Chapter 200

We are going to have two babies. It's better to have a dragon and a Phoenix. The elder brother is called Feitong, and the younger sister is Xiaoke. My Meng Shaoxuan's baby, of course, is Feitong! How do you know that? Isn't it a good name?

The man's wild eyebrows and eyes seem to be still in front of him. Jingzhi gently lowers his head and kisses the baby's forehead. His baby's hair is soft and his cheeks are puffed up like little balls. He is white and lovely. Jingzhi can't help loving him and keeps on kissing

Qingqiu stands at one side and looks at it, but the tears are falling slowly. If her children are there, will they be so lovely? If her child is alive, she would rather lose everything, as long as the child can bloom the most innocent smile in her arms

But that baby, the one who can see the eyebrows and eyes, is just pushed by the Luo Xiang, which Shen Beicheng likes, and turns into a pool of blood.

She did not dare to think. Every time she thought about it, she felt her heart was cramped. The pain was like the moonlight in the ice and snow, which made her unable to move.

What is more painful is his attitude.

Shen Beicheng used to be so happy that they had a child and cherished that child. But after the child was gone, it was just a understatement. Luo Xiang didn't mean it.

Yes, a careless loss, her children only died in vain. She bought so many small clothes, shoes and her happy dreams, which she didn't dare to look at again. But he defended his relationship, but told her that the children would still have.

Qingqiu can't help sneering. Does he think she can keep it? Since he was reluctant to let Luo Xiang go, she had to stay in Zigui garden all the time. She didn't want to go back and see Luo Xiang. She hated her but couldn't help it.

She looks at the little difference at the moment, as if she is pouring her heart into the child. She likes the little soft child so much. In the days when he was born, she held him every day, and she was the first one close to him.

"Xiaofei looks like Shaoxuan." Qingqiu slowly opened her mouth, smiled heartily and leaned down. She stroked the different little face: "such a small face with big meat looks like a little puffy bun?"

The eyes of Jingzhi smile are bent up: "it's really like, xiaofeitong, Xiaotuan......"

"Is it really like Shaoxuan? I only look at the nose and chin...... " Still know to move not open an eye to look at that small pink tender baby, the vision is gentle extremely.

Meng shaoting stood outside the half covered door, his steps slowly solidified.

He had several bags in his hand with valuable supplements and some children's clothes. He wanted to go in and have a look because he heard that she woke up today.

She suffered a lot, but fortunately, she was half unconscious and half awake all the time, and the pain was greatly reduced.

"I think eyes and faces are similar, too?" Qingqiu echoed.

Jingzhi slightly raised his mouth: "my Shaoxuan doesn't look like a little league......"

"I think it's baby fat. When I grow up, it must be like that!"

"Isn't that another small disaster? I want to chase a bunch of girls behind me..."

"It would be nice to be as single-minded as Shaoxing Xuan. She has killed other girls..." Her voice, like honey, slowly came into his eardrum. He felt a little suffocating in his chest. It seemed that the cool air filled from the bottom of his feet gradually came into his viscera. How could he get in? He couldn't get into their world. Even if Shaoxuan wasn't there, he couldn't get closer. He turned around and shoved the things in his hands into an Cheng's hands: "go back..."

An Cheng doesn't understand, but he doesn't say much. He takes things and goes out with him. After a distance of one or two meters, he sees his back.

Camel color windbreaker, short hair, thin body shape, he walked quickly and hard step by step, the snow, gradually big, an city saw a few snowflakes on his shoulder, standing there alone, writing the loneliness that can not be said.

He took a few firm steps and opened the door for him.

Meng shaoting sat in silently, the car started, he never spoke, but his eyes slowly fell on the little thing placed in front of an Cheng car.

An Cheng looks down his eyes, not feeling embarrassed. He peeks at his expression, and sees that his face is gloomy, but there is a slight flicker of wave light at the bottom of his eyes. His long fingers are slowly clenched. An Cheng feels that his throat is a little tight. Shan Shan says, "two little, this is what Miss Fu gave me that day Yes, thank you for taking care of her. It's not worth any money... "

"Oh." He let out a light sound, but felt that there was a growing sense of impatience and jealousy in her heart. She even remembered the niceness of an Cheng and even knew how to give him a gift. But after so long with him, he didn't even receive a hair of her

He was very unbalanced in his heart. How could he see that little ornament? He frowned and turned his face. There was a lot of snow outside the window. He could hardly see people.

When an Cheng heard his voice, it was light and seemed to be a little lazy: "this thing is ugly and worthless. You put it here. When others saw it, they thought how mean I was to my subordinates."

"Yes, I'll change it when I go back."

Meng shaoting raised his eyebrows lightly, reached out and took the little thing over. He didn't look at an Cheng, but just played with it. He said: "don't throw it away, I'll take it to Ping Ping, and make a thought. She won't see her in the future."

An Cheng did not dare to say a word, nodded.

He looked down again at the things in his hands, a pair of wood carvings, two little people in the ethnic costumes of Western Hunan standing there with their backs to their backs, and their smiling eyes were bent.

He stretched out his hand and brushed the little girl's eyebrows and eyes. For a while, it was soft and persistent.

I don't know where the car goes. There is a shop playing an unknown song with a big stereo. He vaguely heard a sentence. I want to love him very much, but my eyes are lying. It's easier to hide, so as not to complicate my feelings

His fingers slowly stopped, and his heart seemed to stop beating. His eyes rested on the small wooden carving. For a long time, he suddenly opened the window, raised his hand and threw the girl's wooden carving out.

The sound of landing is almost inaudible. His palm is empty, as if following, and his heart is a little empty.

But the lip angle is slowly raised, there is no big deal, nothing great.

He didn't like her that much, either. An Cheng is startled, subconsciously stepped on the brake, Meng shaoting looks at him and says in a cold voice, "what do you want to stop?"

"Two little......" An Cheng looks back at the White Street. Small woodcarvings can be seen clearly in the snow.

Meng shaoting looked out through the half open window, and suddenly he regretted it. Looking at the little boy left in his hand, he felt that the original brilliant smile had become lonely. They were a couple, but now they were separated by him maliciously. How like, she and him?

He was going to open the door and get off, but suddenly a few children came running. A little girl picked up the wood carvings, showed off to her little friend with a smile, and ran away with a smile. He sat on the chair with his hands still on the armrest of the door, forgetting to take them back.

He had missed her five years ago. Like the wood carving she bought at the moment, he lost his hand, but made his whole life wandering.

She had been waiting for a whole day at the villa in the western suburb, waiting for the phone call to Ancheng. He said that he had been on a business trip last week. If he can't get back today, he won't send her. If she needs anything, he can entrust it to Ancheng.

Jing Zhi smiles and shakes his head, saying no, then hangs up.

Ping Ping red eyes packed her things and some clothes, milk powder, milk bottles, sitting there silently, so big villa, she gently looked around, fingers gently slipped past the makeup mirror in front of her.

To leave, to leave.

There is a voice in her heart that reminds her over and over and reminds her to be happy. She is happy. She can't sleep happily all night, but she always has a nightmare after she finally falls asleep.

That dream made her speechless afraid. She dreamed of Shaoxuan.

His eyes still couldn't see, he stood in front of her far away, but there was a girl who couldn't see her face clearly.

She happily called her name, but he looked at her coldly.