Master Leng's Beloved Sweetheart

"Ma..." An Yueru trembles and calls, but her eyes are full of expectation!

Does she have that chance?

Tian Zi is smiling. Patting an Yueru on the back, she said in a soft voice: "Yueru, don't worry. Mother will help you with this

An Yueru relies on her in her arms, with some expectation and fear in her heart. More or yearning for Leng Yiming.

If so. Leng Yiming is her man. Isn't she protected by him all the time, and he likes her. She has the final say in every matter. When the cold home is not her, what is she?

In this way, an Yueru's heart is a beautiful life in the future.

Tian Zi thought about it. She whispered in an Yueru's ear, "Yueru. During this period of time, you can find a way to ask Xin An to come to the hospital for an amniocentesis to see if the child is cold, and then you can tamper with the result. If the cold home asks you to prove whether the child is cold home or not. We also have a defense. And then Xin'an, we... "

An Yueru listens carefully. Eyes, eyes with a little bit of ruthless!

Shinan!

She wants her man back!

……

Chengyuan.

Xin an and Leng Yiming take the supermarket as a gift, a shopping cart, home. As soon as she put it down, Xin'an got up to look for the medicine box: "you wait for me."

Leng Yiming doesn't want to go to the hospital, but Xin an can't ignore the wound on his forehead. He finds the medicine box in a hurry. Xin an sees Leng Yiming get up and want to go away. She doesn't know where the strength comes from. She grabs him and lets him sit on the sofa. The curtain beside him flutters slightly in the autumn wind

"Where are you going? Sit down for me

Xin'an drank angrily, but the action on her hand was very gentle. She stretched out her hand to lift his hair. She breathed a sigh to the wound on his forehead: "does it hurt?"

Xin an asked softly, his face is distressed: "otherwise, we'd better go to the hospital to have a look, your wound is a little long..."

Leng Yiming, with a smile on his lips, pulls Xin'an over and sits in his arms. Her strong arms tightly confine her: "no, you can help me to have a look and it won't hurt."

Xin'an was hugged suddenly and was a little shy, especially the man's face in front of her made her unable to avoid. She would feel that she would kiss him carelessly if she lowered her head slightly.

"Leng Yiming, release me first..." Xin'an spoke softly, with a little shyness on her pretty little face: "I'll give you medicine."

Cold chess Ming but smile not language, a pair of dark eyes firmly lock her not lax.

Xin An is very shy, but there are traces of an Chenghai and an Yueru in her heart today, leaving a trace of impatience.

Leng Yiming didn't know what happened. Just at this time, he talked to her about what an Chenghai said: "wife, there's something I have to report to you in advance..."

In a word, Xin'an had a bad feeling in her heart.

Sure enough, the next second, Leng Yiming's hand around her waist was slightly tightened, and he said: "I nearly died three times in my life. The first time was when I fell into the river when I was eight years old and was rescued by my brother. The second time was when I was twenty years old and was beaten by others and almost killed. I just learned that the one who saved me was not my colleague, an Yueru..."

Xin An's breath slightly held, and Leng Yiming also stopped. Xin an pursed her lips and asked, "well, what's the third time?"

"The third time, when I was 28 years old, I met a woman named Xin'an in the hotel. Then, I bullied others..."

As soon as the words fall, Xin an blushes thoroughly and reaches out to push him away, but Leng Yiming holds him tightly.

"Then, I designed that people not only married me, but also bullied others, which made her pregnant with my child..."

With that, Leng Yiming's warm big palm pasted on Xin An's abdomen. The scorching temperature came in through her thin clothes, making Xin An's body soft.

"You say, what should I do?"

Leng Yiming's voice is gentle, gentle, with a little bit of tenderness, just like the autumn sunset outside the window, which makes people intoxicated.

Xin'an looked down at him, and suddenly felt that all the troubles in his heart had been swept away. She put her little hand on his shoulder and asked, "what do you want to do?"

The four eyes are opposite. Leng Yiming's mouth is full of laughter. Xin An's face is full of color

This man, already did not know when to begin to be deeply rooted in her bones.

Leng Yiming came close to her and gave her a kiss on the tip of her small nose, saying, "I think I'm responsible for her."

Xin an mouth with a smile, hook his neck hand slightly tightened, said: "OK, then you are responsible for it."

Leng Yiming smiles and hugs her tightly. Xin An is in a better mood. Then she says, "well, your brother and Where's your sister-in-law? "

Xin an deliberately said the word "sister-in-law". The man in front of her didn't move at all. She let her heart go down a lot.

"Originally, I didn't want to take the position of the cold master, and I didn't plan to take it from the beginning. But my grandfather has given it to me, and my grandmother insists on it. I can only think about giving it back later. Maybe you need to help me with this..." Leng Yiming said in a soft voice, and his head was big when he mentioned this. Then he said, "as for my sister-in-law, if you can help me, I owe you if you can't, because my life is so long, there will always be a time to pay back..."Xin'an looked at him deeply for a long time and didn't speak, then nodded, sat up from his arms and continued to deal with the wound on his forehead: "you can do whatever you want, I won't stop you, but you have to remember who you are responsible for..."

Leng Yiming cleverly embraces her without refuting, feeling the gentle action on her hand.

"Also, don't touch the wound with water, don't eat spicy things these days..." Xin'an patiently told him: "also, you have to deal with the things in the police station..."

Leng Yiming listened quietly. For the first time, he thought it was good for life to go on like this.

After treating the wound for Leng Yiming, Xin'an gets up and goes to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Leng Yiming follows her closely.

Xin'an pushes him out in shame. Leng Yiming just leans on the door and looks at her: "third young lady, are you sure you don't want me to help you?"

Xin an picks eyebrow, way: "can you?"

Leng Yiming didn't speak. He just rolled up his sleeve and went to squeeze her away. "From now on, you can't cook in the kitchen. Do you understand?"

Xin An said with a smile: "don't let me move, do you want me to do this until seven months later, I will get moldy..."

As soon as Xin'an's words came to the ground, Leng Yiming's phone rang. Xin'an helped him pick them up and put them in his ear. When he lifted his eyes, he saw his throat knot sliding up and down: "brother..."

Xin an didn't speak, and Leng Yiming's actions didn't stop, only his eyes twinkled slightly.

Hung up the phone, Xin an asked: "what's the matter?"

"Nothing." Leng Yiming responded with a smile, continued his action, and soon made three dishes and one soup for Xin'an. He put them on the table with all kinds of flavor and color, and said, "Xin'an, you eat first. I'll go out to see my brother and come back soon."

Xin an immediately got up, but also knew that he couldn't be stopped. She just tugged his clothes and stroked him, and said, "come back early."

Leng Yiming came close to her and pecked on her delicate lip. "OK, I'll come back as soon as possible."

When the door slammed shut, Xin'an suddenly felt cold in the room

……

In the small garden downstairs of Hongrui hospital, when Leng Yiming arrived, Leng Yihao didn't know how long he had been waiting there, and people around him talked about it.

"Did you see the news? The new leader of the Leng family is so handsome!"

"It's Leng Ye. I thought it would be the eldest young master."

"Who said it wasn't? After all, the young master had been working in Leng's group for a long time, and suddenly changed..."

Leng Yiming listened quietly, his brows locked, his pace quickened, he approached Leng Yihao and called: "brother..."

Leng Yihao looks back at him with a sad face, which makes Leng Yiming feel worse.

"Yi Ming." Leng Yihao calls softly, watching him step by step, but his heart is a little bit flashed by what happened these years. He tried his best for the position of the head of the family, for Shen Shuo, and for an Yueru. He finally got some things, but some things were lost forever. Looking at his younger brother in front of him, who always thought that he would not have too much threat to himself, he suddenly feels that he is a good man It's like a joke!

He once naively thought that Leng Yiming, the director of Jiangcheng police station, would not rob the owner of Leng's family again, but he accepted it!

Moreover, he also learned that this man likes his wife!

Even if the person he likes is Shen Shuo, but his own woman is coveted, no one will be happy!

Leng Yihao managed to restrain his emotion and said, "can't time be tolerant, Yiming? You know what Yueru is doing now, she..."

As soon as the word "Yueru" fell, the two men's faces changed slightly.

Leng Yihao narrows his eyes. The change of Leng Yiming makes him want to get a sneer!

Since he likes her, let's see how much he likes her!

"Yueru has just been pregnant with a baby, and her fetus is still unstable. Now if she takes care of her family, I'm afraid something will go wrong." Leng Yihao said softly, and then said: "and now we leave the cold house, I don't care, but Yueru, she just married for a few months, what people outside will say about her, do you have the heart?"

Leng Yiming frowned, but only said, "brother, there's no way to deal with this. This is what Grandma means."

"But you are the master of the cold family!"

Cold Yi Hao some gnash teeth of say this words, who also don't know the thought in his heart.

Leng Yiming pursed his lips slightly, and was about to tell Leng Yihao that he would give him this position sooner or later, but Leng Qunyi came not far away: "Yihao, hurry up, Yueru is not comfortable!"

When the words fall to the ground, Leng Yihao deliberately slows down, and Leng Yiming easily runs in front of him