Chapter 111

"Don't eat." Han Xiao buried his face in Yu Mingxi's neck and pecked the skin around her neck.

"Why don't you eat again?" Yu Mingxi twisted his neck angrily and asked, "director Han Da! Can you do the business first?"

"Don't be angry." Han Xiao said slowly from his throat, "her porridge is not as delicious as yours. I don't like it."

Yu Mingxi was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that Han Xiao was so rigid and selfless that he was lying with his eyes open in order to please her?

Her heart suddenly warmed, but she also snorted and turned her head, "who's angry? Do I look so stingy and angry so easily?"

"You're not easy to get angry, but if you make trouble, you'll toss away half of my life." Han Xiao said in a very serious tone.

He didn't blame Yu Mingxi for causing him to be ill and hospitalized. He even rejoiced that the disease had brought back the girl he wanted. If he had known that the disease could make Yu Mingxi put down his heart knot and accept him, he would have lost his reason and wished he had the disease earlier.

But Yu Mingxi listened to his words in his ears, but there was something wrong in his heart. He hung his head slightly, sighed and said, "I'm sorry."

Han Xiao immediately tightened his arm and hugged her tightly in his arms. His tone was still rigid, but he was very serious, "it's me."

"There's nothing wrong with you..." Yu Mingxi sipped at the corners of her mouth, so she didn't blurt out the words from the bottom of her heart, and silently answered, "it's just that I'm too greedy."

"I can understand the meaning of this sentence. You think I'm good everywhere, don't you?" Han Xiao raised Yu Mingxi's chin and pecked her lips.

"Hum! Don't be too proud. I'll try to make you feel good everywhere!" Yu Mingxi raised his face and pecked back with confidence.

Han Xiao stroked her soft cheek, kissed her eyebrows and eyes, and said in a low and calm voice, "you don't have to change, that's good."

"Director Han Da's mouth is really getting sweeter and sweeter - HMM..." Yu Mingxi was firmly kissed this time. He couldn't breathe well for a long time before he struggled to escape Han Xiao's overbearing tongue, reached out and pointed to the bowl of porridge on the table, and hurriedly said, "porridge, porridge, you're not allowed to kiss before you finish your porridge!"

Han Xiao was so scolded by her, he stopped his action, looked deeply at her little pink face, and said, "Mingxi, you promised me, you can't go back."

"Who will go back?" Yu Mingxi asked back. He wanted to bring the porridge, but Han Xiao held his hand.

"Never go back." Han Xiao added the condition of the deadline.

"Yes, director Han Da, I won't go back on what you said." Yu Mingxi replied helplessly, "can you continue to drink porridge?"

"And --"

"How can there be?" Yu Mingxi said angrily.

"You can't lose your temper like this in the future." Han Xiao grabbed Yu Mingxi's hand, stared into her eyes and said word by word, "no matter what happens in the future, you can't break up again."

"You're taking an inch!" Yu Mingxi protested against the overlord treaty angrily. "Who knows if you're so fierce and will be angry with you in the future... I have the right to accept your confession, have the right to be with you, and certainly have the right to break up in the future. You can't deprive me of this right."

"There is no such right!" Han Xiao said coldly, "we won't be inappropriate."

"You are an independent / judge / Expert / system!" Yu Mingxi flatted his mouth wrongly and complained, "and I give you a chance to regret in the future. I don't realize my good intentions at all."

"I won't regret it." Han Xiao frowned and stared at the little woman in his arms. "You don't want to regret it either." then he bowed his head and blocked her lips

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When Fu Yumo left with Tang Nian, he withdrew the two bodyguards sent to guard outside the ward.

Although I don't know how Han Xiao's sullen gourd coaxed Yu Mingxi, a stubborn little girl, back to her mind, Yu Mingxi's posture of obediently feeding porridge to Han Xiao probably won't run any more, so don't add two more light bulbs there.

Just now, he accidentally disturbed Han Xiao and Yu Mingxi's further love, and he was choked by Han Xiao.

Thinking of this, Fu Yumo slightly turned his head and looked at Tang Nian sitting in the back seat with himself.

Since getting on the bus, Tang Nian has been looking out of the window, always keeping the furthest distance from him, sitting in a regular manner. It seems clever, but he knows that the girl's heart is colder than the glacier.

Tang Nian was not like this before. She would laugh at him, and since her parents died, she would only smile at him alone.

Tang Nian is like a hedgehog covered with spikes. No one dare to approach her easily. If he crosses the boundary she delimits without her permission, he will be hurt.

In the past, only Fu Yumo could walk freely in the circle she painted. She was not close to anyone, but only willing to be close to Fu Yumo.

When they were closest, Fu Yumo could hug Tang Nian in the most intimate posture between men and women. Tang Nian would not refuse, but would lie obediently in his arms and give him whatever he wanted.

Tang Nian, who would never admit defeat to anyone, even called him "Uncle Mo" in a soft and fragile voice that had never appeared to anyone and begged him to be light.

Fu Yumo closed his eyes and his face showed an expression of recalling what good feelings he had felt.

Just then, the car suddenly shook violently. Tang Nian, who was originally sitting in the corner, was unprepared. He was thrown out by the impact, and the whole man crashed into Fu Yumo's arms.

"I'm sorry, young master!" the driver quickly explained, "a car changed its lane just now..."

Fu Yumo picked his handsome eyebrow and didn't listen to what the driver said. He focused on twisting and struggling in his arms and desperately wanted to leave Tang Nian in his arms.

"Drive the car to the parking lot of nearby Tianhe Park. People leave and the car key remains." Fu Yumo ordered, tightening his arm and stabilizing Tang Nian in his arms.

The driver quickly turned the steering wheel, drove the car to the place designated by Fu Yumo, quickly pulled out the car key, left it in the main driver's seat, opened the door, got off, and ran away.

Fu Yumo tied Tang Nian with one arm and stretched his other arm to retrieve the car key. He grabbed the car key and directly closed the car lock. Then he threw the car key back into the main driver's seat, returned to the rear seat, pulled Tang Nian's hands over her head, held the person down with only one hand, put the other hand on Tang Nian's checked shirt and slowly began to unbutton.

"Fu Yumo!" Tang Nian shouted gnashing his teeth and then warned, "take your hands off!"

However, as soon as her voice fell, Fu Yumo kissed her.

Fu Yumo's kiss was gentle and with a trace of brute force, pryed open Tang Nian's cold lips, but before he went deep, Tang Nian bit his tongue, locked his eyebrows in pain, and stepped back a little.

Fu Yumo looked down at the girl under him, raised his left hand, touched Tang Nian's long black smooth hair, and asked softly, "Nian Nian, what do you think of my temper?"

"Devil. Hooligan." Tang Nian gave the worst evaluation impolitely.

"Oh." Fu Yumo coldly raised his lips and smiled, "you know me very well. But don't you just like a devil like me?"

"To say what hooligans, it seems that you tried every means to climb into my bed?"

"Kiss me, take pictures of me, hide my photos, secretly say to the meteor that you like me, and make a wish - I hope I like you too."

"Later... Every time you see me, who rushed up impatiently?"

Fu Yumo's tone was very gentle, like coaxing a child with a temper, but his every word was like the sharpest blade, ruthlessly gouging out the scar buried in the bottom of Tang Nian's heart.

Tang Nian didn't make any unnecessary struggle. She even understood one thing very clearly and rationally. Once Fu Yumo really wanted to, she could not really refuse Fu Yumo's body, which had already been familiar with Fu Yumo and could be controlled at any time.

Tang Nian was pressed on the seat and stuck to his only lips. His voice trembled and his tone was cold. "Since you despise me so much, why do you touch me?"

At this time, Fu Yumo's face had long lost the perfect smile maintained in front of the public. There was only strong hatred and pain on his handsome face. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Tang Nian's chin and mocked, "Tang Nian, you owe me this."

"I don't owe you anything," Tang Nian retorted coldly.

"No matter how you deny it, his existence is a fact." Fu Yumo loosened his hand, pressed Tang Nian's stomach, rubbed her smooth and flat abdomen with some strength, and suddenly said, "he is my child, my only child."

Tang Nian's face was as gray as death. He clenched his trembling lips and said nothing.

"How could there be a cruel mother like you who killed her own child..." Fu Yumo shouted angrily, but he still tightly hugged Tang Nian in his arms and covered the place where her heart was stored with his hands across her soft chest, "Tang Nian, how can you be cruel? That's me and your child, our child. Nian Nian, won't your heart really hurt?"

Fu Yumo's questioning and criticism defeated the last line of defense in Tang Nian's heart. Tang Nian, who refused to speak and didn't want to show his emotions too much, finally shouted angrily, "you're not qualified to do this to me! Fu Yumo, you're no longer qualified to do this to me..."

However, her voice did not stop Fu Yumo from asking, but exacerbated Fu Yumo's strength and speed of plundering.