I seemed to understand why my baby son was beaten up.
Aunt Xu was also a little surprised. She only knew that her son was not opposed to Ye Zhiqiu, the teacher and sister-in-law, but only that was the only one.
Unexpectedly...
Ling Mufeng kept holding Ye Zhiqiu back, but she suddenly turned on her chisel without breaking her head.[
He just buried his head deeply in his chest, his hands huddled in groups and kept sobbing in a low voice.
Ling Mufeng felt both distressed and pity.
He kept bowing his head and pressing his face against her cold little face.
After finally getting home, I put her on the sofa and wanted to pour her a glass of water.
After returning from the kitchen, she still shrank into a ball.
Ling Mufeng was a little worried and immediately came to circle her.
"Baby, stop crying, I'm here, by your side!"
Ye Zhiqiu finally nodded and took the cup.
After a sip of hot water, my whole body was warm.
"Baby, there is some sand on you. I'll help you take a shower, okay?" Ling Mufeng said softly.
"No! I was just...you are still bullying!"
Ye Zhiqiu's face turned red in an instant and he immediately objected.
Ling Mufeng didn't expect that aspect at first.
When I saw her expression, I smiled knowingly.
He walked over and kissed her in the face: "Anyway... we have been together for a long time. I have not seen you, nor have I kissed you."
"I... don't."
Ye Zhiqiu avoided his hand and walked away with a red face.
"No, it's okay!"
Ling Mufeng grabbed her and instantly saw Wang Zhonglin's bite mark on her neck.[
"I don't like it, there are traces left by other men."
He said, stretching out his fingers and rubbing the mark.
Ye Zhiqiu shook his body and turned his head to look at Ling Mufeng.
He had some regrets and some sadness in his eyes.
"Do you know? When I saw you being bullied by that beast, I felt so sad! Zhiqiu, if you were really being beaten by him, I...I..."