[69 Book Bar - www.] When Qing Wu came out of the bedroom sleepily holding Duoduo in her arms, Ling Yansen was in the kitchen, looking at the fried eggs in the pan in trance.

His back looked as straight as ever in the morning light, and was slender in line with architectural aesthetics. The side was broken up by the beam of light streaming in from the window, which struck Qingwu's somewhat disordered heart piecemeal.

She walked over, and her erratic eyes inadvertently touched the half of his wheat-colored arm exposed by rolling up his sleeves. The ambiguous red blood lines on it reflected a shape that was very familiar to her.

It's her stamp.

Some of them were even dug into the flesh due to the fierce collision, but fortunately the blood has dried.

Those were the traces of their torn apart joy last night.

She couldn't stop blushing, biting her tongue and wanting to slap herself to death. But a sweetness of unknown risks secretly arose in her heart. Qingwu knew that this sweetness would be condemned by her conscience.

Ling Yansen has keen hearing.

At this moment, she had turned around, frowning and staring at her bare feet expressionlessly. Then her gaze went up, and when it fell on Duoduo's big smiling face, her deep eye sockets narrowed slightly.

"Good morning."

"Good morning, daddy."

Duoduo responded so smoothly that Qingwu opened her misty eyes.

As if he knew what she was thinking, he said calmly, "This is the first sentence I have to start a conversation with him every morning. Children are always like this. They are very familiar with the first sentence and remember it most firmly."

Ling Yansen smiled, his eyebrows stained with a layer of blue and black. It seemed that he did not sleep very well last night. Qing Wu complained that after tossing her so much, it was strange that he could sleep well.

But she didn't know that he stayed up all night, just waiting for the first light of dawn with his eyes closed in a fearful and claustrophobic time.

Very simple Western-style pastry with poached eggs.

Qingwu was very conscious this time. She prepared milk powder for Duoduo before Ling Yansen made breakfast, and fed her a meal carefully before going to the dining table to have breakfast.

After breakfast, when the dishes were being collected, Ling Yansen came out of the cloakroom.

Qingwu turned around, and the hand holding the edge of the plate twitched twice unconsciously. She was wearing a pure black shirt, black tie, black suit, and black leather shoes. Was he going to wrap himself up like a hobbit? Hobbits also knew how to use animal skins to make food.

Dressing himself up, and looking at him from a distance, he looked like a black and white movie, with thin and sloping black lines flashing across the screen, flashing and flashing, with such a strong sense of presence, but they matched so well with his handsome and delicate facial features.

.

It should be said that for this monster-like man, it is not him who wears clothes, but any clothes that complement him.

Qingwu didn't know it, so she muttered, "Are you going to express condolences today? You're all dressed in black!"

Then, Qingwu heard the glass on the table fall to the ground, and the crisp sound of glass fragments flying around made the entire wall of the building shake.

She turned around in horror. Ling Yansen, with a pale face, had already knelt down to pick up the debris on the ground. A crazy and melancholy voice went back and forth between the four legs of the table and reached Qingwu's ears.

"Sorry, I wasn't looking at the road and bumped into something. I didn't scare you."

A question, but in a lifeless declarative tone.

Qingwu frowned again, feeling that he was really rushing to visit someone's grave, which caused his emotions to be so complicated.

strange.

"No, Duoduo didn't cry, and he wasn't scared. Just put it down and I'll clean it up." Qingwu put down the plate and walked over to squat down.

Ling Yansen suddenly raised his head, his deep pool-like eyes seemed to be filled with autumn leaves, and he looked very depressed and lifeless. He refused eagerly, almost ordering Qing Wu, "No! You clean yourself up immediately, wait a moment

You need to take Duoduo to the intelligence testing center of the city hospital. Today is the day for his review and I am not free. I will give you the specific address later."

"Isn't Maidong always responsible for Duoduo's body? I remember Sister-in-law Wu said that you bought a lot of medical equipment for Duoduo. They are all in Maidong's home and your villa in Jingshan."

Ling Yansen seemed very impatient, and his frown was as sharp as a knife, cold and penetrating, "Why are you asking so many questions? Just take him when I ask you to take him there!"

Qingwu looked at him for a long time, and saw his white fingers picking up the broken glass in a panic and haste. The broken hair on his forehead blocked his temples, but she knew that there must be protruding veins there.

His veins would bulge when he was angry.

She was really worried that the broken glass would cut the hands of this unstable young man. Although she knew that he was well versed in housework and was different from the ordinary vase-like young man.

Qingwu stood up. Now she had to learn to be smarter and not confront him anymore, lest he would twitch and not let her see more, which would be more of a loss than a gain.

She followed her instructions and went back to her room to change clothes. She said she was changing clothes, but in fact she was just putting on the dirty clothes from yesterday. There were no women's clothes here. When she got up in the morning, she came out wrapped in Ling Yansen's nightgown.

After packing Duoduo's things, I carried Duoduo out of the living room.

Ling Yansen was in the kitchen. The sink for washing dishes seemed to be blocked by something. He had been fighting against the sink.

Qingwu changed her shoes at the door and picked up Duoduo. Ling Yansen's moderate voice came from the kitchen, "I have already driven the car to the curve at the door. You can just drive out. It is a bit far from the hospital.

Be careful on your way."

"How long will the review take?"

how long?

Ling Yansen didn't know.

All he knew was that there was no such thing as a reexamination. He just temporarily arranged such a task for her yesterday to keep her and Duoduo busy.

The door closed without sound. Ling Yansen knew that she was waiting for his answer. He hesitated. In fact, he just wanted to make up a time and throw it to her. But why was his heart hurting so much? He gritted his teeth and suppressed the urge to turn around. Then

The words were almost squeezed out from the gaps between the teeth, rough and ugly, with a thick nasal sound and the smell of death.

"...More than two hours. Come on, I told you, this is far from the hospital. Are you going to wait until the doctors are off work?"

Qingwu, who knew nothing about it, was completely frightened by his sudden irritability. She rolled her eyes at him and really wanted to rush up and hit him twice on the head. This man had such a violent temper.

!

She was so angry!

The shameful thing is that she still dares to be angry and dare not speak out.

Two seconds later, a loud slamming of the door sounded, as if out of anger.

At the same time, there was the sound of salty liquid falling into the sink, quickly merging with the foam raised by the dishwashing liquid.

Ling Yansen closed his eyes, his shoulder blades trembled violently, and he squeezed the edge of the plate with trembling hands. The force was so strong that it was about to tear the plate apart. His joints turned white, several minutes whiter than the foam in the sink.

please forgive me.

Ah Wu.

I am so cowardly that I have to say goodbye to you in this way.

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Qingwu was still angry. The car had driven a long way. She was bored and upset. Her mind was like a pot of porridge. Everything about Ling Yansen in the past two days was like a lingering eagle in her mind.

It circled around again and again, occupying all her thoughts with a keen eye.

His angry face, his series of weird behaviors with extremely unstable emotions, the sound of him busy in the study upstairs, the lustful and deliberately repressed eyes he secretly glanced at her and Duoduo from time to time, and his wanton behavior on her last night

He was so crazy that he seemed to want to rub her into his body. He seemed to be very desperate in everything he did, and with a negative mentality of getting it done, he taught her over and over again how to take care of Duoduo, bit by bit.

In the details of life, if she does something wrong, he will get angry.

And he was dressed all in black today, as if he was going to the grave to pay condolences...

The uneasiness surged so strongly that by the time Qingwu stopped the car, Duoduo had been crying for more than ten minutes. No matter how much she tried to coax her, the child kept fussing and resisted her hugs. No matter how she communicated with him,

He just cried and shouted for daddy and to go home.

At first, Qingwu thought that Duoduo didn't want to go to the hospital, so she was playing tricks on her. In the end, for some reason, even she couldn't help crying.

She didn't know if she was annoyed by Duoduo's crying or because of something else.

She was just a little slow, so tears covered her face. It wasn't until they fell into Duoduo's palm that she realized that she was crying.

Something is so wrong.

My heart beat too fast and it hurt, as if I knew I was going to be in a car accident at the next moment.

Suddenly I remembered that Ling Yansen asked her last night if she could wait until she fell in love with Jiang Henhan before giving him children. It was neither irony nor temptation, it was a complete letting go, awe-inspiring and without any jealousy, as if he was giving her a child.

Arranging a home that he thought seemed quite happy, he had been trying his best these past two days to cultivate her into a qualified mother... He used to be so disgusted with his approach to Duoduo, just because he was afraid that she would take Duoduo away, but now he is going in the opposite direction.

It is also a gesture of planning to let go...

No no no!

Something flashed through Qingwu's mind quickly, and her whole body began to tremble. Amid this uncontrollable trembling, she hurriedly turned the car around.

My mind went blank, and I kept pressing the accelerator.

What on earth is this damn man planning?

Ling Yansen, Ling Yansen, Ling Yansen...

You are so bad!

No! Absolutely not! This bastard usually seems to be a model of selfishness. How could he...how could he do it for Jiang Henhan...No, Qing Wu didn't know what to think anymore. She didn't believe it.

But the fact is before our eyes.

She kept stepping on the accelerator, and the car was racing wildly on the way back. She was glad that the speed of the car was not fast when she came here, so the distance away was not long. She just hoped that the stupid man hadn't...

Oh my god!
Chapter completed!