"Who is Lu Hanting in your eyes? I believe that I have a high vision, not all women will like it, unless that girl has a beautiful face like you, and your intelligence, tenacity and courage It's a pity that you are unique in the world. Besides you, no one else can make me so excited. "

Xia Xiwan thought that he was good at sweet talk. She reached out to push him, "go away, don't press me, you are so heavy."

Lu Hanting took a look at her and released her.

Xia Xiwan crawled back to his quilt and looked at him with her small jaw. "So you only met your little bride once. Does she like you?"

Lu thought for a moment, "she grabbed my finger at that time."

"How did you pull it..." Xia Xiwan stretched out his little hand and slowly dragged his slender index finger in the palm of his hand, "ah..."

Lu Hanting's deep pupils contracted slightly, and the picture of years ago quickly appeared in his brain. At that time, he was only seven years old, and he stood by the cradle and looked at the little girl.

A little big baby was born not long ago. She was not as wrinkled as other children. She had been carved with powder and jade.

At that time, she was lying in the goose yellow blanket, looking at him with big black eyes. Her little hands danced in the air, grabbed his slender index finger and grinned at him.

Grandma's, fragrant, sweet, can show people's heart.

At that time, his mother teased him, "look, my little bride likes a ting very much."

Lu Hanting looks at Xia Xiwan's water eyes, her appearance suddenly coincides with that little girl.

Lu Hanting lowered his eyes and went to kiss her red lips.

But Xia Xiwan avoided, she quickly released his index finger, wrapped the silk in his body, and scolded him, "Mr. Lu, you are so terrible

“..”

Lu Hanting rolled his Adam's apple up and down to stabilize his breathing. Then he reached out and hugged Xia Xiwan in his arms. "Sleep!"

Xia Xiwan raises her small face in his delicate chest and makes trouble, but the harvest tonight is good. He talks about his family with her.

"Mr. Lu, your mother is How did you die? "

Xia Xiwan can feel that he loves his mother very much.

Lu Han Ting closed his eyes, a handsome face was calm, just slightly lifted his thin lips, "my mother was pregnant again later, my father didn't let her have a baby, gave her abortion medicine, when she was pregnant in July, she took a knife to open her stomach, took out the child, thought that the child in July could support, but the child was black and blue, and died, that's right It wasn't long before my mother committed suicide. She jumped into the river in red from the high platform of a Jiao's room, but her body hasn't been found. "

Xia Xiwan a stiff, she was shocked by this story, for a long time did not come back.

She didn't know how much courage a woman had to have and how desperate she was to take a knife to open her stomach.

At this time, Lu Hanting turned over, rubbed her delicate and warm body into his arms, and murmured, "wanwan, this time you sent it to me, I will never let you go again."