Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

No matter how he thinks about it, Hawthorne can't remember when he was so close to Xing Chenyou, let alone when this photo was taken.

Even, when she was recalling, she vaguely remembered that she had taken such a photo with Sheng Rong.

Could it be that this photo belongs to P?
The purpose is to make her believe that the relationship between herself and Xing Chenyou is really unusual, or that it was really unusual in the past.

And in order to make this photo look more real, Xing Chenyou asked Xiao Xingxing to show it to him.

Because children are innocent and simple, they will not lie, and they are easier to believe.

Little Xingxing likes him so much, maybe he will help his father tell a white lie to him.

"The photo is good." Hawthorne made up his mind and said calmly.

Little Xingxing was stunned, he had already thought about how Mommy would answer, and no matter what kind of answer he would say, he would follow what Mommy said.

But he just didn't expect Mommy to praise the photos!
The crux of the problem is not whether the photo is good or not!
"Mum, this is you and Daddy!" Little Xingxing reminded her of the important point.

"I know."

Hawthorne touched his head, not wanting to expose his white lie, although it was a lie, it was harmless.

She felt that Little Xingxing was well-bred. Even though his current behavior meant to help his father, Hawthorne didn't think there was anything wrong with Little Xingxing. He was just a child, and it was normal for him to want a mommy.

Little Xingxing looked at his mommy's face, and suddenly felt a little powerless, mommy didn't understand what he meant!
Hawthorne naturally changed the topic with Little Xingxing, and chatted about Little Xingxing.

She suddenly discovered that many of Little Xingxing's hobbies and interests are somewhat similar to her own.

She has never been an acquaintance, and it is impossible for her to tell others about her hobbies and interests casually, let alone to such a young child.

So, it's all a coincidence.

Hawthorne liked the coincidence quite a bit.

The door of the room was never opened again, and Huo Sang didn't know what happened to Xing Chenyou, Lake and Nan Shaochen outside.

The child is growing up now and tends to get sleepy. Little Xingxing gets sleepy while sitting on the bed talking with Hawthorne. Hawthorne simply lets him lie on the bed and sleep.

By Mommy's side, Little Xingxing felt at ease, so he fell asleep quickly and soundly.

Hawthorne didn't feel sleepy at all.

An Qingsi needs one night to decorate. After this night, or in other words, when the night is quiet, she can leave Lanxin Lake.

Hawthorne looked at the darkened sky outside, his eyes complicated.

She looked back at the little Xingxing who was curled up next to her and was sleeping soundly.

Little Xingxing's posture looks like she usually lacks a sense of security, so she curls herself up desperately when she sleeps, and she doesn't forget to hold her hand when she sleeps.

This little bun is really worried that he will leave.

Hawthorne looked at his cute and pretty face, suddenly thought of the child he had lost, couldn't help touching his belly, and his eyes dimmed.

Her departure is inevitable, and Xiao Xingxing will be accompanied by a woman who loves him as his mother in the future.

That mummy is destined not to be hers.

"Mommy, don't go..."

Little Xingxing seemed to be having some kind of dream, suddenly frowned, her breathing became short of breath, and she shouted anxiously in a vague voice.

Hawthorne immediately stretched out his hand and patted his back lightly, once and for all, the movements were very gentle, as if she had done this action countless times for her.

"Mommy is not leaving, Mommy is here."

Hawthorne also said very naturally, even she was startled, she couldn't help but look down at Little Xingxing again, thinking of the photo of Little Xingxing, thinking of Little Xingxing's intimacy and love for her, it was the first time Began to be in a trance and suspicious.

Could she really be Xiao Xingxing's mother?

But Hawthorne's idea only flashed in her mind for a moment, and she denied it by herself.

How is it possible, if she is, then what is Sheng Rong?
Lake glanced at Nan Shaochen, then at Xing Chenyou, who was pale on the bed, with a solemn expression.

Next to it was a medical keg with some bright red blood in it.

And Xing Chenyou's wrist was cut open, and the bleeding has been stopped now, but there is still a shocking red on the gauze.

There was another person lying on the other side of this two-meter-two big bed.

An Qingsi's face was also pale, and a cut was cut on her wrist. At this moment, a piece of gauze was placed on her wrist, and blood was also oozing from the gauze.

"Will he be okay?" She asked worriedly, trying to hide the joy in her eyes.

Ming Yi and her plan are very good, but Xing Chenyou is not easy to deceive, even if there are some accidents, An Qingsi knows best.

But now that he is ill, the strongest defense of Lanxin Lake has already fallen.

Moreover, today she became Ah You's savior, which is really a good thing she never thought of before!

"I don't know, this is not an operation after all." The operation Nan Shaochen arranged for Xing Chenyou will still be next week, not now at all.

Now it's just letting out a little blood from Xing Chenyou's body, and injecting a little more blood to dilute the concentration of the medicine in his blood.

Of course, there is no scientific basis for this, but the thing in him that looks like a drug is not a drug, and it looks like a drug is not a drug, and there is no scientific basis in the first place.

It just so happened that An Qingsi also had a rare blood type, and she happened to match Ah You. Today, she is a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

The appearance of Ayou's illness today is really weird and terrifying!

Nan Shaochen couldn't help shivering when he thought of that kind of sullen tenderness. The strangest thing was that he switched between tenderness and cruelty at will, like switching between being sick and not being sick, or like both. fusion.

If it continues to develop, in the eyes of those who don't know, he may really look like he has a mental illness.

The person who gave Ah You such a thing back then is really hateful!
"I hope he won't get sick again." An Qingsi looked worriedly at Xing Chenyou beside her, and then frowned wearily.

Nan Shaochen took a look, "Let them rest."

Lake knew that if he lost too much blood, he would feel dizzy and want to sleep, but he took a look and insisted on taking An Qingsi to the guest room.

He called the maid, and together they lifted An Qingsi into the wheelchair.

An Qingsi's eyes were deep and ugly, she never expected that Lake would be so caring.

However, I managed to stay tonight.

An Qingsi glanced at the guest room, quietly waiting for the time to come.

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Sheng Rong knew the news about Blue Heart Lake.

"I didn't expect that child to be saved after all."

Sheng Rong was lying on the rocking chair, rocking it up and down. The night wind blew up the broken hair on his forehead, revealing his warm and handsome face, with a slight smile on his lips.