside.

When Jiang Mingquan came back, the little wolf-dog crouched beside Mo Han's legs, hugged Mo Han's waist, bowed his head, and pecking a kiss on his abdomen pregnant belly across the cool summer cloth.

Mo Han's body was stiff for a moment. The raised hands prevented the two elders from sitting opposite each other without falling down. Xie Lin, who was sitting next to Mo Han, even blushed, and subconsciously moved the stocks away from Mo Han.

Jiang Mingquan is the only son of the Jiang family. He has been a head of the Jiang family since he was a child. When he was in trouble, he spoiled his temper and never confessed his mistakes. Wu Zeya was no stranger to this move, but Jiang Shiyuan couldn't see it and coughed.

Wu Zeya got up and stared at Jiang Shiyuan, and said, "Xiaoquan, don't put your stinky sweat on Xiaohan. I'll go up and make a bed for Xie Lin and Xiaohan. Shiyuan, go and tell dinner. Xiaohan likes to eat. Fish, let the chef prepare more fish. "

After speaking, Wu Zeya took the watermelon juice in the hands of the servant and handed it to Hong Yi and Guo Zi: "Hong Yi and Guo Zi, sit down and rest."

Hong Yi took the watermelon juice and sat on the sofa on Xie Lin's right hand, squinting and staring at Xie Lin, who looked down.

As soon as Jiang Shiyuan and Wu Zeya left, Mo Han's hand pushed back on Jiang Mingquan's shoulders, and his lips frowned and he said, "Get up, don't squat here."

"I can't." Jiang Mingquan kissed Mo Han's pregnant belly again, kissed Mo Han's loose clothing like a puppy when he got up, looked up at Mo Han poorly, and said vaguely: "Unless you kiss me . "

Mohan trembled between his fingers, his ears were flushed: "Don't make a noise ~"

"..." The beautiful and shameless portrait of Mo Han's shame under the setting sun, Jiang Mingquan's expression freezes for a moment, and the clothing in his mouth slips away.

He and Mo Han had the best time together. Mo Han always liked to say that he was 'don't make trouble'. As now, his blushing voice was awkward.

In fact, before that, Jiang Mingquan didn't feel that he was so sorry for Mohan. He could let him marry his children and marry others. He has always been the proud of heaven. What he wants is what he can tolerate for Mohan. Because he likes this person and wants to get this person.

But he kept his bottom line.

However, at this moment, he suddenly understood why Gao Tianzhang, who was high above him, like an emperor, was able to give up his face in spite of his dignity in order to win a stone like water.

If there is no Mo Han, he is Jiang Mingquan, and only with Mo Han, he is a happy Jiang Mingquan.

Jiang Mingquan twitched slightly, kneeling on the carpet next to Mo Han's feet, hugged Mo Han's waist deeper, and buried his face in his legs. The slight voice made Mo Han audible: "Xiao Han, it's brother's fault. I'm sorry for you. Will you forgive him?"

There is no sourness in his nose, and his hands are slightly **** Jiang Mingquan's shoulders: "Don't hold it so tightly, squeeze your child."

Jiang Mingquan quickly relaxed his arms and carefully put his ears on Mohan's lower abdomen. He really heard the sound of the little guy rolling inside.

Jiang Mingquan listened to the fetal movement, holding Mo Han Mo for a while, Wu Zeya went downstairs to support him.

After dinner, Hong Yi and Guo Zi avoided taking the initiative. Mo Han sat in the living room and couldn't help yawning. Wu Zeya waited for Mo Han to drink pure milk.

"Well." On the first day of coming to the villa, he felt more depressed than in the villa Gao. He just wanted to hide in the room immediately, but ... who did he live with? !!

Mo Han didn't get up after responding. No matter if Wu Zeya arranged to live by himself or live with Jiang Mingquan, there was no difference. Jiang Mingquan must touch his room at midnight.

However, he could not directly propose that he live with Xie Lin!

"I have arranged rooms for you and Xie Lin." Naturally Wu Zeya would not ask Mo Han and Jiang Mingquan to live in the same room: "You want to live separately or live together."

After Wu Zeya said, she expected the surprised look that Shang Mohan and Xie Lin had thrown at the same time, so she smiled with an apology: "Xie Lin, I'm sorry, we checked your identity and knew you and Xiao Han is the same, they are all twins. "

Xie Lin's head blew instantly, his lips trembling, and his eyes were barren: "No ... it's okay."

Mo Han also turned his head in a daze, and had no eyes on Shang Xielin's eyes, and his heart suddenly hurt, and he quickly got up and held Xie Lin's wrist. "Then let me sleep with Brother Lin, let's go upstairs first. Now. "

"Okay." Wu Zeya didn't know about Xie Lin's experience, but she wanted to know that a concealer would have a history that she didn't want to touch. "I'll take you up."

After entering the bedroom, Xie Lin's body was still numb. Mo Han took his hand and his voice was soft: "Lin Zi, are you okay?"

"... It's okay." After that, Xie Linchao Mo smiled, shook his head in comfort, and glanced at the bedroom's furnishings: "Xiao Han, wash your face and wash your feet and go to bed. Don't take a shower today. "

"Okay." Mohan nodded, and went into the bathroom with Xie Lin's gaze.

After Mohan washed up and went to bed, Xie Lin asked him to lie down and listen to his fetal heart, then carefully quilted him and asked him, "Do you feel any discomfort, or take your temperature?"

"No." Mo Han shook his head. When Xie Lin got up, he suddenly reached out and held Xie Lin's neck, lying on Xie Lin's shoulder, sobbing, "Linzi, I will never leave you, I will not marry Jiang Mingquan. "

Xie Lin gasped for a few moments, tears wet his eyelashes, he closed his eyes restraintly, gently raised the corners of his lips, helped Mo Han lie down again, wiped the tears from Mo Han's eyes, and looked at his eyes seriously Road: "Xiao Han, I think Jiang Mingquan's marriage with the female star should be misunderstood. His parents don't seem to know about it. If there is no other problem between you except this, you will slowly try to accept him. Right. "

Mo Han frowned, pouting: "Linzi!"

"Listen to me, Xiao Han," Xie Lin chuckled. "If I become an obstacle to your happiness, even if you are with me, I will not be happy. If you can be happy with Jiang Mingquan, I can stay By your side, can't your child yell at me yet. "

"but……"

"I just said to let you open your mind, don't take care of others. It doesn't mean you and Jiang Mingquan are together." Xie Lin said: "If Jiang Mingquan can't treat you well, I will take you with me."

"I ... I see." Mohan gritted his teeth, loosened Xie Lin's arm around his neck, and raised his lips: "Then Brother Lin, hurry up and clean up, I'll wait for you."

"Don't wait for me." Xie Lin stood up and said, "I want to take a bath. It may take a while before you go to sleep."

After speaking, Xie Lin turned on the table lamp at the bedside, adjusted it to a light blue night light, turned off the headlights of the room, and walked to the bathroom.

Mo Han lay on her side, looking at the back of Xie Lin's departure facing the bathroom, telling her over and over again that she couldn't shake her heart, don't accept Jiang Mingquan, and couldn't leave Xie Lin ...

Xie Lin opened the door of the bathroom and walked in. The glare of the flat lamp lightened his mind.

After closing the bathroom door, he staggered to the dressing table, his hands rested on the counter, struggling to support the heavy body, and the big tears instantly fell on the blurred crimson between the two hands.

He's so dirty, what to do! He's so dirty!

Xie Lin's hand on the red wooden table was slowly held, the green tendons were surging.

If he were returned to eight years ago, he would not be so stupid, he would not bear all the responsibility for that cowardly man, then he would not be raped, and he would not lose his right to be a father!

If he went back eight years ago, he would leave that person without hesitation.

If ... there would be no him in this world.

If he didn't go back to eight years ago, he shouldn't have encountered Hong Yi.

That's right, that gentle man like water makes him heartbeat, because the heartbeat makes him more sad.

Today, every moment Hong Yi watched him, his breathing was painful.