Delicate Wife Is too Attractive

As soon as he got upstairs, he closed the door vigilantly. Xia Qingli breathed a long sigh of relief and was so frightened that cold sweat seeped out of his forehead.

"Then why did you call him home? I have... "

Before he finished speaking, Zhang rouhong's eyes were red. She was used to seeing her laughing. In this way, it made people's heart heavier.

"I don't have much wish in my life. I just hope my two children will live happily in the future. Your parents died early, and I have long regarded you as my own child. I am also relieved to be able to choose your future husband. "

While talking, Zhang Rou's tears fell, and the paper towel fainted and opened a large area, but she still couldn't stop.

"As a passer-by, I see that lengli has a good character and means something to you. The two get along well. I think he will treat you well in the future."

Xia Qingli's eyes are very sour. All the time, she regards this place as her own home and Zhang Rou as her biological mother.

I thought she would play with herself until she got married, but it was very uncomfortable to say these words this time.

His hands were tightly held in the palm of his hand and caressed with pity. She felt the warmth of her own home at Lu's house, and didn't want to make Zhang Rou sad.

Instead of clasping her hand, Xia Qingli nodded vigorously: "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely be very happy in the future, don't let you worry."

Looking at the clever child at hand, Zhang Rou couldn't stop her tears: "then you should exchange feelings with lengli more. If you really think it's wrong, don't force it."

"There's nothing wrong. It's just that the relationship between the two people is so close that they don't adapt." She answered vaguely, and was afraid that lengli's words were stuck in her mouth.

"That's good. Mom's afraid you're unhappy." Zhang Rou was very happy on her face. After wiping away her tears, she took her hand with a smile and walked downstairs step by step.

When I went downstairs, I saw lengli again. I had mixed feelings. My original fear was suppressed by a strong sense of guilt.

She was slowly pushed to his side by Zhang rou. The meaning of making do with the two people was obvious.

Leng Li accepted with a smile and looked at Xia Qingli with love in her eyes.

Lu Qian's face was calm. Every word they said with a smile seemed to be lingchi's heart. The whole face was almost distorted.

When no one noticed, he stepped out to the toilet, picked up cold water and washed his tired face. The tight lines became more and more fierce, and even his eyebrows were particularly sad. He knew he was reluctant to leave Xia Qingli, but there was nothing he could do about it.

His heart was severely kneaded by his big hand. He felt that he was a joke. He couldn't help sneering and his face was frosted.

In the hall, Xia Qingli looked around and didn't see Lu Qian. His chest was aching. Until Yu Guang saw that the light in the bathroom was on, he was relieved again.

"It's getting late. Let's go back first. I'll take you home."

Leng Li patted her on the shoulder, grabbed her wrist and narrowed the distance between them.

She subconsciously resisted, took a half step back, caught a glimpse of Zhang rouman's expectant eyes, restrained herself, and took the initiative to slowly lean over.

"That's right. You all go."

She nodded slowly, looked at the bathroom with red eyes, and was flustered.

"Then let's go first."

Disappointed to say this, he buckled lengli's arm in anger and walked out of Lu's house with big steps.

Zhang Rou hid in the crack of the door and watched them holding hands and sitting in the car.

Seeing Lu Qian coming out of the toilet, he rolled his eyes: "look at you, I don't know how to cherish xiaoqing'er. Now go with others."

"Is she willing to go with others?" The tone of the rhetorical question was particularly low. With deep eyes looking out of the window, the car gradually went away, and even the scene of two people snuggling up could be imagined.

Zhang Rou held a rage in her chest. When she had brought them together, he didn't care. Finally, she was engaged to that woman.

It's too late to care about xiaoqing'er now.

"Why didn't you pursue her?" Seeing the gloom in her son's eyes, she slowly opened her mouth.

These words were like a heavy blow to him. Once, the words of Qin youyou and Xia Qingli echoed in their ears and lingered.

What she likes is not herself, or not entirely herself. He doesn't need this kind of love.

"It's all over. I wish her happiness."

Lu Qian looked indifferent, but his heart turned upside down, forced himself to calm down, and his lips bent downward.

The narrow space in the car was extremely quiet. Xia Qingli slowly raised her head and looked at lengli's soft side face. Her elegant and light temperament attracted people's attention.

He coughed and looked awkwardly out of the window: "don't take these words my mother said today seriously."

"I'm serious. What should I do?"

The man's voice echoed with a faint smell of mint.

But in Xia Qingli's view, all this is particularly strange.

"Er..."

She was speechless and filled with fear. She saw that he was still as gentle as jade.

"So how have you been these days?" She asked tentatively.

After all, now the child's bones are not cold. She is just a person who hasn't known the child for a long time. She feels particularly sorry, not to mention her adoptive father who has been with him for four years.

Eyelashes trembled slightly, lengli shook his head slowly, and the atmosphere was stiff and embarrassed.

"It's not a good time. Every night I dream back at midnight, I can see him come back with a smile and call my father."

The Adam's apple is inching, and the deep eyes are still looking at the distance.

But in Xia Qingli's view, these words are completely hypocritical.

"Don't be too uncomfortable. There's just one doubt I don't understand. The kidnapper leader who hurt the child was killed in prison, but no one was traced."

She covered her eyes with her hands, looked at his side face from her fingers, and shrugged her shoulders.

"Really? And that? " The surprise and surprise on his face flashed by, and returned to the warmth of the past, "if so, this matter still needs to be well investigated, but I don't know the whole thing, and it has to be judged by the police."

An indifferent sentence seemed to say something irrelevant to herself. Xia Qingli's hands fell powerlessly and frowned slightly.

"Yes, it can only be judged by the police, but I think this bad man is too cruel. I can't stand an outsider."

She said two words mercilessly. She hoped to touch lengli's heart, but everything was not settled and it was not easy to end.

"Yes, I can't stand the thought of my child's death and have no face to his biological parents."