Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

Does this man rarely drink alcohol?But a person with a calm personality like him is indeed a type who never drinks alcohol.

I usually see him drinking in a very small amount, and there is absolutely no case of getting drunk.

"Liar, why are you her? She hates me the most, she won't stay by my side, she doesn't even want my child." Ji Mo's trembling voice was filled with the deepest pain, and he pressed his hand on the On the head, there was great grief, "My child, my only relative, I was so looking forward to his arrival, but she beat him."

Mu Baoer's heart trembled, seeing him holding his head in pain, she never thought he would be so sad.

She thought that after a while, he would forget, after all, how many men would really care about unborn children.

But his current appearance is more like the pain engraved in his soul, even if he is drunk, he still can't forget it.She never knew that a lie from her would make him suffer so much all the time.

"He... how could he be your only relative, don't you have family?" Mu Baoer couldn't help asking.

"Family? Yes, I actually forgot. I also have a father. He is a great man. He adopted me and raised me. Everything today is thanks to him." Ji Mo took a sip Liquor, laughing unrestrainedly, talking about father without a trace of respect.

Mu Baoer was amazed that it must not be easy for someone to have a son like Ji Mo. In fact, she was quite curious about who he was, who actually raised such a powerful man as Ji Mo.

"At least you still have someone to adopt you, so you don't have to be an orphan. You should be grateful to him. Why are you acting disdainful? You really don't respect the person who raised you. Moreover, it's all because of his care that you can achieve what you are today. The fruits of education."

She was abandoned since she was a child, and she felt that it was enviable to be adopted and cared for, at least she didn't have to be displaced, living in panic every day, Ji Mo was so disdainful, and she didn't know the blessings.

Ji Mo laughed loudly, and could barely hold the bottle: "You are right, I should be grateful to him, for his 'hard work' in cultivating me. Do you know how he cultivated me?"

Seeing his strange tone, she suddenly felt a chill in her heart, and looked at him silently.

"Do you think it hurts to be hit by a bullet?" Ji Mo asked suddenly.

"Of course." Mu Baoer couldn't help but think of Feng Mu Weihai's shot, which not only hurt her body, but also hurt her heart.

She thought that she would never experience such pain in her life.

"But I don't feel any pain. The bullet hit me. For me, it doesn't hurt much."

Ji Mo's misty voice was tinged with confusion, and there was a subtle smile on his lips.

"Because people are adaptable. When you get used to a more painful experience, the so-called pain will become painless. Can you feel that feeling? Every nerve in the body is desperately Convulsions, every cell in the body is pierced like a sharp needle. The pain goes deep into the soul, but it is everywhere, no matter how you roll, you feel that life is better than death, you can't resist it. "

Mu Baoer was horrified when he heard that, what he said was more terrifying than the torture in hell, is it true?How could it be possible, how could he suffer from such a cruel and inhumane experience with such a noble background.

However, his tone was so sincere, without any pretense.