Chapter 446

Stupid lies

speak arrogantly, but inside it is really unspeakable pain. Fan Shaopeng saw that she was full of emotion, happy or worried, all in her eyes, and would never be a living dead person.

See her drink water, because just now speak excited, Xi Lin drink very quickly, a big mouthful down choked, cover throat a strong cough. At this time, it happened to be facing fan Shaopeng on the side. Her perfect figure curve drawn by the best painters was tightly wrapped in her clothes. As a result of constant cough, the front is sensual, and the back is sensual. Young and beautiful body makes fan Shaopeng confused and yearning.

Xi Lin has been disdaining: if you hang a close-up photo of fan Shaopeng in the ward, it's a portrait. These flowers just send him back to the west, hum!

Xi Lin came and went to the hospital. It's not seven in the morning. They're not awake. Fan Shaopeng's ward is full of flowers, which are all sent by important people from the political and business circles.

Fan Shaopeng, you can't take your son with you! What a child needs is a mother!

Helpless, Xi Lin forget it, anyway, fan Shaopeng spoil his son, go home to sleep. Only after returning home, Xi Lin always feels empty in her heart. No matter how beautiful the landscape manor is, she is alone.

Late at night, Xiao Fan Zhe is going to sleep. Xi Lin wants to take him home. Fan Shaopeng insisted that little fan zhe accompany himself as a family member.

Helpless, Xi Lin penniless, only in the hospital to continue to do fan Shaopeng's care workers, with their father and son, three family meal. With my son here, the atmosphere is much better.

Let Xilin sigh: son, are you bewitched by your father?

Four year old fan zhe can fully express his thoughts: "hee hee, I want to play with my father." The bright eyes are like fan Shaopeng's eyes.

Xi Lin wants to crack at fan Shaopeng. Fan Shaopeng smiles warmly and naturally, pointing to Xiao Fan Zhe. Seeing her son here, Xi Lin didn't want to fight in front of him, so she said to little fan Zhe, "fan Zhe, you go out with Uncle Cao Fu."

In the hospital, fan Shaopeng looked at his son walking on the ground. He was very happy without talking. He laughed happily.

Just hungry. Go back to the hospital to find Xiao Fan Zhe.

Xi Lin doesn't have any money on her. The servants still follow fan Shaopeng's instructions and don't let her sit down and eat or enter the kitchen. Xi Lin

damn fan Shaopeng, you've got my weakness, haven't you?

Escorted by the driver, Xi Lin ran to her home, only to hear from the servant that fan Shaopeng had taken fan Zhe to the hospital.

"No," fan Shaopeng smiles triumphantly.

Cao Fu came to fan Shaopeng: "brother Qian, that's it?"

"You accompany yourself, I want to go back to see my son!" Xi Lin goes to the door. Seeing Cao Fu's fierce spirit, she is stunned and rushes out.

"Listen to you, if you don't let him come to the hospital, just accompany me," fan Shaopeng seems to be a good husband and father.

In a word, Xi Lin said, "I just hope fan zhe doesn't have such a bad temper as you. Who can stand it?" Touching her tears, Xi Lin asked, "where's fan zhe?"

"Xilin, come here to talk about what kind of wife our son is going to marry when he is nearly four years old..." Fan Shaopeng is chatting about home affairs, hoping to make Xi Lin less wary.

Even if fan Shaopeng only saw her back, he could feel the little girl crying silently.

Why insist on this question? Xi Lin thought about it more than once. In fact, if fan Shaopeng wanted to kill her, why did she have to hold the gun for so long? Forget it. Forget it. Stand up, two lines of cool tears down the cheek.

It seems to be a very stupid lie, but Xi Lin knows that fan Shaopeng didn't lie. For fan Shaopeng, who has been shuttling through the gunfire for half of his life, it's impossible for him to say that the accident happened. Now he said that he was enraged by Xi Lin's behavior at that time.

Fan Shaopeng speechless, he straight face Xi Lin's eyes drooped down: "I, the fire."

Xi Lin is also annoyed, turns to look at him, angry to the bottom of his eyes: "then you point a gun at me in the col, what's the matter?"

Fan Shaopeng, who claims to have seen through the world, sometimes becomes a fan of his own love. Now sick, feel more old, always recall some things, think about some things.

What can be forgotten in the past eight years, otherwise, Xi Lin is a person who is fickle in love and never gives up. He is not worthy of fan Shaopeng's love.

Xi Lin admits this, but what does it mean? Fan Shaopeng always avoids the love between Xi Lin and Zhou Xu since childhood, which is not ten

"Xi Lin, come here and sit here," fan Shaopeng said in a low and gentle voice to his little girl.

Forget it, I can't do it today. Let's say, "I've finished what I have to say? Fan Shaopeng, do you have anything else to say? You and I really have nothing to say. " Xi Lin stood upright and didn't even have a glance.

Although it's good for Xi Lin to be around, fan Shaopeng hopes that Xi Lin can have a word with him. Cao Fu used a color, Cao Fu immediately came to Xi Lin's ear plug to pull, tear off, plus a roar: "go to brother Qian to talk! There is no such escort as youFan Shaopeng finally lay down, he according to the doctor's advice, step by step to recover the body, in order to let his beloved little girl not lonely. But where can his little girl be lonely because of his absence at night? It's all his own wishful thinking, and he knows it.

After she coughed, Xi Lin saw that he was so eager that she disdained to smile: "what are you doing? President fan, do you still want that? But not now. " After saying that, he settled his anger. He sat down on the sofa, put on the earplug and didn't look at him.

He wants to get up, but this time, even if he wants to be disabled, he can't get up because of the pain in his right body.

They haven't been together for a year. This desire comes not only from the soul, but also from the body. Fan Shaopeng didn't appease Xi Lin when he choked with water. Instead, he appreciated and observed every place that he was familiar with, which made him think day and night and become an ascetic monk for a year. Right in front of you. It's a pity that my soul is contained in this injured body.

When she was angry, Xi Lin thought that way, but when she was more rational, she was afraid of that idea: if fan Shaopeng left, what would she do with her son and herself?

Now look at them, fan Shaopeng's bed, he snores to sleep, small fan Zhe's snoring is also in line with him.

Sometimes she would be surprised when she looked at her son. How did her stomach reproduce a little fan Shaopeng? I hope my son will grow more and more like himself. Even if he doesn't look like himself, his character can't be like fan Shaopeng.