Hundreds of billions of pet marriage: wife, you are the biggest

Chapter 558

She pulled Mo Shiyi's body, crying, holding that cold and white hand, as if there was no way to separate it.

If you pull it forcibly, it will definitely hurt Ran Ran, but if you let her cry like this, it will definitely hurt the child.

A person flashed in Shangguan Ye's mind, and now he is the only one who can persuade Ran Ran in this dilemma.

He picked up his cell phone and was about to make a call.

"You don't need to look for it." Accompanied by a steady voice, a person walked in quickly, squatted down quickly, and supported Ling Ranran's huddled shoulders.

Ling Ranran seemed to have grasped the last straw and held it tightly. This familiar and sweet breath was like her tranquilizer. Only this breath could keep her from constricting her heart. So throbbing.

There is a fog in front of her eyes now, she can't tell who is holding her at all, and she can't see who it is that is resting on her back to comfort her. She only knows that she is like a A water-thirsty fish thrown ashore, in desperate need of comfort.

The images of Mo Shiyi and Mo Shiyi in her mind from childhood to adulthood were like broken fragments, ruthlessly inserted into every nerve in her brain.

"You don't know how to do such a simple question?" Although he was unwilling to give her the notes, although his words were full of complaints, and although he was very impatient, he still explained the topic to her himself.

"Bicycle? How many times have I taught you, can you still learn it? Forget it, I will do what I can to help you today, young master, and drive you back."

There is always such a boy in my memory, he is wearing a clean white shirt with the cuffs neatly rolled up.

Thin and straight, with a half-smile on his aloof face, he looks like a protagonist who walked out of a comic.

As if wearing the stars and wearing the moon, it slowly walks towards you, exists in your youth, and is immortal.

Although he will stay away from you sooner or later, pull away your memories, and leave together with those loves that were pulled bloody.But that's just leaving you, not leaving the world.

Bang... Memories are like mirrors dropped on the ground, all shattered.

Ling Ranran picked it up desperately, and didn't care if she scraped her hands bloody, but even if she held her hands full of shards of glass, she still couldn't piece together a complete Mo Shiyi.

"Ran Ran, don't cry, I'm here, I'll always be here." It's fine if Sylas Li didn't speak, but this opening seemed to pull Ling Ranran out of his imagination into the real world.

There were dense beads of sweat on her forehead, and cold sweat on her back, and she just looked at Sylas Li in horror.

As soon as Sylas Li caught her eyes, the hand holding her arm froze. He knew that the scene he was most afraid of, and even wished to avoid, was finally coming. This scene could not be escaped or avoided.

But she didn't hit him, didn't scold him, she just looked at him with that palpitating look, and this look became more and more like a sharp knife, lingering at him.

His deep eyes narrowed slightly, and now he really wanted her to vent out, beat him, scold him, it was better than completely blind obedience now, not knowing where their future would go.

Ling Ranran suddenly calmed down, let go of him, and forced herself to stand up with Ling Mingxi's hand. She looked at Shangguan Ye, "Uncle, can I stay here for a while? I want to be alone Here you go."

Shangguan Ye frowned, "But this is the morgue, it's very cold here..."

(End of this chapter)