Sue Di Shao

The corners of Ye Ningbai's eyes were wet, and his face was full of devotion willing to sink. Gong Qiming held Ye Ningbai's back of the head with his big hands. His eyes, which were always as sharp as blades, were dyed a frightening red, but he didn't notice the sudden change of position. , Ye Ningbai's face turned pale.

The moment her lips and teeth met, Ye Ningbai couldn't help it anymore: "Ugh—"

Ye Ningbai fell into a drowsy dream. She dreamed that she was still a little girl as tall as a small flower bed. A group of children who were more beautiful than Barbie dolls spoke the sharpest language. Xu Manrou pointed at her: "We don't want Play with her, she is a bastard, her dirty blood will stain us!"

Ye Ningbai hugged the wound from being pushed and shoved and refused to shed tears.

"She is mine, whoever dares to touch her, I'll beat him down!" A small back stood in front of Xiao Ningbai, her small fists had no strength yet, but they were already particularly noble and intimidating.

In the quiet afternoon of middle school, Ye Ningbai's French became No.1 for the first time, but she hugged herself and landed in the corner:

Everyone said that Ye Ningbai was cheating - how could a village girl who hadn't even been to Paris Fashion Week speak French better than our Manman?
An Yaosi found her, and the boy's grown-up figure squatted awkwardly in front of her, but he couldn't coax her.

An Yaosi became impatient: "If you don't speak again, I will marry you!"

"What?" Ye Ningbai was astonished!

"Brides will smile very happily," An Yaosi pointed to the two people who were brimming with happiness at the camera not far away.

San Siro Junior High School is beautiful, and sweet newcomers often come to take pictures on the open day.

An Yaosi rubbed the tip of Ye Ning's white and red nose a little frizzy, and carefully squeezed it with his big hand, but he threatened fiercely in his mouth: "If you are not happy anymore, I will make you my bride right away!"

Ye Ningbai suddenly didn't know whether she should be happy or not...

Suddenly the scene switched to the scene of the hospital, the sky was covered with white, the ground was covered with bright red blood, the top medical staff came in and out in a hurry, and the serious nurse said: An Shao's blood type is very special, the blood bank is in a hurry, and now only all Blood type matching of close relatives.

Xu Manrou looked at the blood all over the ground and frowned: I have an important court argument tomorrow, and the blood transfusion might affect my state.

Ye Ningbai rushed forward desperately, the despair was so vivid that she would tremble every time she recalled it, Ye Ningbai can still recall the feeling that she was willing to give all her blood and hope to An Yaosi, and do it ten thousand times Nothing will change!
But why, when An Yaosi was sentenced to become a vegetable permanently, he completely disappeared for a year!
Instead, it was Xu Manrou who accompanied An Yaosi and witnessed the miracle of recovery?
But after a year of blankness, he found that Xu Manrou, who he had squeezed out as An Yaosi's favorite, had become An Yaosi's wife, and even a ruthless, cunning, and omnipotent woman!
Why?What the hell happened that year?But as long as Ye Ningbai tried hard to think back, his head would burst with pain!

"You should have a child." Grandpa's uncompromising voice sounded chaotically in Ye Ningbai's mind.

Ye Ningbai's sweaty brows were tightened uncomfortably, as if even in a dream, she felt that something bad was going to happen.

"Orange, don't make trouble, sleep quickly, baby, in your dream you have me by your side, laughing with you, tiring with you, cuddling with you." But what jumped into Ye Ningbai's mind was an almost warm feeling. The frowning Ye Ningbai calmed down strangely, humming a soft tune, and the naughty and restless abdomen also slowly quieted down.

Child... If there is a child between her and An Yaosi, Ye Ningbai looks forward to it almost sadly, will it be such a peaceful and beautiful picture?
But suddenly a pair of long eyes that are sharp enough to cut the soul burst into the screen. He is like an evil god who controls all life and death. He tightly pinches Ye Ningbai's slender wrist and fixes it on top of his head: "Remember, who is your man!"

Then it slammed into the depths of Ye Ningbai's body!

This man is not An Yaosi!