Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 470 The Little One Is Missing (4)

Ruoling,...

"Huangfu Jianchen, you have changed!"

Huangfu Jianchen narrowed his eyes, "Oh, what was I like before?"

"I remember that you used to be very devoted and gentle to Mi Yao, and you always silently guarded her behind her back. Why do you like...playing hooligans so much now?"

"I'm still very gentle with Mi Yao, but I just like to play hooligans with you. What's the matter, aren't you convinced?" The man raised his eyebrows and lowered his eyes to look at her.

Ruo Ling was speechless, she pushed him twice again.

...

Seeing her obediently shutting up, Huangfu Jianchen also stopped. He put most of the black umbrella on top of her head, and his handsome shoulder on the right was wet by the rain.

……

Huangfu Yueming held up an umbrella to look for Xiao BuDian, he pursed his thin lips, and the cold air exuding from his whole body almost melted into the gloomy rain.

The little guy got lost, he has a lot of responsibility, he has not been a loving father in the past three years, a big man with a child, many problems.

Every time at this time, he felt that he should find a woman, a mummy for the little boy. No one in this world could replace mummy's love.

Le Yishuang is very devoted to the little one. He has considered it carefully. With Le Yishuang's character and family background, he can be the little one's mother. Women have their own thoughts. After marriage, she wants to have her own child. How can he Maybe she got what she wanted, a large part of the reason why he married her was for the little one, he didn't have the time and energy to get in touch with other women.

However, he ignored what the little one needed.

Xiaobudian doesn't like Le Yishuang at all, even because of Le Yishuang, he feels that Daddy doesn't love him, and he feels that he is alone and very lonely.

Xiaobudian likes Mi Yao, and he is also a little strange. Just now, without even thinking about it, he suddenly asked where Mi Yao was when Xiaobudian needed her, and what was he thinking at that time?
There are many suitors around her, no matter how you look at it, Mo Luosong is an eyesore, Huangfu Jianchen still has some thoughts on her, doesn't he think it's not enough, and he wants to join in?

What the hell, how could he compete with so many men for a woman, it's too low and cheap.

Think about yourself, born handsome, tall and straight, such external conditions are highly anticipated even in the sea of ​​people, he is still the president of country Z, every inch of loess here belongs to him, he can turn his hands for Clouds cover hands as rain, how could he let himself down to this point?
He didn't even look at how many women wanted to climb into his bed, so why did he need to be jealous for a woman?
Thinking of these, Huangfu Yueming straightened her back, and finally regained a little confidence and sense of existence.

At this time, a soft and anxious call sounded in his ear, "Little boy, little boy, where are you?"

His eardrums moved, it was Mi Yao's voice.

He turned around immediately, looking for the sound.

Mi Yao is in front, her petite figure running in the rain, looking for the little one while running, it can be seen that she is no less worried about losing the child than he is.

Huangfu Yueming raised his resolute jaw, showing a bit of arrogance, Minxue is his son, what should she care about?
Humph.

At this moment, "Oops", Mi Yao tripped and fell into the rain.

Huangfu Yueming was startled, his brain hadn't thought about it yet, he had already taken a step forward, he walked in front of her in two steps, and said in a bad tone, "Why aren't you so stupid, you can even fall when you walk?"

Mi Yao's hand fell to the ground, it was already in pain, but when she looked up, the man laughed at her with a look of disgust, she immediately frowned tightly.

Without saying anything, she wanted to stand up by herself.

But after standing up twice, she fell to the ground again and sprained her ankle.

Before the little one was found, she threw herself down first. She was so stupid. A sense of frustration and powerlessness spread in her heart, as well as worries and fears. Her eyes became hot, and crystal tears fell down. The little boy , where exactly are you?
she cried?
she cried.

Huangfu Yueming froze, she didn't expect him to make her cry with a single word, I haven't seen her in these years, why is she still so weak?
He squatted down, stretched out his big palm to clasp her ankle, and said in a blunt and awkward tone, "Let me take a look."

Mi Yao glanced at him without being pretentious, and asked him to check her injuries.

"I sprained my ankle. I'll help you pick it up. It might hurt a little." He grabbed her ankle neatly, and then twisted it hard.

"Ah", Mi Yao cried out in pain.

Maybe she didn't realize that there was anything wrong with her voice, but Huangfu Yueming's whole body went numb, her voice was soft and delicate, it was easy for people to miss it.

He raised his eyes slightly, she was wearing a skirt today, he held her ankles, and her legs were separated, the more he looked up, the more taboo he felt, he felt that those thin white legs dazzled his eyes It hurt, her soft and smooth skin was under his fingertips, he immediately rolled his Adam's apple.

"What's your name?" He frowned displeased, his voice already hoarse.

"It hurts, can't you let me be mentally prepared?"

"It won't hurt if I'm mentally prepared?"

"you…"

His attitude was really yin and yang, Mi Yao was choked, she was sad in her heart, but now she was even sadder, those bean-sized teardrops fell more fiercely than before.

"... "

Huangfu Yueming's tall body was as stiff as a sculpture, she watched him cry, her black hair was wet from the rain and stuck to her delicate cheeks, her big beautiful eyes were full of tears, but after the baptism of tears, The more black and white the eyeballs were, the brighter they were, and he suddenly felt as if his heart had been scratched by the paw of a little milk cat.

"Stop crying!" he reprimanded in a low voice.

He was upset by crying.

"I cry mine, what does it have to do with you?"

Huangfu Yueming glared at her, then turned his slender fingers, and gently massaged her ankle twice, "Does this hurt?"

His palms were thick and had calluses. Mi Yao felt itchy when he massaged her, and this movement was so ambiguous that she felt her ankles were burning in his palms.

"It doesn't hurt anymore!" She pulled back her foot vigorously.

But it didn't twitch, the man held it.

"What are you doing?" There was a look of color in her eyes.

Huangfu Yueming looked at her with frowning eyebrows, but didn't speak.

Mi Yao felt that his eyes became hot, and there were faint flames jumping in those bright narrow eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively kicked him, "Let me go!"

(End of this chapter)