Such action, inexplicably let her heart beat faster a lot: "well."

"Xiaoyou..." White ink cold looking at her, want to talk and stop.

"What's the matter?"

"We..." Yingqi eyebrow, tightly twisted into a knot, white Mohan looked at her, eyes full of expectations, careful mouth: "we, want a child."

Xiaoyou was stunned and looked at him foolishly. He didn't speak for a long time.

Children? She And Bai Mohan's children? She never thought about it.

Although, promised him to start over, their relationship now looks much better than before, but However, now all happiness, sweet, are too unreal, there is a feeling that will be lost at any time.

She is afraid of

"It doesn't matter. You don't have to rush to answer. We still have a lot of time." See her dilemma, white ink cold smile for her solution.

Although she said that, she felt a little uncomfortable. Sure enough, she still couldn't completely accept herself

The helicopter slowly landed on the lawn of Baijia villa, and the two men got off the plane together.

In the evening wind, there was some wind. Xiao you shivered slightly. The next second, a coat with body temperature covered her. Looking up, he saw that Bai Mohan stretched out his hand towards her: "let's go."

"Well." The heart beat slightly some acceleration, small leisurely small face crimson, cleverly follow him to go home.

However, no one thought that an unexpected person appeared outside the villa.

The smile on Xiaoyou's face froze in an instant. She never thought that this person would come to Bai's house!

"Gong Luoting? What are you doing here? " White Mo cold face, the tone is not good of ask a way, talk of, the small leisurely embrace in the bosom of more tightly.

Gong Luoting's eye light sweeps the hand that two people hold each other, sweeps the coat that belongs to white Mo Han on Xiaoyou's body, and finally settles on her scarlet cheek.

As a child, she took away her father's love. When she grew up, she took away Gong's family. Now, is Gong Xiaoyou going to take away her cold?

No! Cold is her, always her, no one can take away!

After today, Gong Xiaoyou, I see if you will continue to stay in the cold side!

Think of here, Gong Luoting raised her head, mouth across a decisive smile, eyes burning to see white ink cold, a word, a word, incomparably clear said: "I'm pregnant."

Cherish Pregnant?

Small leisurely body a stiff, big eyes full of doubt, how can sister pregnant? Is

White ink cold side eye, small leisurely all of reaction all by he took into the fundus of the eye, good-looking eagle eye dangerously narrow, tone cool thin, don't have a trace of emotion: "Miss Gong specially come here, is to tell us these?"

He also specially accentuated the pronunciation of "we" and held Xiaoyou's hand more tightly.

Gong Luoting lowered her head, lips overflow a smile: "cold, the child is yours."

White ink cold pupil suddenly shrink: "you!"

"Two months, that night." Gong Luoting light said, the Mou light does not have the trace from the small leisurely body to delimit, inside conceals an obvious provocation.

Gong Xiaoyou, no matter how fierce you are, you are a once unclean woman in Han's heart, but I am a clean and flawless woman who has only him from beginning to end!

White Mo cold silent ground fell into silence, Mou Guang hang down, dare not see small you.

He had been so eager to find the woman of that night, determined that the woman was his destiny.

Oh

It's really predestined. It's predestined.

Small leisurely straight looking at white ink cold, looking at him from the beginning of indifference, to later silence, heart, bit by bit cool down.

Gong Luoting said that when the child was Bai Mohan, how she hoped that the man could refute her and drive her away.

She didn't believe it was true, but

"Bai Mohan, what she said is true?" Even so, she wanted to give him another chance. In the past, they experienced so many hardships because they did not trust each other. This time, she trusted him once. As long as he said no, she believed him.

White Mo Han looks at her, but as soon as he comes into contact with the hot eyes, his eyes unconsciously move away, and his face is full of complicated looks.

He has nothing to say.

"Oh." Small you sneered, eyes from white ink cold body, moved to the palace Luoting body.

She raised her head and looked at herself with a smile, like a peacock who has been proud.

She won. It was beautiful and thorough.

Well, then, she helped them.

Turn around, at this time, small leisurely just want to leave here quickly, escape to a place without these two people.

"Xiaoyou!" Bai Mohan grabbed her hand, and her eyes were full of supplication.She didn't speak, she didn't move, she just looked at him so straight, with a kind of cold, determined eyes.

White ink cold so looking at her eyes without temperature, inside the piercing cold will he body temperature bit by bit of peel, for a long time, just slowly let go.

He won't force her any more.

Small hand, slowly from his palm out, turn around, without any nostalgia, turn around to leave cleanly.

Looking at the little figure a little bit from his line of sight disappeared, white ink cold heart seems to be empty.

Turn around, looking at the palace in front of Ting, eyes more cold.

"Cold..."

White Mo Han did not say anything, directly over the palace Luoting, into the villa.

"Hello, Lin Yue, find someone to follow my wife and ensure her safety." Hang up the phone white ink cold, eyes light heavy, looking at the mobile phone Xiaoyou photos, the heart seems to have a decision.

He won't force her, but he won't hurt her

……

……

Left the White House of small leisurely, at a loss helpless wandering in the street.

She has always felt that the beauty of this period is not real. Originally, it is not real.

Gong Luoting is pregnant for two months

"I have never been in love with Gong Luoting. I don't like her at all!"

"I didn't touch her. I was drunk that night and Luoting took care of me. Nothing happened between us."

Oh, never had feelings? Nothing happened? White ink cold, originally from the beginning you are deceiving me!

"Xiaoyou, we Have a child? "

"It doesn't matter. You don't have to rush to answer me. We still have a lot of time."

Bai Mohan's warm words are still ringing in his ears. It's really ironic.

Xiaoyou looks up with a bitter smile. She wants to cry, but her eyes are so dry that she can't even shed a tear. She is so sad that she almost forgets her breath.

Perhaps, the fate of her and Bai Mohan was doomed from the beginning, they Destined to be just passers-by in each other's lives.

"Ding Ling Ling --"

the mobile phone rang many times in the bag, and Xiaoyou picked it up.

"Hello, girl, why do you answer the phone now? Are you busy? "

"Uncle, I didn't hear you just now. What can I do for you?" Hearing Ji Yuxiu's voice, Xiao you manages her mood. She doesn't want to let uncle know about her for the moment.