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Wen's mother came out of he's house angrily. She was almost angry to death when she thought of Wen Shuyue's attitude towards her! Did not expect to have been obedient to her gentle and comfortable, even brushed her face!

The more she thought about it, the more angry she was. Standing by the side of the road, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a phone number, "Hello, is it Weiwei?"

Qin Wei was lying on the sofa when she received the call. Thinking that she would have to live in Wen's mother's house in the future, she called "aunt" to please her.

Compared with Qin Wei, Wen's mother feels that her daughter is hundreds of times better than Wen's cheap hoof.

Wen's mother complains with Qin Wei on the phone that she is not gentle and comfortable. She feels that she can't see Qin Wei. She is flustered. She hangs up and decides to go home and talk about it with Qin Wei.

As soon as she got home, Wen's mother threw herself into Qin Wei's arms. She cried, "Wei Wei, you don't know how miserable aunt is today. Wen Shuyue's unfilial daughter drove me out of her house."

When she said it, her blood was all on her face, crying like a shrew.

Qin Wei didn't see her like this for the first time. He could only appease her modestly and pat her on the back: "Auntie, don't be too angry. It's not good for you to be so angry."

Or his daughter intimate, Wen's mother thought to grasp Qin Weiwei's hand, "Weiwei, you can rest assured, aunt will help you win he Siming's heart, let you have the best man in the world."

Smell speech, Qin tiny Leng Leng, immediately and tentatively asked: "aunt Wen, you are willing to destroy your daughter's happiness for me?"? Why on earth? "

Wen's mother was stunned by her question. How can she tell her that she is her own daughter? She's her own mother?

No, she can't. It's not time yet. She will continue to use Wen Shuyue. Now Wen Shuyue is her cash cow. She must help her daughter take away everything from Wen Shuyue.

Wen's mother kind smile, she said: "Weiwei, in fact, you know, I'm not satisfied with this daughter for a long time, not to mention that she drove me out this time. Is there my mother in her eyes? But you, "she gently stroked the back of Qin Wei's hand," you are more filial to me than my daughter. Of course, my aunt is toward you. "

Listen to Wen's mother say so, although Qin Wei's heart is still some doubts, but as long as can get he Siming, Wen's mother how to stab Wen Shuyue in the back is not her business.

Wen Baobao, who has played with little orange, hears that Wen Shuyue's head has been broken as soon as he gets home, and immediately runs to Wen Shuyue's room.

He jumped to the bed and attached his fleshy hand to her bandage: "Mommy, how can you be so stupid that you hurt yourself? The baby is not willing to let you hurt. How can you not take good care of yourself?"

At the end of the day, Wen Baobao's voice was filled with tears, and the tears rolled in his eyes, which made Wen Shuyue very sad.

She took baby Wen into her arms and said, "I'm sorry, it's mommy who is not good. It's mommy who worries baby."

Who knows Wen Baobao suddenly broke away from her arms, he jumped to the other side of the bed, small adult appearance said: "hum, come on, you stupid woman, don't tell me such sensational words, goose bumps are up."

With that, he rubbed his arm in a way that Wen Shuyue and he Siming could not laugh or cry.

Wen Shuyue looked as like as two peas in the front of the two men. Finally, she concluded that Wen Baobao was the diminished version of he Ming, which was exactly the same as the one who disliked people.

Wen Baobao didn't know what he thought of, and then he went to Wen Shuyue's bedside. He knelt on the bed, his little fart curled up, and his little mouth was in the place where the blood was seeping out, breathing out gently.

After a while, baby Wen stood up, clapped his hands, crossed his waist and said, "little orange says that if you are hurt, you will cry. I really don't know how you women are so sentimental, but who let you be my mommy, I will hurt you, so I'll cry for you."

Wen Shuyue's eyes were moist again. She covered her eyes with her hands and her voice trembled: "baby, thank you. Mommy doesn't hurt."

He Siming felt uncomfortable when he saw that Wen Baobao made his own woman cry. He took him by the back of his neck and carried him to the door. He condescended to teach him: "Wen Baobao, you make me cry. Be careful that I won't let little orange into our house any more."

With that, a favorite wife's father shut his son out of the door.

Wen Baobao was angry by he Siming and jumped outside the door, thinking: if he didn't depend on others now, he would fight 300 rounds with this man!

The noise outside the door gradually disappeared. He Siming lay on his side and held her in his arms. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. It hurt you."

"No, not you." Wen Shuyue wiped away the tears caused by Wen Baobao just now, "that person seems to have a grudge against me, but I really don't know him, and I don't know when to have a grudge against him."Thinking of the man's ferocious face, she shivered, hugged his waist tightly, and put her face on his chest.

He Siming bowed his head and kissed her forehead, with rare tenderness in his cold voice, "don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Well." Wen Shuyue nodded heavily.

Looking at the woman leaning like a cat in his arms, the softness in his heart filled up for a moment. He patted her on the back for a moment, "have a good sleep, and tomorrow will be fine."

"But I can't sleep."

Wen Shuyue opens his eyes, and the beautiful eyes like water reflect the man's face.

When he saw Wen Shuyue so clingy for the first time, he Siming had no resistance to her. He held her tightly in his arms. He lay down and said, "I'll sleep with you."

"Well." She smiles sweetly, finds a comfortable place in the man's arms, nests, and slowly closes her eyes.

Until late at night, the cool moonlight came in from the window and hit the woman's white face, as if glazed.

He Siming quietly looks at Wen Shuyue's side face through the moonlight. He thinks of something. He gently puts people into the quilt and gets out of bed.

Pick up the mobile phone on the table, he went to the French window, looking at the sky outside the window, his eyes chilly, "Hey, send someone to put out the monitors of that restaurant in the afternoon, I want to find someone."

With that, he hung up the phone and looked back at the stable woman in bed. His deep eyes were full of dangerous information.

He will never let today's things happen again, that man, he will find him out!

Standing in front of the window for a long time, he Siming went back to bed, his hands were warm and comfortable, feeling her breath.