C252 He is not a good man

He looked at her quietly, not moving at all. His heart seemed to have entered a whirlpool, spinning towards the bottom of the water.

Nausea, mild anger, scorn, boredom... All sorts of emotions assaulted him like mountains and seas. Did Jin Beichuan have to be her? Who did she think she was, and who did she think she was?

Jin Beichuan suddenly changed his mind. He wasn't going to let her off that easily. He had already admired the look on her face. He didn't like taking things one step at a time. He liked to slowly, one step at a time, disintegrate his opponent. They would be tormented in the process.

Ye Zichen casually put his hands into the pockets of his pajamas. When the man turned around, he already looked elegant and elegant, and his posture was outstanding. He casually said: "On the second floor."

When Lin Xiaoxiao came back to his senses, he looked at the man's back. That man had already decisively left her line of sight. She blinked with all his might and tidied up his clothes once more. He also tidied up his hair a little. Then, he rubbed his cold face and headed upstairs.

The room was very easy to find. Lin Xiaoxiao locked an entire door, pushed it open and entered the room.

The room was beautifully decorated. Even though it was dark, one could feel that this was a comfortable, exquisite baby room. She walked over to the bedside. In the dim light outside, she saw her son, Dabao, sleeping on the bed.

After enduring the tears for such a long time, it finally came down soundlessly at this moment. He reached out and caressed Dabao's hair, forehead, and young and tender skin that only children could have.

His heart was like a tide as he sighed with emotion. Perhaps it was all his fault. If it wasn't for his momentary greed and desire to have that man, something like this wouldn't have happened now.

She didn't know why, but at this moment she became so sentimental. This was not her usual style. Perhaps women are like this, anything can be strong face, but their own children, will be soft like the spring of the lake in March.

Unable to hold it in any longer, a choked voice sounded. She quickly covered her mouth, afraid that she would wake Dabao up. There was a saying that related to the heart.

Dabao seemed to have sensed something, as his small body trembled and he opened her eyes. As his hazy eyes adjusted to the dim light, as his gaze focused, his mother's face entered his pupils.

"Mom!"

Dabao cried in excitement. His chubby little body directly crawled into Lin Xiaoxiao's embrace, his small mouth pouted in grievance, rubbing against Lin Xiaoxiao's neck.

"Mom, where did you go? Why didn't you come see me for a few days? "

Lin Xiaoxiao stopped crying and wiped away his tears. He wanted to say a few words, but because he was too excited, he could not say a word.

"young father didn't lie to me. Mom, you really came to see me." Dabao smiled sweetly.

Lin Xiaoxiao froze for a moment, as his suspicious eyes focused on the Dabao in his arms.

"Hee hee." Dabao blinked mischievously, and said: "I'm not willing to sleep, and I'm also not willing to sleep, and I miss young mother. young father said that as long as I obediently eat and sleep, he would come to see me. young mother, you really came. "

Lin Xiaoxiao finally understood. Dabao did not suffer any grievances during the days he had been with Jin Beichuan. At the same time, she hated this man to death.

Not only good, but also incomplete. Not only bad, but not thorough enough. Always when she was most disappointed, he reached out with the wrist of hope and pulled her out of the mud. However, when she was bathed in sunlight and enjoying the spring breeze, he personally pushed her into hell.

Dabao's soft and sweet voice rang beside her ears: "young mother, young father is really good. She's good to young mother, and she's good to Dabao too. Dabao likes him so much … "

Lin Xiaoxiao was moved by this sentence, "young father is really good, and is good to young mother too." But he couldn't say out all of the grievances he had suffered, and could only tightly hug Dabao's tiny body. He really wanted to find someone to complain to and make himself feel wronged.

That man was not good, not good at all. He even hit her yesterday …

The two of them hugged each other tightly. Lin Xiaoxiao was really too tired. He fell asleep beside the bed, hugging his clothes.

When Jin Beichuan returned to his room, he was no longer sleepy. He hated her deceit. Just now, when he wanted to ruthlessly humiliate her, there was a reaction from his body. It was after touching her body.

What the hell! Never seen a woman before or what? His body was like a demon's. The flame of desire hidden in his heart was quickly ignited. It was with an unshakable momentum that was about to overturn mountains and overturn seas.

Lying on the bed, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter how hard he tried. Whenever he closed his eyes, his mind would be filled with the image of that frail yet wonderful body, her beautiful face, and her soft moan …

Damn it! Jin Beichuan suddenly stood up, got off the bed, and secretly cursed himself.

In the washroom, the cold water was stimulating his boiling body again and again. Only after a full quarter of an hour was the flame extinguished.

The direction in which he was walking in was obviously his main bedroom, but he couldn't help but arrive at the room where the Dabao was sleeping. The door was ajar, and the dawn outside the window had already passed. The sky revealed the color of fish, enveloping the thirty thousand zhang multicolored light behind it.

On the bed, the woman held onto her clothes and curled up on the far side of the bed, hugging Dabao who was sleeping under the bed sheets. Even though the room was air-conditioned and as warm as spring, it was still easy for people to freeze when they were asleep without covering something.

The man's good-looking eyebrows creased slightly. Jin Beichuan quietly walked to the bedside and pulled out a thin blanket from the side. He had originally wanted to cover her with it so that she could protect himself from the cold.

The hand that was half-raised in the air suddenly stopped. At the same time, the thin blanket in his hand also stopped. The carpet was made of cashmere and was handmade. It was very comfortable, very soft, and very warm.

What was he doing? How could he have covered a woman who had deceived him and made fun of him? Was he subconsciously concerned about her?

Jin Beichuan! You are truly despicable! Being toyed with and even having the nerve to take care of others, he was truly a coward.

A wave of anger came out of nowhere, and Jin Beichuan threw the blanket in his hand down to the ground ruthlessly. He turned around and left the room as if he was dead.

Lin Xiaoxiao had heard some movement. She tried to open her eyes, but her tired eyes lacked the strength to do so. However, he subconsciously felt that someone had come before, and he quickly fell back into a deep sleep …