Here comes your man!

Immigrants

That is to say, the child will stay abroad for the rest of her life and will not return to Z country. She will never have the chance to see her child again in her life?

Listen to Yan beast's words, Tang heart droops eyes, heart five flavor miscellaneous Chen, can't say is relieved, or lost.

In fact It's good not to come back.

If you don't come back, you can avoid the bad things in s city.

If she doesn't come back, she can stay away from things and things, not because she, a mother who can't see light, has been pushed to the forefront of the waves by public opinion and suffered from various criticisms.

It's just

Looking at Yan Ruisi's studio and thinking about the date of the photo she just saw and taken shortly after the baby was born, she will inevitably feel some regret in her heart -

if she can, she really wants to see how the child is, how is her life, whether she has been bullied and criticized because she has no mother, and her childhood is not happy.

At a glance, even if only from a distance, to make sure that the child is well off.

However, I'm afraid this idea will not be completed in this lifetime.

Because soon, she is expected to be brought back to the police station.

And this time, it may never come out again

Yan beast didn't know what Tang Xin was thinking. He thought she was still very secretive about what happened in those years, and changed the topic, "did you have lunch? Where's the kid? "

"Yes." Tang Xin pulled his lower lip and replied, "have you finished your work? There's some noodles left in the pot. Would you like some first? "

Yan beast thought of the meeting that had not finished, but left it behind in a second, "well, it's over."

"What about something to eat? I'll go get it. " Tang Xin said, did not see Yan beast's expression, directly into the kitchen.

The noodles have been put in the pot for a long time, and they are already pasted.

Originally, I was afraid that such a simple thing could not enter the eye of Yan beast, let alone paste it off?

Tang Xin cooked it again.

Just a person in the kitchen, looking at the white smoke curling up in the pan, thinking of the prison disaster he was about to face, Tang Xin could not help but wet his eyes.

……

Yan beast ran all the way from the conference room, sweating a lot.

He went into the bedroom to take a bath and change his clothes. He tucked in the quilt for his son who was snoring in bed and went out wiping his hair.

The huge living room is empty. The sunlight comes in through the French windows. It is bright and warm. In the eyes of Yan beast, it looks like an empty city.

The phone just flashed in his head, and his forehead suddenly jumped. As soon as the towel in Yan beast's hand was thrown, he would rush to the door.

There was a rustle from the kitchen.

Yan beast severely shocked, suddenly stopped the pace, turned and ran into the kitchen.

When he saw the one who was thinking about it, he stood by the counter and didn't go anywhere. He took a long breath and relaxed himself. He leaned back on the refrigerator a little, rubbed his eyebrows, and let out a faint smile from his throat.

Tang Xin has already put the noodles out and is washing dishes. When he hears the sound, he turns around and sees the tired man with his back against the refrigerator rubbing his eyebrows. He is a little stunned, "how did you come in?"

Yan beast did not answer, raised his eyes and gazed at her, his eyes dark and deep.

Straight eyes, see Tang heart heart straight flustered, unconsciously clench fist, want to retreat.

Before stepping out, Yan beast's figure has been over, covering most of the video.

"Strict beast" Tang heart trembled uneasily under the mouth, just vomited two words, was buckled shoulder to turn around.

The next second, a pair of strong arm, from behind the ring, put her into the arms, trapped between the chest and the cooking table.

Tang Xin is a little inexplicable. He doesn't know what Yan beast means.

In doubt.

As soon as the body sank, Yan beast leaned down, his jaw against her shoulder, and his warm breath came over. His voice was low and magnetic, like a poisonous insect, luring him, "can I help you?"

Tang Xin Leng two seconds, just react to come over what Yan beast said, "no, it's almost washed."

Said, while flustered hand, continue just unfinished work, wash pot.

There is a man close behind him. He can smell his hot breath, his steady heartbeat, and even his muscle lines can be clearly felt, and if there is no smell of shower gel and shampoo Tang heart anxiously swallows, the heartbeat suddenly disordered.

She secretly vomited, trying to calm herself down, but her cheeks turned red uncontrollably.

Nevertheless, the movements of the hands did not stop and did not seem to be affected.

However, the trembling voice revealed the inner tension and uneasiness, "how Why don't you dry your hair... "

Yan beast didn't answer immediately. Her hands around her waist tightened. She reached into the water and grasped Tang Xin's hand. She wrapped it tightly before she opened her mouth, "you can help me wipe it for a moment."“……” Tang moved his lips and said no. as soon as he got to his mouth, he remembered the text message sent by Lu Haoting and swallowed it back. "You let go and eat the noodles. I'll get the hair dryer."

Yan beast is a little surprised, obviously did not expect, Tang Xin will answer like this, think she is obedient today some abnormal, but can not say, where is wrong.

Maybe it was the phone call from the police, which made me a little nervous.

Yan beast did not think much, thin lips in her red cheek gently pasted, turned around and went to the restaurant.

Tang Xin stood in place, looking at the back of his departure, made a few seconds of stay, just took the steps, went to the bathroom to take the hair dryer.

Afraid to wake up Yan Ruisi who is taking a nap, Tang Xin closes the door by the way when he enters the restaurant.

Yan beast is sitting at the table, his movements are very elegant. He ate a bowl of noodles which is not uncommon. He is stunned to feel that he is eating in a high-grade restaurant.

That innate sense of nobility reminds Tang Xin of the woman he met in his lethargy on the day he left the detention center.

That man should be the mother of Yan beast.

Tang heart moved, want to ask, but feel to ask also meaningless.

How about knowing if that woman was the mother of Yan beast?

Nothing can change, can it?

Tang Xin gently pulled his lower lip, drooped his eyes to cover up his real emotions, walked over, quietly connected to the power supply, blowing his hair.

The purple hair dryer almost had no voice, and in less than five minutes, it dried the wet hair.

During this period, Yan beast never uttered a word, ate in silence, and was tossed by Tang Xin. He didn't worry if Tang Xin would accidentally knock him on the head.

Until Tang Xin cut off the power supply, ready to put the hair dryer back to the bathroom, the man who was silent all the time suddenly had an action and grabbed her wrist.

Tang Xin a Zheng, Yan beast has put down the chopsticks to get up, "just want to brush teeth, I go with you."

Tang Xin became red faced. He always felt that Yan animal brushing his teeth was an excuse. In fact, he wanted to do something else.

At noon, I was still in the company. Although it was the private lounge of Yan beast, it was a little beyond the acceptance range of Tang Xin.

But it's strange that I think it's too much in the daytime Tang Xin did not want to refuse at all.

Probably because of the future has been despair, will produce this, what does not matter the mood.

Back to God, Tang Xin gave a low hum and reached out to take the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen.

However, Yan beast took a faster step and collected the dishes and chopsticks.

Tang Xin looked at him and said nothing. He turned and walked towards the door.

One after the other, they left the restaurant, and no one spoke again.

The kitchen is next to the dining room. When passing by, Tang Xin subconsciously stops.

Realizing that she was waiting for Yan beast to join her, her face, which was already hot, was even more red. She lowered her head and quickened her steps, and hurried into the bathroom.

Her face was so hot that she put away the hair dryer in a hurry and poured cold water on her face.

Take a paper towel to wipe the water droplets on the cheek, creak answer - a crisp voice suddenly rings out in the quiet space.

Tang Xin Yizhen looks up and looks through the mirror to see Yan beast, who is closing the door. He has taken off his extra clothes. He has only a white shirt and black trousers. Several buttons on his chest are not buttoned up. They are open, revealing a large chest, clear texture lines and an unspeakable temptation of abstinence.

Tang Xin looks at, throat inexplicably hoarse, the paper towel in the hand can not help clenching some.

Aware of her gaffe, she quickly moved her eyes, secretly spit, and threw the paper towel that had been pinched out of shape into the garbage can.

As soon as I let the water out of the basin, I caught my wrist.

Yan beast did not know when to lean over, looked at her from a commanding position, thick eyebrows slightly frown, dark double pupil dye light displeasure, "how to wash face with cold water, want to get sick?"

He said it coldly. He took a towel to wipe Tang Xin's cheek, but the action was gentle as if he was treating the treasure of this life.

Tang Xin looks up a little, her eyes follow Yan animal's prominent laryngeal knot, and sweeps his firm chin with smooth lines, cool thin lips, high bridge of nose, narrow and deep eyes I can't help but feel a little trance in my brain.

If he gefan did not have an accident, she should fall in love with Yan beast in the near future.