Chapter 319

Sorry, he told himself. For an Xiaojing, this feeling is different and stronger. Leng Yichen thinks it is guilt.

The cooked porridge was brought out. Leng Yichen put it in front of an Xiaojing.

"Han Su said you have a bad stomach. You can only eat this."

With that, he stirred the contents of the bowl with a spoon, and the heat rose slowly from the top of the bowl.

An Xiaojing's body seemed to have a reaction. She took a quick look at Leng Yichen and his sincerity. All of them were written on her face.

"I'll do it myself." As a response, her expression is somewhat farfetched. It's not her fault. She hasn't learned how to laugh.

Especially for the man in front of him.

Leng Yichen didn't refuse an Xiaojing's request. She was already very happy when she was willing to eat her own cooking.

Then, watching her finish the bowl of porridge one by one, I felt relieved.

"Actually, I have something to say to you." Leng Yichen opened his mouth, but he didn't realize it. It was not easy to say this.

In the past, that never muddled their own, but become a bit of a mother-in-law.

An Xiaojing looked over and nodded.

It wasn't acquiescence, or she just did it.

"I know you've always had a grudge against me about children."

Leng Yichen had a pause.

When an Xiaojing heard about the child, she was obviously frozen.

This is the forbidden area of her conversation.

"But did I say that? It has nothing to do with me. " Leng Yichen has never been Frank in his eyes. This is the first time that he explains in front of an Xiaojing.

He didn't understand why he cared about the woman's opinion.

"It's too late for you to say that." In an Xiaojing's eyes, there is a trace of deep regret.

But now she does not need Leng Yichen's explanation.

Children are gone, mention again, will only make themselves more sad, and thus fall into a kind of whirlpool that can't get rid of.

"I just want to tell you that, like you, I feel very sorry for that child."

"Is it?" Can she believe this person?

Obviously, this person couldn't give herself the comfort and trust she wanted most.

"Do you like children?" Leng Yichen continues to ask, and doesn't care what an Xiaojing thinks of herself now.

"Before there was no baby, I didn't find that I would be so interested in a child, and now that he is gone, I feel so sad. It can be understood that I love him

It can't be said to like, her feelings have been sublimated.

If the child can be born smoothly, her life will become a lot different.

From the beginning to know that he had him, to finally lose him, everything, like a dream.

"Since you like it, we'll have another one." Leng Yichen blurted out without hesitation.

At first, an Xiaojing was still sad, but soon she disappeared and changed into a sarcastic gesture.

"Another one and miscarriage? Leng Yichen, what do you think of me? If you want to regenerate, have one? What's more, it's me and your children. "

An Xiaojing thinks that this person is only to sprinkle salt on his wounds. If he doesn't let himself go, why should he always torture her with children.

"You think I'm going to kill the baby?" Leng Yichen snorted. He really didn't think so.

However, it was just like this before, and it was impossible for an Xiaojing to change.

He doesn't understand. He understands this person like this now.

"I won't be stupid any more. The rest of the days I spend with you, I just hope it's plain. As for the child, since the previous one has been exiled, it doesn't have to be deliberately."

She knows that Leng Yichen doesn't like children.

At the beginning, she didn't want to admit her child.

So she doesn't have to think about what kind of mother she will be. These days, she thought about it, and from then on, she would not want to have his children again.

"You think so?" Leng Yichen's tone became colder. The warmth and guilt accumulated in the past few days were defeated by these words of an Xiaojing.

He just wanted to talk to her.

"If Leng Shao felt guilty about my loss of the child, this kind of feeling would not have to be so rampant. A child is not born out of guilt. "

An Xiaojing gave a bitter smile. Even as a mother, she became extravagant. What she hoped for was that the baby she gave birth to was the result of the happy combination of her parents. Not because of anger, because of jealousy, because of drunkenness, because of guilt.

"Oh? What is that for? " Leng Yichen's eyes, deeply into an Xiaojing's eyes.

He seems to be listening to an answer.An answer he always wanted to hear but couldn't hear.

"Cold little, why do you have to do so much to me? You know more than I do. You have said that there will be many women who have children with you. You can ask them about this question. Also, if you want a child, there are many women waiting in line for you to have a baby, and I'm not the only one. "

Every word of an Xiaojing is what Leng Yichen once told her. Now, she just returns all these words. There's nothing wrong, is there?

"I wish you knew that!" For a long time, Leng Yichen just came up with these words. It seems that he really thinks a lot, but the people in front of him are very open.

When an Xiaojing went upstairs, Leng Yichen discovered for the first time that the woman's temper was more stubborn than she had imagined, but fortunately, she could speak to herself.

This is progress.

After the news of an Xiaojing's abortion was reported, Yu huanluo could not sit still.

Yu Zhenhuan is also slightly surprised. He knows that Leng Yichen has been reluctant to admit the child, but he did not expect that now, the child is really gone.

"Brother, I'm going to see Xiaojing. She's so pathetic!" There is a trace of sadness in Yu huanluo's eyes. An Xiaojing is really heartbreaking.

Yu Zhenhuan nodded.

"Won't you come with me?" Yu Huan Luo asked.

"You go, Leng Yichen didn't like me at all. I'll go again after a while."

Yu huanluo has nothing to say. After all, Leng Yichen is there. Everyone knows that his discipline of an Xiaojing has reached a certain level.

……

In a dark wooden house, a man in a black robe, leaning against the window, is not like wearing a headcloth in the past.

The people behind him looked at the back of this Yin focus, some trembling.

"You mean, an Xiaojing had a miscarriage?"

Said the man.

"Yes, sir. Her miscarriage has completely deepened the hatred between her and Leng Yichen. I think we can add fuel to the fire at the moment."

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