I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

"Hmm, I miss mommy." The little boy hugged Shen Tingxuan's neck and refused to let go.

"Tingxuan, how can you marry Shi Qingmo? You two also... have children. What should I do if you are with him? What should I do?" Sheng Zhimo clenched his fists and said heavily Hit yourself in the chest.

Shi Qingmo walked towards the mother and son on the swing, leaned over and held the little boy in his arms.

"Little one, you know how to cling to your mommy, but you don't even kiss me, daddy." Shi Qingmo said with a jealous tone.

"I love Daddy too." The little guy kissed Shi Qingmo's face twice more.

"Shi Qingmo, because you are my sister-in-law's cousin, I have always ignored you, but how can you steal my woman from Sheng Zhimo? The person Tingxuan loves is me, she Will marry me.

A friend's wife should not be bullied. Not only did you steal my wife, you... you also had a child with her.

You bastard, shameless person...I'll beat you to death..."

Sheng Zhimo cried and beat Shi Qingmo crazily. Unfortunately, every time he punched Shi Qingmo, it was like hitting cotton with no effect.

"Honey, let's go home and have lunch."

Shi Qingmo held his son in one hand and held Shen Tingxuan's hand in the other. The family of three happily entered the villa inside.

"Tingxuan, come back...you can't leave me alone. You promised to marry me, how could you be with Shi Qingmo, I don't agree, please come back..."

Sheng Zhimo collapsed on the ground helplessly, crying heartbreakingly.

Tears blurred his vision, and the family of three in his pupils gradually disappeared.

"Why did you abandon me? Are all the things you said to me before are false... We have already met our parents. My parents like you very much, and your parents also like me as their son-in-law, but How can you be with Shi Qingmo? Why..."

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in front of him. He held his breath and slowly raised his head to look at the owner of the shadow.

It was Shen Tingxuan who had just left.

Shen Tingxuan looked at him indifferently with a condescending attitude.

"Tingxuan, is that you? Come back..." Sheng Zhimo couldn't hold back and pounced directly.

I thought he was still holding air, but this time he actually hugged Shen Tingxuan's legs.

Her legs were warm and she was a real person, not a dream.

The little woman knelt down and gently stroked Sheng Zhimo's messy hair.

"Zhimo, why are you crying?"

Shen Tingxuan asked him gently.

"Your face is covered with tears. Are you crying so sadly?"

"Oh..." Sheng Zhimo was like a child, crying even more sadly because of her words. "Where have you been? Why did you go with Shi Qingmo? You also had a child with him, what should I do?"

"Fool, are you dreaming? How could I be with Shi Qingmo? Let alone a child.

Where is Shi Qingmo? Where is that child? "

Shen Tingxuan opened her arms to signal to him. Apart from her, he was the only one around.

Sheng Zhimo looked around and saw that it was no longer the white fog just now. But on a green grassland.

The grass is full of colorful flowers, which are so beautiful.

He wiped away the tears on his face with both hands and rubbed his eyes vigorously to make sure that what he saw was not white mist but beautiful green grass.

On Shen Tingxuan's head, she also wore a beautiful wreath made of flowers blooming on the grass.

The Shen Tingxuan dressed in this outfit is different from the Shen Tingxuan who was with Shi Qingmo just now. She is much more pure and young, just like the Shen Tingxuan he is dating now.

"Tingxuan... ugh... I thought you were with Shi Qingmo, and you had a child with him." Sheng Zhimo hugged Shen Tingxuan again, crying in fear.

"Fool, the person I love is you, and there is no way I can be with Shi Qingmo. But..."

Shen Tingxuan suddenly stopped talking.

"But what?"

he asked, looking her squarely in the eyes.

"Are you willing to be with me?" Shen Tingxuan asked him.

"Well, of course I do."

Sheng Zhimo answered without hesitation.

"Then no matter where I am or at what time, will you stay with me and never leave?" She asked him again and again, and without waiting for his answer, she added: "I don't like men who lie. If you let me down, If you marry me, I will find another man, marry him and have children."

"I do. As long as you are there, that is my home. You can only be with me, Sheng Zhimo."

When Shen Tingxuan heard what he said, she happily kissed him on the lips, then stood up and pulled him up from the grass.

"Come with me to the sea of ​​flowers over there, we will pick some flowers, and I will make a garland for you myself, okay?"

"it is good……"

Sheng Zhimo smiled calmly and let Shen Tingxuan hold his hand. He followed her footsteps and ran happily on the grass.

Shen Tingxuan was walking alone in the white mist. She looked around, but she couldn't find Sheng Zhimo's figure no matter how hard she looked.

She obviously went back along the same path, but Sheng Zhimo was nowhere to be found, and Bai Shan was also missing.

"Sheng Zhimo, where are you? Stop joking. If you don't come out, I will be angry." Shen Tingxuan pressed the mask on her mouth and nose with her hands to prevent smoke from entering her mouth and nose.

She has been the eldest daughter of the Shen family since she was a child. Her parents and brother held her in their hands and cared for her growing up.

Whether it is the past study, or the subsequent love and life. For her, she lived a carefree life. In her heart, she had no regrets, and she couldn't get the people and things she wanted.

So even if she is now inhaling the miasma in the white mist, she is still not immersed in her own fantasy.

Miasma was carefully developed by the Evil Poison Saint Hand, and it will only work on those people whose hearts are full of longing and are hard to come by.

It is definitely useless for young children and people who are naturally very simple and live an extremely happy life.

"Sheng Zhimo, I will count from one to three. If you haven't shown up yet, I...I will be really angry with you." Shen Tingxuan was walking alone in the white mist, and she was a little scared. He deliberately spoke loudly to encourage himself.

"I counted, one..." She counted and looked around. "Two... come out quickly and stop making trouble." She was so anxious that she stamped her feet on the spot, thinking that if she had known better, she would not have gone to find her brother alone. She would have just kept holding his hand and following him. "three."

When she finished counting, she still didn't see Sheng Zhimo.

"Okay, forget it if you don't come out. I'm leaving. You can find a way to get out on your own." She walked forward angrily, but saw a familiar figure at the door of a house.