Chapter 1292

"Really? What are you talking about? "

"Ghost story."

“……”

Su Mo's mouth is light and floating, and a string of black lines flows down the forehead of Princess Ye. Ghost story

It's really good to tell ghost stories to two children under three years old

When Yin Shaolong sees two people, one can't help but lose his mind. He always knows that Su Mohan really cares about ye Fei. From the last time Tang Zifeng made a car accident and wanted to kill two people, he knew that he had never imagined that his brother, who had always been indifferent, would protect a woman regardless of life and death.

Perhaps it is because they inherited Tang Jinlong's blood line, so they are actually indifferent. Today, seeing Su Mohan's gentle and doting look, he finally understands that maybe the woman in front of him has really become everything to him.

Yin Shaolong didn't interrupt them. He turned his head slightly and looked out of the window. He couldn't help thinking, what would he look like if he became a father?

Will he compete with his son like Su Mohan, or will he tell them ghost stories like him, or will he pet her into a little princess, or

No or, because the child is no longer there.

Because of his temporary cowardice and escape, the unborn little life did not seem to intend to forgive him, so he quietly helped him erase his fear and hatred in a determined way.

But why, his heart would be so empty nagging.

No, he will have another child.

And I'll be a dad again.

Ning Xin will give birth to a group of cute and lovely children for him, and he will be as happy as Su Mohan and ye Fei.

Yin Shaolong tried to persuade himself and deliberately ignored Xiang Tianlai, who constantly appeared in his mind.

A weak voice will always come out when he fantasizes about the future, and will ask him what to do with Xiang Tianlai? Will ask him what to do if she will have no more children?

Yin Shaolong opened his mobile phone impatiently and opened his photo album involuntarily.

Looking at the photos that he has always treasured, Shen Ning's heart is as pure and sweet as in his memory. There are two pigtails and a smile on her face when she is lying on the lawn in a yellow skirt, and her smiling face riding a bicycle in her school uniform

Looking at them one by one, Yin Shaolong could not calm down. His heart was still empty and his mind became more and more chaotic.

After leaving the album impatiently, I couldn't help but fall on the photos of Xiang Tianlai.

Her photos and some captured documents are randomly interspersed in an album, and occasionally there are photos of other women, which seems so ordinary.

Yin Shaolong opened her picture in a strange way. The first photo was taken shortly after she was released from prison that year.

He still remembers that she was badly hurt at that time. The blue and purple on her cheek made her look a bit ferocious, just like a small beast with bright claws, but in his eyes, there was no attack power.

What impressed him most was that she was thin, with clear collarbone and wheat skin. He was not happy with a head of hot messy hair. There were several ear holes on his ears and cigarette scars on his wrist. When he saw her for the first time, he couldn't help frowning.

Fingertips gently flip, the photos are not many, but four years of time together, not many, but there are dozens of them. One by one, Xiang Tianlai is also changing a little bit. For no reason, she is just becoming what he likes.