Ye Ningbai was moistening the corners of his eyes, and his face was full of piety that he was willing to sink into despair. Gong Qiming held Ye Ningbai's back of his head with a big hand. His long eyes, which had always been sharp as a knife, were dyed with a terrifying red color, but he did not notice that he suddenly changed his position. Ye Ningbai's face turned pale.

Just as the lips and teeth were connected, Ye Ningbai could no longer hold it back: "Vomit--"

Ye Ningbai fell into a drowsy dream. She dreamed that she was only a little girl as tall as a small flower bed. A group of children dressed beautifully and beautifully than Barbie dolls spoke the sharpest words. Xu Manrou pointed at her: "Let's not play with her. She is a bastard for servants. Her dirty blood will stain us!"

Ye Ningbai held the wound that was pushed and cut out and refused to shed tears.

"She is mine. If anyone dares to touch her, I will beat him down!" A small back blocked in front of Xiao Ningbai. The small fist had no strength yet, but it was already particularly noble and intimidating.

In a quiet afternoon in the middle of the country, Ye Ningbai's French became the first place for the first time, but she hugged herself and fell in the corner:

Everyone says Ye Ningbai cheats - how could a village girl who hasn't even been to Paris Fashion Week? Because she is better than our Manman?

An Yaosi found her, and the grown-up figure squatted in front of her clumsyly, but why can't she coax her well?

An Yaos became impatient: "If I don't talk, I'll marry you!"

"What?" Ye Ningbai was stunned!

"The brides will laugh happily," Anyaus pointed at the two people who were full of happiness in front of the camera not far away.

The country of San Siro is beautiful, and sweet newcomers often come to film the opening days.

An Yaosi rubbed Ye Ning's red nose with a frizzy fucking finger, and his big hands were careful, but he threatened fiercely: "If you are unhappy, I will let you be my bride immediately!"

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

Suddenly the scene switched to the hospital scene. The overwhelming white was covered with bright red blood on the ground. The top medical staff were in a hurry and the nurse with a serious look on their faces said: Young Master An’s blood type is very special, and the blood bank is in a hurry. Now only all close people can match blood type.

Xu Manrou frowned at the blood that spread all the way on the ground: I still have a very important court debate tomorrow, and blood transfusions are afraid that it will affect my condition.

Ye Ningbai pounced on him regardless of everything. The despair was so clear that she would tremble whenever she recalled. Ye Ningbai could still recall it. She was willing to give all her blood and hope to An Yaosi's mood. If she did it ten thousand times, she would not change!

But why, when Anyaus was sentenced to become a vegetable forever, he disappeared completely for a year!

On the contrary, Xu Manrou accompanied An Yaosi and witnessed all kinds of recovery miracles?

But the year was blank, but I found that Xu Manrou, who was An Yaosi's favorite, had become An Yaosi's wife and even more a ruthless and cunning woman who could do everything she could!

Why? What happened that year? But as long as Ye Ningbai thought about it hard, his head would be so painful that it would soon crack!

"You should have children." Grandpa's unwilling voice sounded in Ye Ningbai's mind in chaos.

Ye Ningbai's sweaty brows were so tight that he felt uncomfortable, as if he could feel that something bad would happen even in his dream.

"Orange, don't make a fuss, little baby, go to bed quickly, I'll be with you in my dream, laugh with you and you're tired, and snuggle with you." But what jumped into Ye Ningbai's mind was a nearly warm picture, which made Ye Ningbai, who was frowning, quiet down strangely, humming a soft tune, and the naughty and anxious bulge on his abdomen slowly quiet down.

Child...If she and An Yaosi had their child, Ye Ningbai would have been looking forward to it with a sad look, would it be such a peaceful and beautiful scene?

But suddenly, a pair of long eyes that were so sharp that they could cut their souls suddenly broke into the picture. He was like an evil god who controlled all life and death. He tightly pinched Ye Ningbai's slender wrist and fixed it on his head: "Remember, who is your man!"

Then he crashed into the depths of Ye Ningbai's body!
Chapter completed!