Tang Chong was sent to take care of her, and he was very happy with the job.

After closing the door, Tang Tang Tang took an apple out of the refrigerator. She asked Tang Qing, "do you want to eat it?"

Tang has a weak look at her.

"I don't think you have any appetite." She had a bite of her own, and had no conscience.

"Eat as you eat, will you not talk?"

Tang Chong lightly Tut, went to look at the weak Tang Qing lying in the hospital bed.

She leaned against the head of the bed, her hair fluffy and coarse, yellowing slightly in the sun. Some open collar, delicate and white skin, overlapping countless ambiguous traces, from the root of her ear, gradually spread to the clavicle

Along those traces, outsiders can guess what kind of treatment she has suffered during this period.

Tang hot has seen strange, these days, she did not see those kisses disappear.

The old fade, the new has been re dyed, if not for her body really can not do, she would have been on the two men do not know how many times.

However, it can be seen that the two people who do whatever they like on the island can restrain her. They are still a little different from her.

If Tang Qing could be smart and make good use of this difference, she might be able to live a better life on this island.

But if you look at her now, you can see that this guy's head is not very good.

Tang Lang finished eating the apple and sat by the bed looking at her.

Tang Qing narrowed her eyes for a while, and finally opened them in Tang's burning eyes. She was a little impatient, "what's the matter?"

Tang ironed his head to stare at her face: "I heard that pregnant girls' skin will be very good, do you think?"

Tang Qing pushed her face away. "Have you had enough?"

"What is baby's feeling?"

“……”

"Do you feel it moving?"

“……” That's enough. "Only two months, how can it move?"

Tang's eyes were bright, "Nah, I said, can you let me touch it?"

"What?" She didn't keep up with her rhythm.

"Can I touch your stomach?"

"Stop it." Tang Qing is a little weak. Tang Chong is three years younger than her, but she thinks they have a generation gap.

"Let me touch it. You know I can't have it in my life. You're really lucky, you know? I haven't seen anyone taking medicine, but I can still have my own children... "

Tang Qing was stunned.

She felt the sincere envy from Tang's words.

If it's her, knowing that the girls in Tangmen are pregnant, they may have such emotions

Being able to own one's own flesh and blood is a right deprived from the beginning.

She gently grasped Tang's hand and pressed it across her clothes on her flat abdomen.

Two months later, the baby inside is still just a small embryo, and her abdomen is even as flat and thin as it used to be. There is no difference in touching the past with the usual way.

Tang ironing could not help but stick his face up, like an ignorant child, murmured: "I seem to hear it moving."

Tang Qing silent smile, how can? It's only two months old.

Tang Lang raised his head and looked at her with bright eyes: "Tang Qing, shall we give birth to it?"

She was expecting a baby of her own.

Tang Qing shook his head: "they don't allow it."