Chapter 650

"Is Xiaoshuai in love with his mother?" Luo Anning looked at her son kissing her with a smile.

The little guy raised his handsome head, with curved eyebrows and eyes, and a small mouth: "Yi ah!"

"Ah..." Luo Anning chuckled, his heart warm, picked up Xiaoshuai in his arms with both hands, bowed his head and kissed him again and again on his face: "what a good son of mom! Mom loves you."

"Yiya... Yiya..." the little guy said to Mars one after another. I could see that he was in a very good mood.

The bedroom door with a slit was opened. Rong Yan's back with one hand in the bag leaned against the wall. The words she said in the living room and the red eyes pierced into his heart like a thorn.

He didn't know that she thought of the plot jointly designed by Mo Xiyan and Bai Qi. He didn't understand the pain in her heart, but sometimes he knew too much, so he blamed himself and didn't know how to comfort.

As a man, he is undoubtedly a failed husband.

Without protecting her, she suffered such a design and suffered indelible psychological suffering and pain.

He regretted and blamed himself, but these can't save time. Time can't go back.

All he can do is to take her forward, look forward to the future, and gradually eliminate the unforgettable memory from his mind.

She told Xiaoshuai that before him, Xiaoshuai had a sister or brother

He was inevitably touched. Was it not the pain in his heart that the child who was not born?

That's their common child he looks forward to day and night

Hearing her faint sobbing sound from inside, Rong Yan put up his body and couldn't calm down any more. His face was full of worry and anxiety.

Not caring for many people, he pushed open the door and strode in. If he really saw her raising her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, the red eyes and wet eyes, which made me feel pity at first sight and made people's heart tighten. He wanted to rub her into his arms and love her.

Rongyan stood in front of the bed, his hand in his suit trouser pocket clenched, his face stiff, his deep eyes with endless faint light, as if it were the planet that could not be peeped into.

Luo Anning didn't expect that he would suddenly come in and wipe his tears. Then he wiped his eyes angrily, "what are you doing in here?!"

"When are you going to cry until I don't come in?" Rongyan's tone was low, and his thin lips closed into a line.

"What's it to you that I cry? Besides, I don't want to see you now. Get out!"

"Peace, don't make trouble. You know I don't mean that. If I don't love Xiaoshuai..."

Luo Anning's index finger trembled and pointed to the door. Don't open your face and said, "I don't want to hear! Get out!"

Rong Yan frowned and stepped forward slightly: "peace..."

"Get out! You can't control how I indulge Xiaoshuai or spoil him! My son is mine. If you don't hurt me, I'll hurt you!"

The words were angry and endless grievances. Luo Anning hugged her soft and fragrant son with one hand, as if it was her last straw.

Rongyan's green veins burst on her forehead. However, there was no way to her: "shut up! I love you!"

The words fell, and he came forward and hugged her, kissed her deeply, and took advantage of the situation with his long arm to hold the mother and son in his arms and hold them tightly.

Keep tightening and tightening again

As if embracing in my arms is the most precious and fragile treasure of my life