650. Chapter 650 The Little Devil’s Teeth【61】

"Is Xiaoshuai feeling sorry for his mother?" Luo Anning looked at his son kissing her in amusement.

The little guy raised his handsome head, his eyebrows were crescent, and his little mouth opened: "Hey!"

"Ha..." Luo Anning chuckled, her heart warm, she held Xiaoshuai in her arms, lowered her head and kissed him again and again on the face: "You are such a good son of mother! Mother loves you."

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees" the little guy kept saying in Martian language, which showed that he was in a very good mood.

The bedroom door was opened a crack, and Rong Yan leaned against the wall with one hand in his pocket. The words she said in the living room and the red eyes were like thorns, piercing deeply into his heart. .

Didn't he know that she remembered the conspiracy jointly designed by Mo Xiyan and Bai Qi? It's not that he didn't understand the pain in her heart, but sometimes he understood it too much, which made him blame himself and feel guilty. Open your mouth to comfort.

As a man, he is undoubtedly a failure as a husband.

He failed to protect her, allowing her to suffer such a design, and endured indelible inner suffering and pain.

He regretted and blamed himself, but none of these could restore time, and time could not be turned back.

All he could do was lead her to look forward, look forward to the future, and gradually eliminate the unbearable memory from his mind.

She told Xiaoshuai that Xiaoshuai had a sister or brother before him...

He was inevitably touched. Wasn't that child who had no chance to be born a pain in his heart?

That was their common child that he had been looking forward to day and night...

Hearing her faint sobs coming from inside, Rong Yan stood up quickly, unable to remain calm anymore, his face was filled with worry and anxiety.

I didn't care much, so I opened the door and strode in. As expected, I saw her raising her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes. Her red eyes and wet eyes made me feel pity for her, and it was so heart-wrenching. There were bursts of contractions, and he wanted to rub her into his arms and love and care for her.

Rong Yan stood in front of the bed, his hands in his suit trouser pockets secretly clenched, his face stiff, his deep eyes filled with endless light, as if they were the unseen planets.

Luo An Ning didn't expect him to come in suddenly. She wiped her tears for a moment, and then wiped her eyes angrily, "What did you come in for?!"

"How long are you going to cry if I don't come in?" Rong Yan spoke in a low voice, his thin lips pressed into a tight line.

"What does it have to do with you if I cry? Besides, I don't want to see you now, get out!"

"An Ning, don't make trouble. You know I didn't mean that. If I didn't love Xiaoshuai..."

Luo Anning pointed at the door with a trembling index finger, turned her face away and said, "I don't want to hear it! Get out of here!"

Rong Yan frowned and took a step forward: "An Ning..."

"Get out! No matter how much I indulge Xiaoshuai or dote on him, you have no control over him! My son is mine. If you don't care for me, I will!"

After speaking with rage and endless grievance, Luo Anning hugged her soft and fragrant son tightly, as if it was her last life-saving straw.

Veins popped up on Rong Yan's forehead, but there was nothing he could do to her: "Shut up! I love you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but step forward to hug her, kiss her deeply, and his long arms took the mother and son into his arms and held her tightly.

The strength keeps tightening, and then tightening...

It seems as if what I am embracing is the most precious and fragile treasure in my life...