The sound is cold, as if it is about to condense, full of strong ridicule.
Xia Mengying's back was stiff, and his footsteps paused, but soon continued to go inside.
I didn't see me, didn't see me, I didn't see me ---
Xia Mengying kept self -consolation. When she didn't hear Yan Siming's voice, she was in her heart.
"Xia Mengying!"
Xia Mengyu felt that her feet were softened. If it wasn't for strong support, it was estimated that she would have to kneel on the ground.
"If you want to wait for the grandmother of Ning Ziqian to come out to see the two lingering pictures of us, when you don't see what I don't hear me, continue to go forward."
Yan Siming's voice was not slow, but she successfully made Xia Mengling stopped.
Her hands held the stroller tightly, took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at Yan Siming annoyedly, watching the empty shopping malls around, walking towards the door.
It was a man who was so bad. What was most irritable was that the man was entangled with herself and the soul was unsatisfactory.
"What do you want to do?"
In the previous good mood, there was only a haze. Xia Mengyu felt that he was really going to be mad by Yan Siming, and was full of impatience.
Ning Ziqian's grandmother arrived yesterday. If she had not appeared at her door, Ning Ziqian said that that person was his grandma.
In a short day, Yan Siming knew it.
She came out of home in the evening, and she could only be strolled in this mall for about three hours. He also appeared at the door of the mall, and it was still the point where Shen Yun went to the bathroom. What does this mean? He is following himself.
"Don't answer my phone call, and don't answer my phone call to you with other people's mobile phones. Twenty -four hours a day stick with Ning Ziqian, Xia Mengying, it's really not easy to see you."
Yan Siming's voice was calm, but Xia Mengling's heart was cold in her heart. She was intentional. In order to leave Yan Siming, she was sticking with Ning Ziqian all day long.
Yan Si's cold gaze swept the cart in Xiameng, and the things inside, the eyes narrowed, and bent into a dangerous arc.
His eyes moved up from Xia Mengling's hand, and that look was like a knife, a sharp knife, Xia Mengfeng saw him staring at his neck, almost completely unconsciously going to go.
I touched my neck, and the bright color of the white skin stabbed the eyes of people under the light.
"I don't answer the call of a stranger!"
Xia Mengling was silent for a while, and said coldly, his voice was faintly trembling.
For Yan Siming, she was a little scared in her heart. Now there is a Shen Yun. She can be defeated or lazy. Many parents may be able to understand, but the water -based Yanghua is three hearts. This is impossible to forgive me.
Yan Siming's eyes gradually condensed into ice under the soft light. He looked at Xia Meng's face but cold face, without the slightest smile, holding the cart tightly, the bright eyes except the eyes full of eyes full of eyes full of eyes
Alert, there are fear.
She is afraid of herself.
Yan Siming couldn't help thinking that on the parking of Yangming Mountain that day, Xia Mengling and Ning Ziqian stood together. The fascinating smile, even if she only looked at her rising mouth, she could feel her full.
Happy, so happy and gentle, under the light, the beauty that can't be said.
In front of him, she is like a hedgehog that has been erected all over her body. She never smiles like herself, and even her eyes are shining.
Yan Siming was unwilling to admit it, but at that moment, he was really jealous of Ning Ziqian, and the jealous heart was sour.
"Xia Mengying, do you think you have the ability to hide for a lifetime?"
Yan Siming watched the marks of bright red pink and purple on the neck of Xia Meng's neck, the cold eyes, some red.
When he touched her, she was resisting her all over, and even let his wound cracked again. When Ning Ziqian touched her, would she struggle? No, it wouldn't, it wouldn't be!
Xia Mengying and Ning Ziqian lived together. He knew that the lonely men and widows coexist in one room. He naturally thought that the two people had a relationship, but when everything was confirmed, he was jealous in his heart. Crazy.
Ning Ziqian can have the best one, so why is this?
Xia Meng pursed her lips tightly and didn't speak. Yan Siming's eyes were too horrible.
Xia Mengyu was worried that Shen Yun would come out suddenly, and his low head looked back from time to time, uneasy.
Yan Siming was waiting here to speak these nonsense? Several times, Xia Mengying wanted to speak, thinking about it, because she and Yan Siming couldn't speak calmly and speaking. She didn't want to be at this time again His quarrel with him, and then caused the consequences that there were ten clever mouths.
"Xia Mengying, from childhood to large, as long as I see what I see, it will be mine in the end, there is no exception!"
Yan Siming saw that Xia Mengling had been holding his head down and looked at the things on the cart. He didn't give him a look, and his heart was annoyed.
He didn't understand why she had only seen a few times and could easily raise her anger? Because she was Ning Ziqian’s woman, not only Ning Ziqian liked her, she was even more interested in Ning Ziqian. Like a rock?
Xia Mengfeng scolded neuropathy in his heart, looked up at Yan Siming, who was red and angry, and worked hard to prevent himself from showing an impatient or disgusted emotion. "Can I leave?"
"Xia Mengying!"
Yan Siming stared at his eyes, gritted his teeth, and there was a kind of impulse to mulk Xia Mengling.
"Grandma Ning Ziqian comes out."
"Are you pregnant?"
Yan Siming watched Xia Meng's flat belly, and asked with a cold face, the voice was like ice residue.
Xia Mengling looked at Yan Siming's eyes to his stomach, and then swept the things on the car, silent for a while, did not answer directly if he was pregnant, but looked at Yan Siming seriously and seriously. "I will give Ning Ziqian a child."
Yan Siming listened to the fire, for a long time, holding Xia Mengying's chin with his fingers, a smile on the corner of his mouth, cold and ridiculous, "Xia Mengying, you will regret it!"
The flame in his eyes faded quietly, cold eyes, full of confidence.
"Yan Siming, what do you want?"
Xia Mengyu struggled, and after his good temper, he still couldn't hold back. "I have already said it very clearly. No matter what you do, I will not regret my decision, I will never!"
Yan Siming watched the figure from the toilet behind Xia Mengling, "Xia Mengling, where is your mother now?"
Xia Mengying was about to answer in the UK, and Yan Siming continued, "Don't say everything in everything, Xia Mengying, one day, you will take the initiative to appear in front of me."
He sneered, loosened his hand that buckled Xia Meng's chin, turned and left.