Sheng Youting listened to Yu Lan say that he didn't want to live anymore, his heart tightened for a while, he ran upstairs faster and faster, his breathing was rough during the run, and the gas fire in his eyes burned all his good thoughts about accumulating virtue for Yu Lan and the child.
As Meng Shaoqian said, Qibao is Yu Lan's life, Qibao is gone, and Yu Lan's life is gone Sheng Youting put down Yu Lan, covered the quilt and walked out of the room, he was scared of his gloomy body, the bodyguard followed hard, Sheng Youting said coldly, "If you can't find Miss, you will die blindly."
Yu Yi hid in an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs with Qibao, Qibao kept touching Yu Yi's face, suddenly kissed her on the face, and then smiled.
Yu Yi knew that her voice was different from Yu Lan's, so in order not to let the child be restless, she didn't speak.
When Shippo kissed her on the face, she frowned, then tightened her brows and slapped Shippo in disgust on the face "Little bastard, my face is yours, can you kiss it?"
Qibaoleng for a second, and when he reacted that he was beaten by his mother, he cried "wow" and cried "Mom, Mom" Yu Yi threw Qibao on a pile of old strips of cloth, "Who is your slut mother, don't call me again, cut off your tongue so that you can't shout" Qibao fell on the pile of fabric, but fortunately it was still soft and there was no big problem.
She always thought that climbing the window and not talking were all because her mother wanted to play peek-a-boo with her, she always thought that the fragrance was different but her mother was a little different today, but the moment her mother's voice changed, she was still scared and panicked.
Qibao couldn't walk at the age of two and a half, and while crying heartbreakingly, she crawled down the pile of fabrics, trying to crawl to her mother to ask for comfort, maybe her mother didn't mean to hit her, maybe her mother just missed her and let her fall to the ground.
In the process of crawling towards Yu Yi, she suddenly rolled off the pile of cloth strips, fell to the concrete floor, and hit the ground with her forehead, with a "bang" sound Usually wrestling, my mother comes to pick her up, but now my mother doesn't pull her when she falls so much on her forehead, and she is still scolding her.
Qibao could only sit on the ground when he got up, looking at Yu Yi, stretching out his hands to hug him aggrievedly, and kept shouting "Mom" in his mouth, his voice became more and more, tearing his heart and shouting "Mom, hug, hug Qibao." ” Yu Yi looked at Qibao, this child is so tall, let alone three years old, "You can't walk when you're so old, are you lame, little bastard, it must be your mother's lack of virtue and doing too much to make you lame" Yu Yi saw that Qibao looked so much like Yu Lan, this child was definitely not Sheng and Ting, but it was such a child, because he looked like Yu Lan, so every time Sheng Youting hugged him, he was very affectionate.
Does everyone have to look like Yu Lan?
Yu Yi took out the blade and approached Qibao's face, "Little bastard, if I cross out your face, you don't have to look like your mother, right?"
Qibao was born prematurely, congenitally underdeveloped, easy to get sick, almost growing up in Yu Lan's doting, all dangerous things Yu Lan will take the trouble to tell Qi Bao, stay away.
Like sockets, like smoking water, like knives and everything sharp.
Qibao was so frightened that she avoided her face, she couldn't believe that this was her mother, that she wouldn't scold her, that she wouldn't throw her away, that she wouldn't get close to her with a blade. t1706231537: