Pregnant again and again: husband,please restrain

Static language Xin a Leng, subconsciously look to Xu Lang.

Xu Lang holds the rose in his hand and looks at her at the same time.

It's kind of embarrassing, it's uncomfortable.

As soon as the girl and her mother left, jingyuxin said, "well, I'm a little tired. Let's go."

Xu Lang nodded and handed the flowers to her: "here you are."

"I don't want it. You buy it. You take it." Jingyuxin waved her hand, her eyes were wide open, and there was panic in it.

Xu Lang pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "do you want me to be a big man with roses? Take it. " Said, he can not help but say the flowers to static language Xin.

Static language Xin cramped with flowers, see him turn around, stride forward.

Biting her lips, she followed.

The second time I received a rose is different from the first time.

This time, jingyuxin only felt the burden.

Some of Xu Lang's performances are all telling. He and zuoling are colleagues, and he still has to keep a distance from him in the future.

Well, jingyuxin gets into the bed.

Just had drowsiness, suddenly, the door opened.

Jingwen probe in, smilingly said: "sister, I can't sleep."

Static language Xin opened bedside lamp, helplessly looking at her, "come in."

Jingwen ran over, lifted the quilt and lay down beside jingyuxin.

The two sisters lay down side by side and looked at the ceiling together.

"Sister, what you said to me last time, I think it over." Turning around, Jingwen looks at jingyuxin.

"Well, have you thought about it?"

Shaking her head, Jingwen frowned, "I didn't think about it. I like he Zihang. I'm at ease with him. I don't think he's much older than me. "

What Jing Yuxin worries about is that Jing Wen lacks fatherly love when she was young. He Zihang is 12 years older than her, so

"Wenwen, love is just a happy life. My sister won't do what you want. I respect what you want. Just follow your heart

"Well, I see." Close your eyes, Jingwen to jingyuxin shoulder rub rub rub, "sister, you are so good."

"Silly, sleep."

……

"Dong Dong Dong."

Knock on the door, static language Xin side to wipe hands on the apron, while running out of the kitchen.

Open the door, she slightly Zheng.

Left stream one hand on the doorframe, smile doting coagulation with her.

There is a little stubble on the chin. At present, it's green and black, and the dark circles under the eyes can't cover it. I just stay up late.

"Little lion." Voice hoarse call her, left flow toward her face hand.

Static language Xin subconscious deviation, avoid.

Left stream's hand is stiff in mid air, the eye ground falls star light.

With a bitter smile, he stood up straight and said, "I'm so hungry. Do you have anything to eat?"

Jingyuxin side away, said softly: "I'm cooking."

"Well."

Left stream walks in.

With a sigh, jingyuxin closes the door.

Call Jingwen. Jingwen hears that zuoling is also there. She immediately says she won't go back to dinner.

"I look at him and I have no appetite." Jingwen sneers on the phone.

Jingyuxin said, "OK. I'm not waiting for you. "

At dinner, Zuo Liu asked: "Jingwen doesn't come back?"

Static language Xin clip a chopsticks vegetables, nodded: "she is eating outside."

"Is it because I'm here?"

Static language Xin a Zheng, looked at him one eye, speechless.

It's too painful.

Like this.

But he has no face, no right to complain.

After dinner, Jing Yuxin tidies up the dishes and chopsticks, and Zuo Liu sits on the sofa in the living room.

When she came out, she found that he was sleeping on the sofa.

One hand pillow under the head, one hand hanging, legs holding pillow, eyes closed.

Her sofa is not very big. He is so tall that he should not sleep well.

But he was very fast asleep and knew that he was very tired.

Static language Xin subconsciously put light feet, come.

Squatting down, she coagulated his sleeping face.

Sleeping left stream, like a harmless child.

The long eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyelids.

Looking at him wantonly, the emotion in her eyes is complex.

Hate him, want to get rid of him completely.

But at this moment, heartache, come so unprepared.

Jingyuxin reaches out her hand and caresses his face with her slender fingers.

She didn't dare to do too much. She just put her hand on his cheek. After a long time, she took it back.

Standing up, jingyuxin turns off the light in the living room and enters the bedroom.

When the bedroom door closed, dark living room, left flow slowly open eyes, thin lips show a smile.He did fall asleep at first, but years of vigilance had seeped into his subconscious.

So as she approached herself, he woke up.

And the moment her hand fell on his face, he almost couldn't help ecstasy.

Fortunately, I finally held back.

Little lion, as long as you can take one step forward, I'll take the rest of the ninety-nine steps.

……

Xuancheng airport.

The international flight from the United States to Xuancheng landed.

Passengers came out of the passage one after another.

"Silence, slow down."

A quiet and gentle female voice rang out.

The owner of the voice is about 30 years old, wearing a beige thin windbreaker, revealing long straight legs and white single shoes.

Brown curly hair shawl, black sunglasses covered half of the face, only from the exposed part can see that women should look good.

Take a few quick steps. The woman catches up with a boy about 8 or 9 years old.

Holding the boy's hand, the woman scolded: "Zuo Moxuan, if you do this again, mother will be angry."

Zuo Moxuan spat out and grinned, "Mom, where are we going? Are you going home? "

The woman was stunned, then said with a smile: "take you to see your grandparents, and..."

"Who else?"

"Let's go." Shaking God, the woman clenched the fingers of left Moxuan's small hand.

They got out of the airport and got into the car.

After reporting the address, she looked out the window at the strange and familiar scenery.

Ten years.

She hasn't come back to Xuancheng for 10 years.

Zuojia.

It's almost supper time. Ye Jielan is busy in the kitchen.

Today, Zuo Zhen went home early for the first time and was playing chess with him in the living room.

The doorbell rang and the servant ran to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, she saw a beautiful woman and a lovely boy standing outside.

"Who are you looking for?"

The woman asked politely and modestly, "is this Zuojia?"

"Yes."

"I'm looking for the owner of this house."

"Mom, are your grandparents here?" Zuo Moxuan took the woman's hand and asked anxiously.

The servant was not sure, but looking at the woman's extraordinary temperament, he said, "I'll go ahead and ask."

"Well, my name is Cen."

The servant nodded and walked quickly to the living room.

"Sir, there is a miss named Cen outside."

"What?" The chess piece in Zuo Zhen's hand fell to the ground, looking at the servant in disbelief, "who do you say?"

Hearing his voice, ye Jielan walked out of the kitchen, "what's the matter?"

The servant said to her, "madam, there is a young lady named Cen with a boy outside."

"Cen?" Turning her head, ye Jielan looked to the left.

Both were shocked.

At this time, the left old man sighed and said, "let her in."

"Old man!" Ye Jielan frowned.

Left old man looking at her: "people are looking for the door, can you refuse?"

Ye Jielan clenched her lips and fingers.

Leading Zuo Moxuan into the living room, the woman looks at the three people sitting on the sofa.

"Old man..."

The rest of the words have not come out, ye Jielan can not control the voice: "Cenxi, what are you doing back here?"

Cen Xi droops his eyes and says nothing.

A woman with children outside, her husband paralyzed in bed a few years ago, there is no equal.

Objectively speaking, it is not easy for her.

After all, it's my own

Left old man son sighs, see left silent Xuan.

This kid looks like lefty.

Nose, mouth, especially eyes, are just the same as those carved in a mold when Zuo Liu was a child.

"Come here, boy."

Old people always have to be soft hearted to their children. This is the next generation parent.

Zuo Moxuan has been clamoring to see his grandfather, but when he first saw that he was a serious old man, he was a little scared.

Clenching Cenxi's hand, he hid behind her and timidly looked at the left old man.

"Old man, I'm afraid of strangers in silence." Cen Xi said, bending over and touching Zuo Moxuan's face, "that's my grandfather, it doesn't matter."

Zuo Moxuan blinked his big eyes and looked at him.

"Can you speak Chinese?" he asked with a smile

Cen Xi quickly replied, "yes, I've always asked a Chinese teacher to teach me."

"Well, the Chinese, the Chinese and the Chinese speak Chinese." Agree of nod, left old man son toward left Mo Xuan wave, "don't be afraid, come to grandfather here."

Cenxi said quietly, "go quietly, let grandfather see you. Grandfather likes you."

Zuo Moxuan nodded and went to the left old man.The left old man hugged him and touched his hand and face.

Cen Xi breathed a sigh of relief, but inadvertently to yejielan cold line of sight.

Heart a tight, she dropped her eyes.

"Where do you live?" Zuo Zhen asked suddenly.