Chapter 295

Seeing the man drag Peng Yuan into the dark back lane, Tang Xiaoyan's eyes tightened, and he couldn't help calling Fu Yunqian to stop

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when Peng Yuan was dragged into the back lane, she felt nervous and wanted to cry for help, but her mouth was covered and her hand was smelly and dirty. Behind the man, also covered with decadent smell, disgusting she want to vomit.

Her legs were kicking on the ground, but she couldn't resist a tramp like him. She was dragged in.

"Stop..." In front of her, suddenly came a Jiao drink. Then, Tang Xiaoyan's anxious figure appeared in Peng Yuan's terrified eyes, and Fu Yunqian followed her.

Peng Yuan is a joy first, suddenly nervous again, keep to shake her head, signal her to go quickly.

But at this time, where can Tang Xiaoyan manage so many details? She thinks that Peng Yuan is dressed up brilliantly, and the man behind her knows that he is a tramp on the road. She has seen a lot of news about the robbery and killing of the woman who came home at night. Tang Xiaoyan subconsciously thinks that this man is trying to do harm to Peng Yuan. She quickly looks up and down at this man, with a slovenly long beard and messy long hair. March day, but some clothes, a pair of shoes toes also exposed outside, a look to know that life is not good.

Such a person is just short of money.

Tang Xiaoyan took a deep breath and yelled at him: "let her go. I have some money here. If you need it urgently, you should take it to the emergency department first. I have already called the police and the police will come soon. I advise you to take the money and leave quickly."

When the man heard her call the police, his whole face turned green: "you..." Then he saw the tall man hiding in the dark behind Tang Xiaoyan. The tramp gritted his teeth, grabbed the money in Tang Xiaoyan's hand, pushed Peng Yuan away and ran away.

Peng Yuan has been covered for so long. Her mouth was full of stench for a long time. When she was pushed by him, her body staggered forward. There was a low wall in front of her. Her head was heavily knocked on the wall and her body stopped.

But she didn't care to look at her forehead, so she threw up against the wall.

Before long, a bottle of mineral water and a paper towel appeared beside her.

Peng Yuan raised her scarlet eyes and looked at the elegant and beautiful girl standing in the dim yellow road light. The girl still had a familiar taste between her eyebrows, but her look became very strange.

Blood along Peng Yuan's forehead left, her neck around the mouth, there are several red choked bruises, if only an unrelated stranger. Tang Xiaoyan looked at it, maybe she would be more excited, but at this moment, in addition to handing her a tissue and water, she added: "we have already called the police. If you want to wait for the police here, or go back, it's up to you. Let's go first."

The kids are still waiting in the car. They can't leave for long.

As for the tramp, Tang Xiaoyan just regarded him as an ordinary tramp, and didn't study deeply. Of course, he added: "if you want to walk at night in the future, you'd better not go to such a remote place."

She and Fu Yunqian turned and left. Suddenly I heard Peng Yuan call her after her: "banyan..."

Tang Xiaoyan cold heart, did not stop, directly back to the car.

Inside the car, the little guy was lying on the window, looking at them anxiously. When he saw them coming back, he was relieved.

And Tang Xiaoyan looked at the child, full of tenderness and maternal love suddenly scattered, climbed on the back seat, without saying a word, put the child into his arms, the child seems to be aware of her emotional ups and downs, obediently let her hold.

Tang Xiaoyan's eyes are slightly hot, and a lot of full emotions spread and ferment in her heart. She doesn't understand why her mother can be so cruel to her. It's clear that she is reluctant to let her children suffer a little. Are all mothers different in the world?

Because in Tang Xiaoyan's mind, even without Fu Yunqian, even if she lives alone with her children, she can't be so cruel to them. She will only do her best to give them double love, instead of letting them grow up in loneliness, indifference and sadness.

Originally happy mood, suddenly stimulated, Tang Xiaoyan holding the child, quietly shed tears all the way.

When she came back to Chunjiang of Longhu, she was shocked. She took a paper towel and wiped it for her silently. The missing hole in her heart was like a sudden flood. She couldn't hold it down. But she was afraid that the child would be frightened. She took the paper towel and broke her tears into a smile: "Jinyan, mom's eyes are in the sand, you blow it to mom How about a blow? "

"Good." The little guy was very obedient. He knelt down on the seat and came up to Tang Xiaoyan. He raised his little hand and held her face. Then he blew carefully into her eyes. After blowing, he changed one eye to another. "Is it better?"

"OK, much better. Thank you, baby."

"You're welcome."

Later, Fu Yunqian quietly held the child upstairs. Tang Xiaoyan took a bath for the child and told him a story in bed. After he fell asleep, the smile on his face gradually fell down.The delicate white fingers touch the delicate face of the child, and the surging emotion in the heart is full of emotion. Suddenly, I feel that my eyes are hot again.

At this time, the bedroom door was pushed open, and the man's tall body was leaning against the door. Tang Xiaoyan subconsciously raised the back of his hand and wiped his eyes. The man pursed his lips and walked towards her without saying a word. He bent down and picked her up directly.

All of a sudden, her mood fluctuated so much that she was really tired. She let him hold her and put her arms around his neck. Before she left, she turned off the light for the child and closed the door.

He had already taken a bath. He was wearing a black nightgown with a loose belt. She was familiar with the fragrance of bath milk. It was full of his smell, which completely wrapped her.

She sniffed, and suddenly felt, "am I a little affected?"

His dark eyes fixed on her, eyes burning, waves, he put her on the bed, staring at her tears, raised the warm finger, gently wiped, deep voice warm: "is a bit, people should look forward, since the past things can not be changed, should not continue to indulge."

This is the difference between men and women.

Women, no matter how old, are always emotional, while men are always rational to see everything thoroughly, and then analyze it, so as to weigh the two sides and choose the least.

She is said by him, some can't laugh or cry, swung fist to his heart to say: "that's because you don't understand." I don't know what a mother means to a child.

"Don't you understand?" Fu Yunqian's voice suddenly became deep and misty. "When I was ten years old, my father died unexpectedly. That woman Then I ran away from home. I was brought up by my grandfather and grandmother. "

Tang Xiaoyan was stunned. This is the first time that she heard Fu Yunqian mention his parents, but she didn't think that he was more bitter than himself.

Although the Fu family has given him enough material life, the love that Fu Zhan and the old lady can give is definitely different from that of his parents.

Tang Xiaoyan has deep feelings.

It turned out that they were both reduced to the end of the world. And she, most regretfully, did not know who her father was.

At the same time, she felt more pity for Fu Yunqian.

When she looked at him with this kind of tender and pitying eyes full of love, Fu Yunqian suddenly felt that this kind of feeling was not bad.

The bedroom suddenly quieted down. Tang Xiaoyan felt that the light of the crystal lamp on his head seemed to fall into his deep eyes, transmitting a silent signal.

As soon as Fu Yunqian made an effort, Tang Xiaoyan felt that he was lifted up. He was sitting on the edge of the bed. At this time, she was already sitting on his crotch, which was an extremely ambiguous and provocative gesture.

She was still dizzy, so she subconsciously put her hand around his neck: "Fu Yunqian, what are you doing?" Because I have just cried, my voice seems a little hoarse. In fact, she knows what she wants to do.

However, after a long time, when facing him, especially when facing his four eyes, and looking into his deep eyes, I still can't help being shy, throbbing and unable to look directly at him.

She was wearing a white silk nightgown, one black and one white, hugging each other, which had a very ambiguous visual effect. He stared at her, calm and calm, but with a trace of arrogant arrogance: "Tang Xiaoyan, be my Fu Yunqian's woman, from now on, he will never cry again."

Tang Xiaoyan was stunned and laughed.

He tightly pursed the wanton arrogance in his thin lips, as well as the solemn assurance of lifting the heavy as light. Tang Xiaoyan knew that this man actually loved her with his heart, and her eyes were hot, but this time, with a solemn promise, "well, Tang Xiaoyan will be Fu Yunqian's woman from now on." After a pause, he said, "however, Fu Yunqian can only belong to Tang Xiaoyan alone!"

Fu Yunqian looked at her deeply: "good." He said slowly, "it's a deal."

"We will never part again." Tang Xiaoyan hugs Fu Yunqian's neck and buries her face deep in his neck. Enough, it's too hard to love someone. She has spent all her strength. She just needs to love the one in front of her.

When her heart was throbbing, Fu Yunqian had already buried his head in kissing. In this position, they were silent and warm. In a room of moonlight, there was only her panting like silk.

At the same time, in the Ferrari on the side of the road, the sharp claws of the little wild cat who has been comforted finally turn into soft fingers, drawing and winding around the man's strong chest.

Clearly just her words, angry words, and finally do not know how to evolve into today's appearance.

At that time, Lu Lifeng parked his car on a hidden sidewalk.

She objected fiercely and refused his "bullying", but this time, his touch was more gentle than ever, and her reaction was more intense than ever.

It's like the marble under her pressure was removed by the well digger, and the spring gushed out.

He glided along with his fever, kissing her whole body, and she held his neck and waist tightly, as if to sink her nails into his flesh. The grievances, sadness, loss and missing of these days are all mixed in those touching, those breathing, those speechless gaze.Finally, when the two people were released together, Xie Yi people did have a kind of emotion similar to liberation. She thought, it's really like this, it's really with the people she likes. When she does this kind of love thing, she won't feel empty, lonely and want to be filled all the time.