Chapter 142 (1/2)

Bai Xinyi blinked his big watery eyes and said, ”you are so handsome. Why am I in other people's bed? I am only in your bed.”

Said, she put a ring on Mu Yiyang's neck, quietly rubbed past, wrongly said: ”I want to hug, you said last time will give me happiness, the result I have been waiting for you, waiting for you for a long time, I really wait for you for a long time. You haven't held me for a long time

Mu Yiyang's body is stiff, letting the woman around her neck, whispering in his arms.

His heart, I don't know why, is so painful.

Never had the pain.

It's like a dagger with a barb. It's ferociously inserted into his heart. When it's pulled out again, the barb also involves his flesh and blood. It's painful.

Who is he that she said?!

Mu Yi Yang doesn't move, but Bai Xin Yi's small hand is very dishonest. He tears open his chest a little bit.

He clenched his fist tightly, and his nails were embedded in the flesh of his palm, exuding golden blood.

Her tenderness at the moment once belonged to another person.

His deep eyes are no longer cold and indifferent, but empty loss.

”Enough! Bai Xinyi! That's enough! ” He roared out.

Her action, panic at the man in front of him, ”why yell at me? What did I do wrong? ”

Her hands are shaking. Is she going to lose him again?

But what did she do wrong?

She looked at him wrongly, and a string of tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes, ”am I going to lose you? I've been waiting for you so long. Why don't you come? You said you would give me happiness, you said I would wait for you. You lied to me, didn't you? ”

She wept around his waist.

”Please, take me with you. I don't want to be tortured by Yelo. He gave me some strange medicine. I'm going to forget what you look like. Please, take me away... ”

Mu Yi Yang ruthlessly pushed away Bai Xinyi, and there was only one piece of ice cold in his eyes.

”Don't be so hypocritical. Talk after drinking. Bai Xinyi, are you waiting for me? ”

His voice was chilling to the bone.

She laughed, tears across the pale cheek, rolling on her raised mouth, ”I'm waiting for you, all the time, I'm waiting for you!”

She dropped her eyes and said in a low voice: ”really, can't you hold me again? Even once. ”

Mu Yiyang clenched his fist tightly, and the blood exuded had dyed the sheets red, with dazzling gold.

But he didn't feel the pain.

It doesn't hurt at all.

He wanted to hold her, but reason told him he couldn't.

Mu Yiyang suddenly smiles, slowly loosens his fist, pinches Bai Xinyi's chin, and says in a cold voice, ”damned woman, I'm heartbroken for you. Damn it! I'm telling you, you're just my fertility tool, okay? Fertility tools. ”

Those four words, he said very seriously, seemed to vent all the pain in his heart.

Bai Xinyi slowly closed her eyes and nodded weakly. She felt her stomach, and her voice was almost dumb to release a voice: ”I know. The promise is false. ”

Big drops of tears rolled down, she said: ”Mu Yichen, I will take good care of your baby.”

She didn't talk about us.

Because she knows that fertility tools don't match our vocabulary.

For him, the baby in his stomach is his, not her.

She laughed, as gorgeous as the fire tree.

Mu Yiyang's body was stunned, and his heart seemed to stop.

He looked at her cold pale face, but hung a strong and soft smile, his heart inexplicably tight, word by word said: ”open your eyes, look at me, tell me who I am!”

Bai Xinyi's clear eyes looked at the man in front of her. There was a deep and pure love in her eyes. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked his cheek and said softly, ”it's you, Mu Yichen.”

”I've been waiting for you, Yi Chen...”