Chasing wife: Master leng's 100 tricks

In the guest room of Xiao's mansion, Song Xing's hands are folded in front of his chest, and a touch of water appears in his narrow Phoenix eyes. Song Xing's shell teeth tightly bite his lips, and his long eyelashes tremble slightly. Tears roll down Song Xing's cheeks.

Song Xing stood by the window, thinking hard in his heart, how to untie Yin Mengli's heart knot.

Maybe I just take this opportunity to do what I should do as a mother for Yin Mengli as much as I can to make up for my little concern for my daughter over the years. Maybe both my sister and brother will forgive me.

Over the years, Song Xing has never done his duty as a mother, and he does not know how to be a mother.

"Ah After a long time, Song Xing sighed a long time, slowly raised his hand, gently tried the tears on the corner of his eyes.

Standing by the window, Song Xing feels more and more remorseful. A touch of water appears in his eyes. His long eyelashes tremble slightly. Tears fall down Song Xing's cheeks. Yin Mengli had so many things and accidents, but he didn't know anything.

Think of here, Song Xing deeply sighed, really can't blame South Mengze will be so disgusted with himself, always refused to forgive himself, he really didn't do a little mother should do the responsibility.

Just at this time, Song Xing heard the voice coming from the corridor outside the door. He thought it might be Yin Mengli who had woken up. He turned to the door, opened the door and looked into the corridor. It happened that Zhang Ma was carrying the soup and told a servant to take it to the bedroom upstairs.

Well, it must be that Mengli has woken up. Song Xing thought to himself, he walked two steps quickly and wiped the tears on his face. Came to Zhang Ma's side. Toward Zhang Ma smile, said: "this is to send to dream away?"

"Yes, Ms. song, Miss Yin has waken up. I ordered the kitchen to stew some chicken soup and was about to deliver it to her." Although Zhang Ma's eyes are still full of confusion, she still respectfully answers Song Xing.

Song Xing clearly saw the doubts in Zhang Ma's eyes, but did not explain too much. Just still smile to Zhang Ma said: "I put the soup to dream from send up."

"This..." Zhang Ma looked at Song Xing with some embarrassment, thinking about who this woman is, and it seems that Miss Yin is not familiar with her. And I've done all the servants' work. How could that be.

"Let me send it. Go ahead and do something else Song Xing saw Zhang Ma's face some embarrassed look, but still very persistent.

Zhang Ma has no way, no matter how to say Song Xing is also a guest, only nodded and said: "OK."

When she is ready to hand Song Xing a bowl full of soup, she looks up and down at Song Xing's clothes. She doesn't look like someone who can do such heavy work. She doubts whether she will carry the full soup upstairs.

Zhang Ma was a little worried and said to Song Xing, "Ms. song, do you want the servant to serve the soup first, and then give it to you? The soup is very hot. It's not good if it's hot to you."

"No, I can." Song Xing then took the tray in Zhang Ma's hand, but she never thought of it. She has been living a life of being served. Such a simple thing is not as simple as she thought.

Song Xing didn't hold the tray, and the soup almost came out with the shaking of the tray. Zhang Ma quickly held Song Xing's hand, watching the soup slowly no longer shake, just relieved, some worried said: "or I'll come."

"No, I can. I just slipped." Song Xing, who has already been scared out of a cold sweat, still sticks to it, with an embarrassed smile on his face, and says to Zhang ma.

Zhang Ma saw Song Xing's insistence, so she didn't stop him. She told Song Xing the location of the bedroom on the third floor. Song Xing nodded, turned around slowly and walked towards the stairs.

Zhang Ma looked at Song Xing carrying the tray, walking very slowly, shaking her head worried. With even whispered orders, the servants around him follow Song Xing far behind, in case of any problem, they can go to help in time, and then walk down the stairs.

Song Xing didn't know that even carrying a soup would be so difficult. He had to stop after a few steps to keep his balance. He didn't dare to move on until the soup didn't shake so badly. Because of walking too slowly, the weight of the soup has made Song Xing's hand tremble slightly.

In a few short steps, Song Xing doesn't know how long he has been walking. He finally arrives at the bedroom door on the third floor. When he is worried about how to knock, Yin Mengli just opens the door.

As soon as Yin Mengli opened the door, he saw Song Xing standing at the door with Tang. He couldn't help but stare round his eyes. He was very surprised.

Although Song Xing has been very careful, but there are a lot of soup sprinkled around the bowl, a few drops of sweat from the forehead down, it is very embarrassed. Even so, Song Xing still looks at Yin Mengli with a smile on his face.

Two people four eyes opposite, after a long time, Yin dream from just slow God, quickly will Song Xing into the room.

Song Xing carefully put the soup on the table of the room, and then relaxed. He said to Yin Mengli, "the kitchen is ready. I see some chicken soup, so I'll serve it for you. Drink it while it's hot.

Yin Mengli pursed her lips and took a look at Song Xing. Her voice was still a little hoarse and she said to Song Xing: "song..." she just stopped.

Yin Mengli thought it was inappropriate to call sister song now, but he didn't come up with a better name, so he said directly: "in fact, it's OK for the servant to do this."

Song Xing saw Yin Mengli's mind, looked at Yin Mengli tenderly and said, "you are used to calling me sister song, just call me that. It doesn't matter. Come on, drink the soup first Then he looked at the soup on the table.

Yin Mengli nodded and sat down to drink the soup. Song Xing looked at Yin Mengli tenderly. But this kind of vision, see Yin Mengli very uncomfortable, soon finished the soup.

Yin Mengli lies back on the bed. He thought Song Xing would go when he finished the soup. But did not expect Song Xing slowly walked to the bedside, sat in his side, is still looking at himself gently.

This makes Yin Meng do not know what to say, just deliberately avoid the eyes of Song Xing.

After half a sound, Song Xing finally opened his mouth and said to Yin Mengli with a smile: "look at you, are you better?"

Yin Mengli nodded slightly and said, "well, much better. I just feel a little tired. "

Hearing Yin Mengli's reply, Song Xing's smile became more and more intense, and said to Yin Mengli, "well, that's good. We should take good care of the miscarriage. The doctor said that we can't be so excited any more."

When Yin Mengli heard the word "Xiaochan", a touch of water came out of his eyes. Song Xing suddenly realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, so he wanted to change the topic quickly and said, "think about what you want to eat these days. I'll make it for you myself."

Yin Mengli's eyes have shed tears, no longer pay attention to Song Xing.

Song Xing secretly blames himself in his heart. Yin Mengli has just got better. How can he mention it at this time? It's really stupid. He quickly comforted Yin Mengli and said, "it's my fault. I shouldn't mention it. I made you cry again."

"There will be children. Don't be too sad." In the face of crying Yin Mengli, Song Xing was a little at a loss for a moment, and then comforted him.

Yin Mengli's tears have been falling, not only sad, but also remorse. Crying to Song Xing said: "I have lost two children, I can not even protect their own children."

Seeing that Yin Mengli finally spoke, Song Xing felt a little relieved. He reached out to help Yin Mengli wipe his tears and said softly, "silly child, how can you think so? This child was not saved because of his health. How can you blame yourself? "

Yin Mengli twisted his head, dodged Song Xing's hand, and then said to Song Xing, "isn't it because I got this disease that I didn't hold the child? It's up to me. " Yin Mengli still stubbornly blames himself.

"Mengli, you can't think like this. You always blame yourself for everything. You don't talk to anyone, and you want to jump off a building. Have you ever thought about Xiao hun?" With that, Song Xing reaches for a paper towel from the table and hands it to Yin Mengli.

"Xiao soul?" Yin Mengli doesn't understand what Song Xing wants to say. He takes the tissue and wants to sit up. Song Xing helps Yin Mengli to raise her pillow and let her get up and lean on the pillow.

After watching Yin Mengli sit down, song xingcai said to Yin Mengli, "well, Xiao Hun is as sad as you when he loses his child. If you jump off the roof of the hospital that day, he will not only lose his child, but also his beloved woman. As you think, he does not protect his child or his beloved woman, Do you think he'll feel better than you? "

When Song Xing said this, Yin Mengli suddenly realized that he might have done something wrong. He recalled that since he knew that he had toxaemia gravidarum, he had escaped from the hospital twice. Xiao Hun put everything down to look for himself.

He also thinks that after losing his child, Xiao Hun, regardless of her sadness, comforts her, guards her and never leaves her. Even when he wants to jump off a building, Xiao Hun chooses to jump down with him, but he doesn't even say a word to comfort him.

Thinking of what Xiao Hun said to himself, it appears in Yin Mengli's ear one by one. Yin Mengli thinks of Xiao Hun again, not only to find her, comfort her, protect her, but also to deal with those who have hurt her, but Xiao Hun has no complaints.

The more yin Mengli thinks about it, the more he feels that he can be so selfish. He jumps into Song Xing's arms and starts to cry