Chapter 1437

At the next moment, Ling is still surrounded by Yi Jinli from behind. He holds her carefully, and the breath sprays in her ear. "So if it's me, if one day, I do something wrong and I cry like that, will you forgive me?"

Ling still laughed, "what are you talking about? I'm talking about ye Wenming. Why did you mention you suddenly! Besides, you haven't done anything wrong. What are you crying about? "

"I just said... In case." He low tunnel, lips gently kiss her earlobe.

He is so attached to her, but also so afraid.

Her body trembled, her cheeks turned red, and her ears could clearly feel his lips. Please, doesn't he know that he is like this now... Er, it's easy to cause her reaction?

She turned and glared at him with a reddish cheek.

"Will you forgive me? Or... Like Zhuo qianyun to Ye Wenming, life and death are not... "He can't go on, maybe because he's too afraid of what he says.

Once upon a time, he became superstitious.

It seems that as long as it's about her, he will not be himself.

Ling still only felt that at this moment, Yi Jin left her beautiful eyes, as if she had a touch of pity.

Well, it seems that since she was pregnant, her mother's love has become more and more explosive. She can't see his pathetic eyes, but she feels as if she will break her heart.

She raised her hands, held his face, and said to him, "well, you don't really want to cry when you do something wrong in the future. You are also a father. You have to set an example. But....

after a pause, she touched his face with the palm of her hand to get oil.

Well, that's a good touch!

"If you really cry like Ye Wenming, I'm sure it will hurt you! At that time, no matter what mistakes you make, I will forgive you. " She said.

His eyes gazed at her deeply, gently holding her hand, lips, and kissing the palm of her hand.

"Well, that's what we say." He murmured and finally kissed her on the lips.

Her temperature, her Softness / softness, her breath, all make him love so deeply.

He's still, just like this, always by his side...

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Ling still went to Zhuo qianyun the next day and asked, "do you really refuse ye Wenming's liver donation?"

"How do you know?" Zhuo qianyun asked.

"Last night, ye Wenming got drunk and ran to me to ask me what I should do to make you accept the liver donation. At that time, he was a little drunk and was crying all the time." Ling still said.

Zhuo qianyun's eyelashes trembled slightly. Now, hearing these, she seemed to be listening to other people's affairs.

Whether ye Wenming is drunk or crying, she can't lift the slightest waves in her heart.