Chapter 129

Winter seems to pass quickly, and by December it has entered deep winter.

Liang Jia's white and slender fingers hit the cold tap water and immediately turned red. She bit her lip and continued to wash the bowl stubbornly.

Just after washing a lot of bowls, I heard Xia qin'er's shrill voice from the bedroom: "Liang Jia, are you there? I don't feel well

Here we go again.

Liang Jia lowered her eyes, straightened her waist, straightened herself up and walked into Xia qin'er's room. Knowing that Zhou Xingchen was there, Xia qin'er didn't converge at all, and even wanted to torture her every moment. She became more and more presumptuous, as if she had deliberately done it for Zhou Xingchen. But Zhou Xingchen's reaction, not only let Xia qiner disappointed, even Liang Jia also began not to understand what Zhou Xingchen was thinking.

When Liang Jia goes in, Zhou Xingchen is sitting by Xia qin'er's bed reading. It seems that he doesn't notice Liang Jia coming in.

Liang Jia dropped her eyes and unconsciously let out a touch of sadness. These days, Zhou Xingchen is like this, as if she is a non-existent person. No matter how she was bullied by Xia qin'er or how her hands and feet were frostbitten, he seemed to turn a blind eye to her. Not even a greeting.

Her voice was a little chilly, but she had no fear in her eyes. She looked straight at Xia qin'er who was half sitting on the bed: "what's the matter, Miss Xia?"

Another smiling face! She really wants to tear her up!

Xia qin'er stares at Liang Jia's face, but she is not happy. But her mouth is slightly raised, and some cold voice comes from her voice: "I ask you, why is the plum you bought so not fresh? I have already said that I want the freshest plum! You see, I'm afraid it's been taken off for several days! "

With that, it seems to let Liang Jia see more clearly. The pile of plums that Liang Jia brought back from the market slowly rolled down to the ground from her palm. Suddenly, the whole ground was scattered with plums.

A sarcastic smile from the corner of her mouth: "do not believe, you try."

Liang Jia's eyes narrowed slightly and watched a large number of plums fall from her hands. Then she looked at Xia qin'er's sarcastic smile. As she was about to speak, Zhou Xingchen, who was sitting by the bed, had deep eyes and put in some inappropriate words: "you know that she doesn't like fresh plums, so don't buy them. If you don't buy good lychees, what kind of plums should you buy, Go and buy the lychee she likes. She never gets tired of eating it. "

Just didn't expect that this sudden sentence let Liang Jia and Xia qin'er all be stunned in situ.

Xia qin'er's eyes were soft and bright, like a lover who had been together for a long time: "Xing Chen, do you remember what I like to eat? I thought you... Had long forgotten. "

At that moment, Liang Jia felt as if something was poking at her heart.

Liang Jia half closed her eyes and took away her feelings. She knew that Xia qin'er was deliberately trying to embarrass her just now. In fact, she had no choice but to buy plums several times. Just like last time, she poured a cup of warm water. Xia qin'er thought that the water was not hot enough, that is, the water was not cold enough, Such a situation will do her no good at all.

Although Zhou Xingchen's careless words seemed to help her, they were more like... Flattering Xia qin'er.

Oh, he remembers all Xia qin'er's likes, all the things he likes to eat, and all the things he can't eat. But she didn't care about Liang Jia. Even she had his children.

She opened her eyes and forced herself to see Xia qin'er kiss him. He held back his tears to keep it from falling.

Until looking at Xia qin'er gasping for breath, Zhou Xingchen's eyes without any emotion turned back and looked directly at her, and asked coldly, "Why are you still here, and don't you go out to buy litchi?"

Liang Jia lowered her head and didn't look at him. She just answered, just like walking away.

However, Xia qin'er looks at Liang Jia's back. Suddenly, there is a flash in her eyes. Some sharp voices ring out again, like the evil voice of wild Ghosts: "I'm hungry today. Not only my baby wants to eat lychee, but also beef fried rice. You remember, don't be too fresh, otherwise, it's not like just... "

Before she spoke, she was attracted by Zhou Xingchen's deep eyes. She laughed and continued to embrace Zhou Xingchen. She wanted to continue the previous kiss.

But Zhou Xingchen seemed to have lost his interest. He looked at Xia qin'er and Liang Jia, and sat down to read again.

Baby in the belly

The corner of Liang Jia's mouth can't help showing a touch of sarcastic sneer. She slightly drops her eyes to cover up the sadness in her eyes.She watched him kissing Xia qin'er, seeing him drive her away, and seeing him treat her as a stranger without expression. She even doubted whether the things and experiences before her and him were a dream.

Why can people become so fast?

Dinner time came quickly. When Liang Jia was about to cook beef fried rice, I didn't know where Xia qin'er knew that she couldn't smell the smell of raw beef. Now Liang Jia picked up the piece of raw beef that her aunt bought from the market, and it smelled delicious. Soon, it was disgusting to her stomach.

She really can't help it. A large amount of food piled up from her stomach just retches and spills over a hand washing dish.

"Oh..."

The smell seemed to be more and more strong. She couldn't control herself, pulled the garbage can next to her and vomited out again.

Stomach seems to be in the river, her hands and feet some weak, some white hands tightly grasp the railing.

The man's slender hand stretched out from her eyes, turned on the tap switch, and washed all the filth down with water. Take a rag and quietly clean up the stains left by her in the kitchen

Liang Jia raised her eyes and quietly looked at the man, quietly cleaning the kitchen table.

Zhou Xingchen

What does he want to do? Do you want to tell her that he still loves her?

But how could he! Having a baby with Xia qin'er and pretending to take care of her quietly? How can it be, how can it be a foul.

She lowered her head and looked at his silent side face. Some low voice came out from her mouth: "why do you help me clean up the cooking table..."

Zhou Xingchen's body seems to be stiff, almost let Liang Jia think it is an illusion, but only for a moment. His hands still did not stop. He continued to clean up the cooking table. He even picked up the beef skillfully and cut it. It seemed that he could not hear Liang Jia talking.

Liang Jia's eyes were a little pale. She bit her lips and raised her voice: "Zhou Xingchen! I'm asking you! Why do you want to help me clean the cooking table like this? "