Chapter 555

In the heart of Zhan hanjue, there are five flavors.

His mother and the war court city this life does not change the love, let his heart overflow soft warmth.

He thought of him and Zhengling. In his whole life, he was determined to spend the rest of his life together with Zhengling.

he as like as two peas in battle.

In a flash, he had a kind of desire, longing for him to be the crystallization of the love between zhanting city and his mother.

He stood up and walked slowly to the stairway.

Zhanting city embraces his beloved woman and looks at hanjue with jealousy. Indignant way, "Han Han Jue, you are as cold-blooded and merciless as he is."

Warlord did not pay attention to the city, but squatted down and asked his mother in a soft voice. "Tell me, do you love this man in front of you?"

The woman nodded. Maybe it's touching the heartstrings, and women are bursting with tears.

"He's the only man I've ever loved in my life. Don't embarrass him, son

There was a look of pain in the bottom of his eyes, and his voice was deep and subdued, "so tell me, whose son am I?"

This problem makes a woman lose control of herself, and the expression on her face becomes ferocious and twisted. The hate of the fundus is like swelling agent meeting water.

Zhanting City tightly hugged her, and yelled at the warlord, "you don't want to be so cruel, OK? I spent my whole life to heal her pain, but you beat her back to her original form and let her fall into hell. How could you be so cruel? "

Warlord murmured, "I'm sorry."

Suddenly, the woman grasped the arm of the warlord, for her fingertips were embedded into his skin with a little blood.

"It's the old man. He is a gentleman with a good reputation. He violated me on my wedding night. He's a beast! He has ruined the future of me and court city. " The woman complained of the man's sin.

Han Jue closed his eyes and hid his surprise.

He stood up trembling, his mind was clearly in a mess. However, in this mess, he caught a very clear clue.

His own father was an old man.

He is not the grandson of the old man, but the son of the old man.

Baron Zhan was completely devastated by his dirty birth. Dejected to go downstairs, in the downstairs bath, he spent most of the day.

He is a compulsive cleanliness addict, how much he dislikes himself when he learns that his life experience is so terrible. No one knows.

He was lying in the water. The water level was getting higher and higher, and his body gradually sank into the water.

His consciousness gradually blurred -

some selected and forgotten fragments suddenly emerged from the complicated and miscellaneous pictures.

Ear suddenly rang Zheng Ling that innocent voice: "brother, what is pickling ash? Why do they say the old man picks up ashes? "

"Zheng Ling, stop talking about it."

"Brother, what's the matter with you?"

"Zheng Ling, it turns out that the old man is my own father."

"Ah?" Yan Zhengling's beautiful eyes were wide with shock.

He was stabbed by her surprise. He said, "Yan Zhengling, you know how bad my birth is now. I don't deserve you. Go away."

"I'm not leaving... Brother, please don't leave me." Zheng Ling hugged him tightly with her frivolous strength.

That winter, so cold, the sky floating goose feather heavy snow, the water in the pool was a thick layer of ice. His body seemed to freeze in the cold basement. He was shivering with cold.

But Zheng Ling is to use her frivolous strength, hold him tightly, with her tiny but extraordinary perseverance, let his cold heart melt a little bit.

"Brother, no matter you are poor or rich, good or bad, healthy or sick, happy or sad, I will love you unreservedly, and I will love you with you, and I will never give up in my whole life." www.novelhall.com ,thefastestupdateofthewebnovel!