Chapter 368

If he doesn't come, at least he doesn't need to see her ugly at the moment. But if he doesn't come, she will be more sad.

Tears can not stop will fall down, static know slightly face dead to resist, only feel a burst of stinging lacrimal glands, static know tightly grasp thin quilt, but still feel unable to say sad.

It's not easy to muster up courage and make up her mind to keep him. But it happened that she made such a thing again. The little courage she had saved would disappear immediately. She had no confidence when she saw it best. Besides, she was so ugly now. She felt sick when she saw the red pimples on her face

At the thought of it, his face was itchy and uncomfortable, and his tears were uncontrollable.

He still don't come up, in case of being scared away by her like this, she would be better dead to think that she is the impression with red pimples!

"Allergy?" Meng shaoting didn't drink a mouthful of water. When he heard this sentence, his eyebrows began to wrinkle. He couldn't help looking up upstairs. The bedroom door was closed tightly. He didn't have to guess what she looked like at the moment. He must have been hiding in the room crying again.

"I don't know what's going on. The doctor said it's like some kind of pollen allergy, but it's never happened before." Ping Ping said, secretly looking at Meng shaoting's reaction. Although he was still cold, his eyes fluctuated slightly. After all, he couldn't help asking, "two little, are you going to see my sister Jingzhi?"

Meng shaoting's eyebrow and heart slightly jumped. He immediately took up the tea cup and said slowly: "it's just allergy. It's not good-looking."

I'm afraid she doesn't want to see him. This woman is very stubborn.

Ping Ping is out of gas at once, but she is always a little white rabbit in front of Meng shaoting. It's OK to play a little trick occasionally. Once he is serious, she has no way.

"When I came, I asked Mr. He to help me investigate. The climate in Los Angeles is good. There are famous tourist cities with mountains and waters. I will temporarily put them there. I will stay for a few days. Ping Ping, you can start packing tomorrow."

When Meng shaoting finished, the tea in the cup was all gone, so he put the cup aside and stood up slowly. Without looking at it, he said lightly, "I'll go first. Tell her my arrangement and see if she has any other opinions. If she agrees, it's settled. If not, it's another choice."

"Two little......" Ping Ping saw that he was just about to leave in half an hour. She couldn't help saying, "two little, don't you live at home?"

Ping Ping deliberately accentuates the word "home". He looks at Meng shaoting tentatively. As expected, his eyes flicker, and his lips seem to have a shallow and bitter smile.

Seeing that he stopped, Ping Ping hurried to strike while the iron was hot and said, "sister Jingzhi also wants you to live..."

Meng shaoting heard this, couldn't help sneering, his eyes suddenly turned cold as a knife, let Ping Ping also hold his breath.

She wants him to stay? If he does not remember wrong, he and she met that time, she did not want to send him out a word of retention.

"My home is not here." After all, Meng shaoting and Ping Ping have no grievances or enemies, and can't bear to embarrass her. Her expression slowly softens. Although her voice is still cold and hard, it is more gentle than before.

Ping Ping didn't expect that he would be so desperate. For a while, she stayed in the same place and watched him go out. After a while, she woke up and couldn't help but feel sad for a while. She had never seen two little girls like this before. Is it true that they are predestined and have no nostalgia for Jingzhi sister? How pitiful is the little princess?

Ping Ping's eyes suddenly turned red, just about to shed tears, but suddenly found that there seemed to be a shadow in front of her. As soon as she looked up, she saw Meng shaoting turning back with a gloomy face. Ping Ping was very happy for a while, and began in a panic: "two little, don't you go?"

Meng shaoting raised his eyebrows and took a look at the overjoyed apple, but Junyi's face was still cold and disdainful: "I'm just worried about whether her allergy will affect the baby in her stomach, so I came back to take her to see a doctor..."

Before his voice fell, he felt that the atmosphere in the room was a little different. The voice suddenly came back. Ping Ping also realized that he was not right. She turned around and saw Jing Zhi standing there holding the door frame. Her face was white but her face was red because of allergies. The whole person looked embarrassed but she was a little sad.

It turned out that Jingzhi could not help but come out to ask Pingping what he said when she heard him leave. As a result, as soon as she opened the door, she heard Meng shaoting's last disdainful and impatient words.

"You don't have to worry." Her quiet opening, a pair of black eyes with a little bit of water, but strong did not fall tears.

When she said these five words, she used great strength to restrain her voice from shaking. She stood upright and her back was upright. Although there was a thin red pimple on her face, she didn't feel embarrassed at all. Even her small jaw was slightly raised as before.

Meng shaoting has some unspeakable discomfort in his heart. It seems that somewhere is beginning to be sour, and his throat is slightly tightened. He really doesn't mean that

"I saw a doctor, the baby is very good, allergies will not affect her, I did not use drugs, only glycerin, the doctor said no stimulation, no harm to the baby, you are at ease?"

Her voice was slow, firm, flexible, not angry, not angry. When she said the end, she even smiled at him.

The smile hurt him, his fists couldn't help holding tightly, Meng shaoting's teeth were also strained, Fu Jingzhi, admitted that you were sad, admitted that you were very upset, admitted that you heard that sentence sad, is it difficult?

OK, you don't care. I don't care either.

His tall body stood there like a solid tree, and Jingzhi looked at him deeply. If she could still lean on his arms as before, and let his arm tightly circle her body. If he still pampered her as before, how good would he be if he only smiled at her warmly?

But now, he is not the same as he used to be. He will say stabbing words to her heart, and he will only show her such indifference when she is so sad.

"In that case, it would be better." He raised his eyes, fixed to see her, thin lips raised a shallow arc: "I leave first."

With that, he slowly turned around and walked out step by step.

Every time he left her, in fact, he thought in his heart, if you open your mouth to stop me and keep me, maybe I won't be so sad.

Every time I leave, but every time to the end, I feel that I am the one who was abandoned. Fu Jingzhi, you have such ability.

But what's the big deal? I used to dare not even think that I could not leave you, but now, I live alone, not gradually used to?

Later, I will get more and more used to living alone, working alone, and being in a cold bed. When I wake up, I am used to eating at a huge table, going for a walk at dusk, going out shopping in a car, watching TV on a sofa. I am used to watching the day with my eyes open, Habit... It depends on sleeping pills to be able to sleep. Habits Without you around, I will never feel unaccustomed

Ping Ping looks at Jing Zhi all the time, but Jing Zhi just turns a blind eye. Her self-esteem is always playing an inappropriate role. Obviously, it shouldn't be like this. But, it's just that, watching them go further and further.

What he cares about is the baby daughter in her belly. If there is no baby, he would have disappeared into her world.

"Jingzhi sister!" Ping Ping can't help it. She rushes over and pulls her to push and force her to stop Meng shaoting. However, she knows that she is in a trance at the moment. She is unsteady at the foot of Ping Ping's great strength. She staggers downstairs and rushes. She screams in horror and wants to seize the railing. Ping is shocked and stands there and doesn't dare to watch her fall

"Quiet knowledge!" Meng shaoting's face was white. He was agile. He rushed over in three or two steps. He hugged her body that was about to fall on the stairs. He knew that she was soft. As soon as she fell into his arms, she relaxed, but fainted before she came up

"Jingzhi! Static knowledge! Still know! " He was shocked, and called her name several times, until he was sure that she was good in his arms, he just had a long sigh of relief, a cold sweat collapsed on the railing