"Ah The skin is mercilessly rubbed on the ground, her palm quickly abraded a layer of skin, Qinchu blood. But she didn't care about the pain at all. She quickly raised her head and looked at Mengmeng.

This is her cute. When she left, he just slapped her like a piece of tender tofu. Now, he's this big.

"Gong Xiaoyou, how do you feel when you see your son but can't touch him?" Wen Sulian smiles, and Jiang Mengmeng embraces her.

For a moment, Xiaoyou held her breath and looked at her nervously, like a mother beast ready to attack the person who hurt her child. As if she had not seen it, Wen Su Lian poked her fingers at her cute little face. The fierce color on her face slowly faded and replaced it with kindness. "If my child is still alive, maybe he will be as old as Meng Meng? Tut Tut, look at this child. His eyelashes are so long and his face looks like tofu. It's really cute. But I think the child is more like cold. "

Xiao you stares at her without moving. She can't hear a word of what she says. All the spirits are tight, her cute is still in this woman's hand. "Don't be so nervous, Xiao you. I think Mengmeng and I have a good relationship. How about this? Give me Mengmeng. Anyway, you and Han are still young. We can have another one. " Wen Sulian said with a smile, as if she didn't realize that she was talking about a ridiculous thing.

Xiao you's snow-white teeth clenched his lower lip tightly. For a moment, he opened his mouth coolly: "Wen Sulian, you are a madman." "Crazy? Ha ha, I wish I were crazy, so I won't suffer so much! " Wen Su Lian said with gnashing teeth, her voice fell, her eyes fell on Meng Meng's body, and suddenly became gentle again. "But it seems that you won't agree with me. That's a pity... "

She looked at Mengmeng eyes gradually cold up, her hand also slowly moved to Mengmeng white neck.

"What are you going to do?" Xiao you screamed, her voice broke, she could feel the smell of blood from her throat. But now, where can she look after herself? She's afraid that if she doesn't pay attention, Meng Meng may

As if feeling the danger, Mengmeng, who was still in a sweet sleep, suddenly woke up and burst into tears.

"Oh, I'm just joking. Don't be so nervous."

"You..." Xiao you holds his fist tightly and his heart beats fast.

Mengmeng is still crying with her mouth open, which is particularly harsh in this big empty warehouse.

Wen Sulian was obviously a little impatient, and her eyes were staring at Mengmeng fiercely. She said angrily, "don't cry! Cry again and I'll kill you! "

As she spoke, she lifted Mengmeng up. "No!" Xiaoyou screamed and held out his hand, half kneeling on the ground. "Aunt Wen, I beg you, please let Meng Meng go. He's just a child. He's only been in this world so long. What are you dissatisfied with? Come to me! Even if you come to me, I promise that I will never fight back

Wen Sulian stared at her for a long time, but she didn't really drop Mengmeng. She slowly put her hand down.

Xiaoyou was relieved.

"Gong Xiaoyou, does it hurt?" Wen Su Lian tiny Mi Mou son, meaning has to point of ask a way.

Xiaoyou doesn't understand.

"I'm asking you, does your heart hurt?" Wen Sulian took a long breath, looked at Meng Meng in her arms, gently shook and coaxed him. "At the beginning, the doctor told me that when my child left me, I was more painful than you are now, a hundred times more painful! A thousand times

“……” Xiaoyou gasped low. Of course, she understood Wen Sulian's feelings, but so what? Is it necessary to compensate with Mengmeng when her child is gone? For what?

"I have begged God, but who has heard my request? My child, after all, left me. So, Gong Xiaoyou, why do you beg me today and I will listen to you? Well Wen Su Lian sneered and slowly put Meng Meng on the ground.

Xiaoyou stares at Mengmeng and instinctively wants to protect her, but the man behind her is like steel, holding her tightly so that she can't move.

"No! no Aunt Wen, please let him go! He is also your nephew and grandson Xiao you is crying with grief.

"Nephew sun? Ah, from the moment of Wen fan's death, I and the Ji family are irreconcilable. What nephew and grandson, they are just my enemies Wen Sulian took out a dagger, and the cold light reflected on her white face.

Just now, Meng Meng kept crying, but at this time he stopped crying. His big black and white eyes looked at Xiao you, full of doubts. "I'll let you have a taste of my pain today. Gong Xiaoyou, do you know why I have to let you come here? Because, I not only want to let this small base breed give me, give Wen fan, give my dead child to be buried with. I also want to be in front of you, let you see him with your own eyes, is how painfulLittle by little, little by little Wen Sulian smiles cruelly and pats Meng Meng's face with her cold blade. It seems that this is the only action that makes her feel great.

"Wen Sulian! You devil! You're going to die! " Xiao you crawls forward desperately. Her fingers are worn out of blood by the rough ground, but she doesn't feel it at all. She just moves forward. "I can't die!"?! Ha ha ha, then you have to die! " Wensulian stood up, the door of the warehouse was opened, the salty sea breeze was blowing, she looked outside, tears fell down her face. "Wen fan, do you see it? Today, I will sacrifice you with the blood of this base breed.

You wait. I'll be looking for you and the baby soon. I want to wait for you, van

"No! No Small you cry heartbroken, she desperately stretched his hand, want to touch that little person.

It's so close. Why can't she reach it? Almost, almost!

"Gong Xiaoyou, take a good look at him again, because Well, soon you'll never see him again. Ha ha ha ha ha... " Wen Sulian looked up at the sky and laughed. Suddenly, she stopped laughing. The dagger in her hand flashed cold and suddenly fell from the air.

Xiaoyou's heart also seems to stop in this moment.

Everything is still.

It's too late

After all, she couldn't stop it.

"Bang!" A broken sound. Yes, the shot!