After leaving this sentence, she would run away and want to rush out of the study.
Instead, just passing by the end of the bed, Qin Sinan sat up, with two arms around his chest, and said in a leisurely tone, "your slippers!"
Sang Xiaoyu: "..."
She had to stop the car and turn around to pick up the slippers that fell on the carpet.
Dare not look at him again, pick up the slippers or even wear them too late, sang Xiaoyu quickly disappeared in the study with his head in his hand. Soon, there was a "bang" in the opposite bedroom, which showed how anxious the door closer was.
Qin Sinian took back his sight for a long time, and then he let out a sigh, "it's a pity!"
If she had not just oiled her feet and ran fast, I'm afraid she would have been in her bed by this time.
His eyes turned slightly and he glanced at his rumpled shirt and trousers on the chair in front of the window. His peach blossom eyes narrowed into a thin line, and there was a cold light in them.
After such a toss last night, it was half past nine when sang woke up.
She yawned and came out of the bedroom. At the dining table, Qin Sinai had prepared breakfast. It was a very nutritious and rich combination of Chinese and Western style. She was raising her eyebrow, "little goldfish, early!"
Thinking of last night's event, sang Xiaoyu was embarrassed and whispered slowly, "morning..."
Qin Sinian seems to be off duty. After eating too early, he always stays at home. He can be seen walking around. The only thing sang Xiaoyu can do is to force his eyes not to follow him involuntarily.
Now, the footsteps stop.
At the corner of his eyes, sang Xiaoyu saw him sitting on the sofa next to him, holding the two books on pregnancy and infant in his hand. One of the books on the top of the two books was obviously marked by a hinge in one third of the places. I don't know when he read it
She tried to focus on the TV, but she couldn't help looking at him.
Seeing him with eyes and eyebrows focused, he looked serious, as if he had seen him in his white coat in the hospital at ordinary times. In the middle of the way, he changed his book to his left hand, and his right hand went down in the right trouser pocket.
Sang Xiaoyu knows that this is his habitual action. He should want to smoke.
Sure enough, the cigarette case and lighter came out of the trouser pocket.
Between the slender jade fingers, a cigarette had come out of it, but it seemed that he thought of something. He stopped the action and threw the lighter and the cigarette box on the tea table.
Sang Xiaoyu silently lowered her eyes.
He would, but he was afraid of the children.
The hand on the knee curls up unconsciously, the vision converges on the abdomen, and sang Xiaoyu leads the corner of the mouth astringently.
"Little goldfish, I'm asking you!"
His deep voice suddenly sounded in his ear, and sang Xiaoyu was shocked.
Qin Sinian did not know when he had closed the book and sat next to her. The peach blossom eyes were on her face.
"What?" said sang
Qin Sinai raised his chin slightly and asked again, "would you like an apple or a cherry?"
"Apple..." Sang went back to the former.
Qin Sinan then took out the apple from the fruit dish and handed it to her.
When sang Xiaoyu reached for it perfunctorily, he didn't release it immediately, but he clasped it tightly in his palm and suddenly sank into a deep voice, "little goldfish, you'd better stop thinking about it!"
Whether she sleepwalked last night, of course, he knew.
What is she looking for when she doesn't sleep in the middle of the night? Qin Sinan also knows. Is she so reluctant to stay in ice city, or is she bent on taking their children to join her ex boyfriend Chi Dong?
There are emotions sweeping up the chest, and there is a great momentum of turning the river upside down.
Qin Sinian's protruding Adam's apple rolled slowly. He was suppressing it secretly. Maybe there was no nicotine in his body recently. Since he learned that she was pregnant, he hardly touched another cigarette.
When he went to the night market from the hospital last night, he needed to wait for the snacks he made now. In the narrow street at night, the environment is quite noisy, many of them are smoky and burning. When he saw a customer smoking in the stall, he almost forgot. He took out his root and took it in his mouth to light it. He woke up after two puffs, and was choked in a hurry. Later, when he had a cigarette addiction, he had to bear it.
Now, he really wants to smoke again.
His children live with other men, not to mention that he is not an ordinary man. He is an ex boyfriend who revives her old love. When he thinks that his own children are likely to call others father, he feels that blood is pouring into the forehead.
How can this be? Qin Sinian will not allow it!
Like last night, he narrowed his peach blossom eyes, which was deep and dangerous. "Even if you find your passport and ID card, no matter where you go, the result is the same. I will find you and your child!"
“……” Sang Xiaoyu lost his voice.
After holding hands firmly, they quickly and slowly released.
Because what he said was right, she could hide the pregnancy without telling. But now he knows about the baby, then she can never avoid it
In the afternoon, sang Xiaoyu came out of the bedroom with her cell phone. After a nap, her face looked red.
In the two days after she was arrested from the airport, she basically ate, slept and ate. She felt that she was living like a pig, and she was the kind that the owner kept
She came out and turned right into the kitchen.
Qin Sinan stands in front of the marble table, looks at Qin Sinan, who is in the dining room, concentrating on the book juice, and announces, "I'm going out!"
"Where to go?" Qin Sinan peach blossom eyes raised.
"A hundred hearts! Don't you say I can't escape? I'm just going out to meet the swallows! " Sangxiaoyu said angrily, but also rushed the phone call record displayed on the screen to the other force table for authenticity, and finally asked, "OK?"
"All right!" Qin Sinai picks eyebrows.
Sang Xiaoyu thought there would be some bargaining, but he was very happy when he promised. He looked at him for two seconds and saw that his face was quite normal. He turned around and went back to his bedroom to change clothes.
An hour later, the black Cayenne shuttles in the late sun.
At the peak of this time, the car fair is relatively slow. Qin Sinai's hands are on the steering wheel, and there is no expression of impatience on his face. He taps his fingers with the music rhythm of the radio station, and looks lazy between his eyebrows and eyes. While sitting on the side of the copilot, sang Xiaoyu formed a clear contrast with him, stretching a small face, nose is not nose, eyes are not eyes.