Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

"Where have you been? Why have you been so long?"

Xia Ling drooped eyes embarrassed smile, "I just took the wrong way."

"By the way, is the client satisfied with the design drawings? What does she say?"

Xue he pointed to, "is looking."

Xia Ling Shun Xue he pointed to the place to see the past, at this time, her face is no less than Nangong Shiya shocked expression. But it is not the hatred of Nangong Shiya, but calm and indifferent.

Nangong Shiya suddenly clenched her fist and walked slowly towards Xue he, but it was obvious that she was aiming at Nangong Shiya.

"Xia Xi..." Nangong Shiya was stunned and speechless.

Isn't she gone? Why is she here again.

Xue he frowned, looked at Xia Ling and went on to see Nangong Shiya. Who said the poem of Xixia palace just now.

"Miss Nangong, do you recognize the wrong person? Her name is not Xia Xi, her name is Xia Ling."

Nangong gave a cold smile. She really tried her best to change her name. But if you don't want to be found, why are you here.

She held Xia Ling's wrist, as if she wanted to crush her wrist. "How can I admit it wrong? I won't admit it." Thin lips gently close to the ear of summer Ling, "even if you turn grey, I will not admit it."

Xia Ling stares at Nangong Shiya, and her previous memories come one after another, like movie clips, which are constantly repeated in her mind.

She thought that as long as she changed her place and kept away from the past people and things, she could start her life again. But why did Nangong Shiya appear in this place.

The wrist was pinched by Nangong Shiya, but she didn't feel any pain.

"Miss Nangong, don't do this. Let go." Xue he grabs Nangong Shiya's hand and wants to separate her from Xialing.

She tried to break off Nangong Shiya's hand, but her hand seemed to be stuck with Xia Ling's, no matter how hard she tried, there was no response. One hand is not enough, she simply used two hands, "you quickly let go..."

Xue he's white face appeared a touch of red, the forehead was exuded with tiny beads of sweat. The Nangong Shiya usually looks at the thin and weak, and doesn't know where the strength comes from at this time.

"Why do you want to appear here? Don't you have left? Since you have already left, why are you here again?" Nangong Shiya roars at Xialing.

Xia Ling stares at Nangong Shiya. She has left. I just didn't expect that the world was so small that they would meet again. "I..."

"what are you doing here?"

Hearing the sound, Xia Ling's straight back suddenly became stiff. The voice was...

Nangong Shiya suddenly released her hand and looked at Mu Yunyu with her eyes wandering and feeling guilty.

"Yu, how did you come back? I didn't say you would come back late today." She walked to Mu Yunyu in front of her, holding his arm tightly.

"Come back and get something." He looked. "What were you arguing about just now."

She must not let Mu Yunyu see Xia Xi. She must not...

"nothing. I don't think I like Miss Xue's design very much, so we had some disputes." She looked at Xue he's direction, "Miss Xue, that's it today. We'll contact you next time."

Xia Ling deeply buried his head, Xue he's body just blocked her, so mu Yunyu didn't see her face clearly.

Xia Ling lowered her voice and whispered, "Xue he, let's go."

Xue he nodded, as if aware of something, she felt that Xialing was deliberately hiding from Mu Yunyu. "Then let's go." She took Xia Ling's wrist and passed by Mu Yunyu.

Xue he clearly feels that when Xia Ling passes by Mu Yunyu, he seems to have buried his head deeper.

"Xia Xi."

Xia Ling suddenly stopped the pace, in the heart as if by what thing tightly pulled together.

Nangong Shiya panicked and congealed. She tightly held Mu Yunyu's arm and refused to let go, "Yu, what are you talking about? How can Xia Xi be sure to be here."

Mu Yunyu seems to be possessed by a demon, and he pulls out Nangong Shiya's hand and slowly approaches Xue he.

Xia Ling slowly closed her eyes. She had fantasized about the scene of their meeting for countless times, but she never thought it would be such a scene.

Mu Yunyu's broad palm trembled on the shoulder of Xia Ling, "Xia Xi, it's you, right?"

Xia Xi took a deep breath, her weak shoulder trembled violently. She slowly turned around and suddenly turned to Mu Yunyu's eyes.

Two people four eyes opposite, are deeply staring at each other, the time around seems to be momentarily static.Mu Yunyu's eyes trembled violently, stunned for a while, and hugged Xia Ling tightly.