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Sheng Xiaoyi at the door of the fruit tray, want to follow up is not, do not follow up is not, for a time standing in place, do not know how to do.

Just now she went into the kitchen, cut the fruit and wanted to send it to them. Unexpectedly, when she came to the door, she heard the news that Liu Liu was pregnant.

Liu Liu is pregnant, pregnant with Sheng You Ting's child?

She was shocked. Before she could analyze whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for her, Sheng Youting came out. Seeing her was like not seeing it. When the air was ignored, she left without looking back.

She wanted to keep up with him, but thought that his face was full of blood, which was too scary, she finally gave up. Now Sheng You Ting, you'd better not bother him. If you don't get mad, she will be miserable.

Think of here, Sheng Xiaoyi walked into the study with a fruit tray.

Blood stains are all over the place.

The ground was in a mess.

Most of Sheng fan's body leaned against the sofa, his hands tightly covered his chest position, his breath was thick and hoarse, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his mouth was still murmuring, "am I wrong?"

"What have I done wrong? What have I done in my last life?"

Sheng Xiaoyi takes back his sight and walks to Shengfan. He shouts carefully, "Dad..."

Sheng fan lost most of his soul. With a familiar father, he found it back a little bit. He almost mechanically blinked his eyes and looked at Sheng Xiaoyi.

Her eyes were red, and she looked timid. She seemed to be afraid of him. But the fear was mixed with worry, and she was speaking to him with fear, "Dad, are you ok?"

Sheng fan waved his hand wearily, "it's ok..."

Sheng Xiaoyi bit his lip and said, "Dad, did he quarrel with you?"

"If it is, Dad, don't be angry. My brother's temper is like that. In fact, he just doesn't want to hurt his father. Don't let your body get angry..."

Sheng fan sighed deeply, "I know..."

Sheng Xiaoyi put the fruit on the tea table in front of him, "well, this is the fruit I cut for you personally. You can eat more or less to calm down."

Eat fruit, where does he still have mood to eat fruit?

Had it not been for her, because she was his daughter, he would not have

At the thought of that year, Sheng fan's anger did not hit a place, and even faintly showed signs of attack. However, on second thought, Xiaoyi can't remember now

It's no use saying anything.

All his Qi and fire can only be swallowed in his own stomach. Who calls him Laozi?

"Well, your uncle Luo has already asked the servant to clean up your room. Go back to your room and have a rest. Dad wants to be alone."

Sheng Xiaoyi pretended to worry, "but..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Sheng fan, "nothing can be done."

This time, he didn't have such a good temper any more, he said directly, "go out

Sheng Xiaoyi some grievances, "well, then I went out, Dad, don't be angry again."

Leave this sentence, Sheng Xiaoyi walked out of the study.

At the moment of closing the door, she heard a long sigh from Sheng fan. She didn't pay any more attention to it. She left directly. She was full of thoughts. Should she tell Ye Ying about Liu Liu's pregnancy?

Do you want to say it or not?

This is not a small matter!!

She had promised Ye Ying before that she would tell Ye Ying everything she knew. However, why did she hesitate at this time?

Sheng Xiaoyi, Sheng Xiaoyi, what are you thinking and hesitating about?

She fretted to grab a few of their own hair, it is a mess to grasp it, the heart seems to be just a little comfortable.

At this time, the sound of engine starting came from the old house. Sheng Xiaoyi ran to the window and popped his head to have a look. He only saw the rear end of a Bentley mousse.

Sheng Youting didn't pay attention to the wound on his forehead, biting smoke and speeding all the way. The speed was fast, as if the car was going to fly. He didn't care, but he was still accelerating regardless of everything.

He didn't know why he was driving so fast. He wanted to seek stimulation, or to concentrate and forget something. In short, when he really regained his mind, the car had already driven back to Shengyuan.

He parked the car in the garage, turned off the engine, but did not get off for a long time, just sat in the car in a daze.

In the garage in winter, there is no heating, but the car stalled for a while, and the car got cold.

He felt the cold, the cold, like a line of ice, along his fingertips into the body, and then open branches and leaves, crazy in the blood running.

He was frozen, his hands were frozen, his body was frozen, his bones were frozen, and finally, with his blood, they were frozen into ice and boiled to slag.Deep in the soul Cold.

He's so cold, he's really cold. Why is he so cold?

He reached out and tried to fold his coat around his body, but his fingers didn't touch anything.

He looked down and saw his blood stained sweater by the dark yellow light in the garage. After a long time, he suddenly gave out a "hissing" laugh.

Then the louder and louder the laugh, the more exaggerated the laugh, the same crazy smile, the tears of laughter are almost out, the laughter of all kinds of bleak, all kinds of heartache.

Where is a coat?

When he left the old house, he forgot to put on his overcoat at at all and came out like this.

At that time, why didn't he feel cold?

Clearly dressed the same, why did he not feel cold at all before, but now he is so cold that every corner of his body is too cold to be described by words.

Why??

He couldn't understand what he thought, as if all his thoughts had got into a dead end. No matter how hard he tried and how hard he tried, he couldn't get out.

"Why?"

His hand severely hit the steering wheel, a blue and a purple eyes, in the dim light, extremely frightening, heartrending roar, in the silent night, extremely clear.

The clarity was chilling, "why, why, why?"

Why did God make fun of him?

Why do people all over the world stop him?

He fell in love with her many years ago. It was he who met her first. It was him Love her first.

It's not Chunan.

Not far away, Xiang Qing was scared to shiver, "Mr. Song, young master, he is like this, really don't need to care?"

"No need." Song Li frowned and said, "you go back to inform everyone, no matter what sound you hear, you don't have to pay attention to it. You don't have to hear it. Do you understand?"