Lu Ge'er was lying on the ground crying, but old man Ning was more and more excited.
He said to her fiercely: "let you disgust me, let you disgust me."
Then he pulled Lu Ge'er's collar and lifted her up from the ground. All the way, he came to the swimming pool outside and said impolitely to her, "since you feel dirty, wash it." Then he pushed her into the deep pool.
Where can Lu Ge'er swim?
Being pushed down, she struggled hard and poured some saliva into her mouth.
The water went into her lungs as if to drown her. She felt that she must be dead this time, and that fear enveloped her.
Just when she felt that she was about to die, someone pulled her out of the water.
She took a big breath of fresh air, kept coughing, trying to cough up all the pressure in the lung cavity.
Old man Ning squatted beside the pool, looked at her embarrassed appearance, laughed and said: "it feels good, don't you like it? Do you want to do it again? "
Lu Ge'er shakes his head in fear and says intermittently, "no, No
The old man looked at her in such a mess that he lost interest in amusing her. He waved to the servant and said, "send her back."
In this way, Lu Ge'er was sent back to the kennel.
The dark and damp dog house once made her feel very humiliated. The smell of dog poop and urine pierced her nose from time to time, making her feel miserable.
But for a moment, she felt that this was the safest place.
She was so wet that she lay in the corner of the kennel and fell asleep.
Until it was dark, Lu Ge'er opened her eyes and the scenery outside was blurred. She felt cold, hungry and thirsty.
I really want to drink water!
I really want to eat!
I don't know if God heard her call. Lu Ge'er heard a slight knock on the door.
"Who?" she asked warily
There was a hoarse voice outside, "do you want to go out? I can save you
Lu Ge'er has no hope of going out now. When she heard someone say that, she didn't believe it. Instead, she became more alert. She asked, "how can you help me out? Who are you? "
The hoarse voice continued: "you don't care who I am, you only know I can take you out, but I have conditions."
Hearing that he said there were conditions, Lu Ge'er breathed a sigh of relief. She worried and asked, "what conditions do you have?"
"I want you to be completely under my command in the future." The man said the conditions quickly.
"What's the difference between me and being here? I might as well stay here." Lu Ge'er thinks the man's offer is wonderful.
"Don't worry, I won't torture you." The man said it in a strange way, as if with ridicule.
Lu Ge'er didn't immediately agree to him, but said, "let me think about it."
"Well, I'll give you two days to think about it. If you promise me, I'll find a way to save you. If you don't promise, you'll wait here to die." With that, there was no sound outside, as if this person had never lived in the future.
Lu Ge'er repeatedly measured the man's words, which won't torture her is the most deeply in her heart.
If not, how long will she endure the torture of old man Ning?
Looking at the deep night sky outside, she fell into hesitation
"Baby, today is your 113th day in your mother's stomach. How are you in your stomach? Mom is very happy with dad these two days. I believe you have already felt it. Mom knows that you are also looking forward to seeing mom and dad soon. "
"However, you can't worry. I hope you can grow up healthily and happily in your mother's stomach. In a few months, your mother will be able to hold you. I'm looking forward to you very much!"
Tang Ziyuan is lying on her desk, writing a diary for her child in her diary. She hopes that when her child grows up, she can see that her mother has been paying attention to his growth since she was pregnant with him. She wants her child to know how happy it is to have a life.
She had just closed her diary when she heard the sound of cars in the yard.
Tang aster stood up, looked out through the wide glass window, and saw a black Rolls Royce driving into the yard.
It's Fu Ancheng who's back.
Recently, he would go home early for fear that she would be bored at home alone.
Tang aster quickly closed the notebook, put it in the drawer of the desk, and then slowly walked downstairs.
She opened the heavy carved door and saw the man standing at the door in a gray suit. Her white face showed a gentle smile, "why don't you come in? If I don't open the door for you, are you going to stand at the door all the time? "Tang Ziyuan didn't know when to start. Fu Ancheng was waiting for her to open the door when she came home every day.
Fu Ancheng slightly raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes were shining like stars, and he said gently, "I just want you to open the door for me, and I feel very happy to see you at first sight when I get home every day."
It was not the first time that she heard these words. Looking at his handsome face, she put out her hand to take his arm and brought him in.
Tang Shiwan took down the slippers on the shoe rack, handed them to him and said in a soft voice: "when did you learn to be so glib? Haven't you been very cold all the time? Now I'm taking a warm route? "
She teased Fu Ancheng and looked at him with curved eyebrows.
Unexpectedly, Fu Ancheng held out his hand directly and grabbed Tang Ziyuan. His eyes fell on her stomach. He whispered in her ear dominantly and tenderly, "I'm happy to make any change for you."
Tang aster's cheek is red in an instant. It looks like an apple and wants to be bitten.
Fu Ancheng slowly moved his lips to her cheek, gently pecked, and then released his hand.
He changed his slippers, helped Tang aster to the sofa and asked curiously, "what did you do today?"
In fact, every move of Tang aster was clearly understood by his servants, but he was willing to listen to her.
Her clear voice was like a piece of music, which could eliminate all his restlessness in a day.
"Nothing. I helped my mother pack up some things this morning. I had a rest in the afternoon and watched the news for a while, and then you came back."
Fu An Cheng Wen Yan brow slightly wrinkled, gently advised: "less computer, radiation know?"
Tang aster thought Fu An Cheng was making a mountain out of a molehill.