Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

Not a ray of light could penetrate from outside, and she couldn't tell whether it was day or night.

However, she felt as if she had slept for a long time, her whole body was sore and tired, and she was not happy at all. She stroked her forehead and sat up.

When she sat up, it probably involved her lower abdomen. The pain from her lower abdomen made her think for a moment, and then, those pictures and memories came to her like a torrent of mountains, and she recalled them bit by bit.

That explosion, when she left that room, Little Xingxing's obedient and sensible eyes, when she left from Blue Heart Lake, she looked back for the last time.

The goal of entering is the flames. Such a beautiful villa manor was attacked by red-hot flames at that time, and it looked extremely spectacular.

She left Blue Heart Lake.

The person who arranged for him to leave should be An Qingsi. I don't know how An Qingsi is doing now.

Thinking of An Qingsi, Hawthorne felt a headache, thought of Little Xingxing, and thought of the man who was mad at her like he was mentally ill, and pressed his forehead.

She fumbled over the bedside table, turned on the light, and the room lit up instantly.

Hawthorne saw that this was a very beautiful room, like a man's room, it felt very familiar, like Sheng Rong's style, simple and generous.

"woke up?"

The man's deep and hoarse voice came from the side, with the sexyness of just waking up, the tenderness engraved in his bones weakened a bit, Hawthorne froze for a moment, and turned his head to look at the place where the voice came from.

Looking at it, she saw Sheng Rong sleeping next to her in pajamas.

Sheng Rong was wearing black silk pajamas, she stared at the pajamas, this pajamas felt very familiar to her.

However, when he saw the gentle smile blooming from Sheng Rong's face, combined with the way he was lying beside him now, Hawthorne felt an inexplicable strangeness in his heart.

This kind of weirdness, repelling something, made her start to have a headache again.

Hawthorne looked down at their quilts, there were two quilts, and she frowned.

In my memory, I seem to have been sleeping on a quilt...

"You are weak now, and you can't catch the cold. I'm worried that I'll grab your quilt in the middle of the night, so I prepared two." Sheng Rong sat up next to her, very close, and his eyes were very tender.

"If you still like us to sleep under the same quilt, I'll have someone change it." He said thoughtfully.

Hawthorne felt that this is very good now, she blinked, and the corners of her lips curved slightly, "It's better that you are more considerate."

Sheng Rong's eyes darkened, but his words became more considerate and gentle, "That man Xing Chenyou is a lunatic, a pervert, and a devil. It took me a little effort to finally rescue you, Sangsang, don't worry, This time, I will never let you leave my side again."

When he looked at Hawthorne, his eyes were always sincere, making no one doubt his sincerity at this moment.

Hawthorne never doubted Hawthorne's sincerity.

Sheng Rong did have sincerity towards Hawsang, he hoped that Hawsang would really like him.

For him, this is the real victory, and this is what makes him truly happy.

"How long have I been sleeping? Is it dark outside?" Hawthorne quickly glanced in the direction of the window, but unfortunately, the curtains were drawn, which looked like blackout curtains.

"You slept all day, so now it's night, and it's been about ten hours since I dragged you out." Sheng Rong rolled over and got out of bed, opened the window, and replied with a smile.

Hawthorne also saw the sky outside.

It was different from when she left Blue Heart Lake, now there was starlight outside, and from her perspective, she could still see the moon.

Today is still a full moon, and the silver moon hangs high in the dark sky, looking more and more white.

"Are you hungry? Shall I ask someone to bring food?" Sheng Rong asked ruthlessly and considerately.

Hawthorne was indeed hungry, but she didn't have much appetite.

She also can't explain why she has no appetite to eat, she always thinks of Little Xingxing in front of her eyes, and always thinks of Little Xingxing's serious, trusting and intimate eyes when she looks at her.

"Whether you want to eat or not, you still have to eat as much as you want. You need to take good care of your body. Now it's like confinement." Sheng Rong said softly, as if coaxing Huo Sang to eat.

After hearing this, Hawthorne raised her head and blinked her eyes. It was only at this time that she came to her senses, her face turned pale, and the suppressed sadness swept through her heart again, and she couldn't control it anymore, "You know the child Gone?"

Her voice was soft, like a feather, gently sweeping over Sheng Rong's heart.

This child has nothing to do with Sheng Rong, but during this period of time, he didn't know if he was too involved in the play, or if he was already a part of the play, at this moment when he heard Huo Sang say this, he really felt a pain in his heart Come, his eyes darkened a bit, and he sat down on the edge of the bed.

Sheng Rong looked at her, didn't say a word, but suddenly sighed, and put his arms around her.

The grievance in Hawsang's heart tilted a little, she felt extremely wronged, but her hands were hanging down, and she didn't reach out to encircle Sheng Rong's waist.

"There will be more children in the future." Sheng Rong said softly.

This consolation was sincere.

Although he is cruel, others say he is a devil, old and weak, women and children, as long as he does not like people, he can kill, but occasionally he will soften his heart.

But not many times like this.

After all, being soft-hearted towards others is very likely to be a disaster for yourself in the future.

Hawsang's child, when she was in his hands, was really unable to keep it. He lied to Xing Chenyou that his child was gone, and he was right. In his heart, if he hadn't taken the initiative to find someone to save this child Yes, it should have been gone long ago.

Therefore, for this little thing in Hawthorne's stomach, Sheng Rong was soft-hearted, and even had an inexplicable feeling.

When Huo Sang heard Sheng Rong's words, he grabbed the corner of his clothes, and tears fell.

"But, even if there is, it won't be this one." She said softly.

Sheng Rong laughed, "Why do you think so?"

Hawthorne wanted to struggle out of his arms, but she felt that Sheng Rong's arms were strange in her heart.

But she felt that it shouldn't be strange, after all, they both had a child.

Does the body have memory?

Hawthorne thought wildly in his mind, and thought of such a sentence.

"Isn't it?"

Sheng Rong smiled and said, with a low voice, "How do you know that the next child will not be this one? Maybe this time the baby just didn't want to come so early, so he ran away, and next time, he wants to come again , and come back to you."

Huo Sang's heart skipped a beat, he remembered what Little Xingxing had said to her, he was startled for a moment, for some reason, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed Sheng Rong away.