Pampered Darling: 99 Yuan Sweet Wife

   "Hey, how many years old yellow calendar, don't expose it, okay? You are a powerful man, but in front of my woman, give me some face."

  Luo Xie winked at Su Qingqing and made a begging expression.

  Su Qingqing gave a snort, and her mood improved a lot immediately, "You two don't go to be gentle in the middle of the night, give me dog food."

   "Hey, we don't like to hear that. I know you're in a bad mood and came to drink with you on purpose. Why, you're not welcome?"

   After several times of contact, Lin Yao really wanted to be friends with Su Qingqing, aside from those misunderstandings.

  Luo Xie embraced his woman, leaning carelessly on the soft sofa, holding a glass of red wine and chuckling, "Why, do you want to escape?"

   "I told you that although our foster father is not very good-natured, he will not treat you like that, he is..."

  Luo Xie paused, as if organizing the language, before saying, "Yes, he is lonely and wants to see you."

   "Accurately, he wanted to see me because of my mother."

  Su Qingqing unceremoniously took a sip of the 82-year-old Lafite, not drinking it for nothing, "Well, it is a good wine after all, and the taste is so different."

   "Oh, you know the goods. This mouthful is all money." Luo Xie laughed wantonly, and the neat white teeth under the light were particularly dazzling.

  Su Qingqing kicked people out of anger, "Lin Yao, quickly drag him back to the room, and the wine will be left."

   "Hey, it's too much of you to take advantage of the fire. This wine is mine, there's no reason to leave it behind."

  Su Qingqing smiled, "Then it wouldn't be appropriate for me to keep someone, and it's not appropriate to drink wine. Are you not afraid that your Yaoyao will be jealous?"

   "Okay, it's getting late, let Qingqing have a good rest."

  Lin Yao reached out and twisted someone's waist, winked him to restrain himself, don't make trouble at this time.

  If Su Qingqing is not happy here, my brother may still cut him.

  Luo Xie sighed, even if he was reluctant to give up his good wine, he could only obey his wife obediently.

   "Okay, then let's go first. After the long night, you can enjoy the romantic time of the two of you. You can sleep with your pillow on your pillow, Qingqing."

   Before Luo Xie finished speaking, Su Qingqing really grabbed a pillow and smashed it on him.

   But his feet were about to run away, leaving only Su Qingqing standing there, stomping her feet angrily.

   Luo Xie, who killed a thousand knives, deliberately blocked her.

  Su Qingqing sat on the sofa angrily, sulking, thinking about picking up the red wine and calling for another sip, she immediately touched her flat belly.

  , she forgot that pregnant women can't drink.

  Su Qingqing hurriedly ran to the bathroom to induce vomiting. After trying for a long time, she was unable to spit out the two sips of wine she had drunk.

   The more she thought about it, the more panic she became, for fear that the child in her belly would be affected by drinking, so she quickly called Baidu.

   Seeing the comments on the Baidu webpage, Su Qingqing asked the professional obstetrician and gynecologist with extra caution. After getting a definite answer, the hanging heart fell.

  The more it gets late at night, when it’s still a foreign land, everything around is unfamiliar, and the long-lost loneliness floods into my heart.

   For some reason, Su Qingqing's nose gradually became sore, and she suddenly burst into tears while hugging her knees.

   "Liars, all are liars."

  Su Qingqing cried louder than ever, tears and snot running down her nose, crying like a little cat, no one was here anyway, so she simply complained loudly.

   "Damn uncle, bad uncle, don't care about you anymore, woo woo woo, I thought that uncle really hurts me, and treats me as a niece..."

   said that she once thought that she was just a **** at the mercy of others from beginning to end.

   But she still foolishly felt that she was the one who was much loved.

   The more she thinks of the sad part, Su Qingqing can't wait to cry and blind her eyes. The grievances in her stomach turn into tears, like turning off the faucet, the tears keep flowing.

After crying for a while, the injured kitten simply sat down on the cold floor, swiped to the "Big Devil" WeChat page with her phone, looked at the handsome and charming face of the man in the background of the chat, and burst into tears. It hurts to pump.

   "Everything is fake, woohoo, fake, you are all hiding from me, you are all lying to me."

   Tears dripped on the screen, and the tears soaked the screen of the mobile phone. Those eyes that were as red as rabbits were swollen like something. It was a pitiful death.

   But what really made her feel sad was that the thought of the Great Demon King wasn't sincere to her.

  Su Qingqing has been insomnia for the past two days, and every time she dreams, she dreams that the great devil throws her hand away, and the gate of Zijin Garden is closed.

   No matter how she cried, no one came to open the door for her.

   She is like a child abandoned by people all over the world. No one cares or loves her. Su Qingqing has absolutely no idea what to do.

   "Great Demon King, why don't you come to me, why... you all lie to me."

  Su Qingqing choked up, talking nonsense intermittently, crying not only loudly, but also extremely miserable, for fear that others would not know.

   Actually…

   The sound insulation here is really good, even if she cried all night, no one would find out.

   The woman's miserable and sad cries continued for a long time. After crying for a long time, she was tired and the tears on her face dried up. Su Qingqing's small body was so pitifully huddled in the corner of the sofa.

   Maybe too tired, crying and crying, Su Qingqing fell asleep in a daze, even so, her small mouth was always squirming, talking nonsense that she couldn't understand at all.

   Not long after, when Su Qingqing was unaware, the door of the hotel room suddenly clicked and opened.

   Then, a tall black figure approached her step by step.

   He noticed Su Qingqing's strangeness, squatted beside the sofa, reached out and stroked her little face full of tears.

   "I just left for a while, why did I cry like this."

   In the darkness, the man's low and hoarse voice was particularly charming, and the words were full of distress.

   Such a restless little guy still has one in his stomach, why is it so uneasy.

   sighed silently, the man worked hard without complaining, carefully hugged him in his arms, and walked towards the soft big bed.

  Xu was startled, the little thing in his arms moved, and then he immediately woke up and opened his red and swollen eyes, looking at the imposing man in front of him in disbelief.

   "Second...Second Master?"

   Su Qingqing's red lips trembled slightly, she couldn't imagine the man who was thinking about Zhao Siye at this moment in front of her.

   "How could the Great Demon King be here, I must be dreaming."

  Su Qingqing lowered her eyelids, couldn't help but smiled bitterly, laughing at herself, "The big devil doesn't want me anymore, I don't want me and the baby, how could he come."

  Su Qingqing, Su Qingqing, how long are you still deceiving yourself?