Mr.Xia, let's be together

"Xia xuanzhe, do you want to occupy him?" is this her life? The meat that fell off her body was still delivered by caesarean section. Now she still has the ugly scar left by the knife edge on her lower abdomen. He can't want to take her child.

"Ke Xiaoxiao, what do you want me to do?" he looked at her tired. No matter how good his temper was, it was time to run out. At the moment, Xia xuanzhe's face was full of mountain rain.

"Get out of the way."

"Don't go." he hummed coldly, trying to kill.

Holding the child in one hand, she moved her hand to the finger of that hand and gently hooked it. She looked up at the man's face in front of her. She smiled coldly, "uncle, I don't owe you, get out of the way." she raised her hand and slapped Xia xuanzhe quickly. "Pa", the five finger mountain was immediately printed on his face, red and fresh.

The slender man covered it consciously, "Ke Xiaoxiao, you......" how much he thought about her, did she feel?

He gave up waiting for Ziran and just wanted to be responsible for her and Xiaoling Mo, but now she not only wanted to leave him with her children, but even beat him.

The man's self-esteem made him look blue. He had enough. The child is a child. She is a little child. "Ling Mo stays, you can go."

"No." if she wants to go, she will take the child away with her. She looks back at him firmly. He is tall enough and has a head. In terms of momentum, she is definitely not his opponent. However, she can't admit defeat. She refuses and glances around. Xia xuanzhe, he can't trap her again. He has taken the army away from her once. This time, she absolutely doesn't forgive him, Never forgive.

Xia xuanzhe reached out to rob the child, "give it to me."

With the sound of "wow", the sleeping child woke up because of the tearing of the two people. It seemed that he didn't sleep enough, and it seemed that he was frightened by the smell of gunpowder in the air. The little guy burst into tears.

"Good, don't cry, don't be afraid. Mom is here, and she won't leave you anymore." she coaxed softly, and tears fell down. How could she be willing to give up, her child.

Seeing her tears and thinking of what it meant for her that the child left her, the man's hand on the quilt slowly moved away, "do you really want to go?" the hoarse male voice was a little lonely. Yes, she was right. He could keep her for a while, but he couldn't stay for a lifetime.

"Yes."

Her expression was resolute and hateful. Did she hate him?

Hehe, it turned out that he was just so in her heart.

Leaning to one side, the slanting shadow sprinkled in front of her. He said softly, "go and take good care of Ling Mo, but I'll let you go only if you promise me one thing." he didn't even know that his voice was shaking with each word.

Wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her hands were still painful. That was the aftertaste of the slap she slapped him, "what?"

"You can't change your mobile phone number. In the future, send me a picture of your child every other month."

"That's it?" she couldn't believe it. After all, Ling Mo was also his child. He thought he would never let go of himself easily, but he didn't want to. His meaning seemed to be that as long as she promised, he would let her go.

"Yes." he whispered a word, but it was difficult to hide the boundless pain in the word. Let's go, let's go. Anyway, he had long been used to loneliness and desolation.