Chapter 244

"Niang......" Xiaoqinghe read it again.

There is no special concept of this word.

Since she was born, no one has mentioned the word in front of her, or any word related to the word, so she has no special feeling about the word, and naturally she doesn't know what it means.

I don't know if it's her psychology. Shen Zhiqiao always thinks that her voice should be brighter and better when she reads this word.

Her hands trembled for fear of being seen. She quickly took them back and put them on her knees under the table. The water light gushing from the bottom of her eyes blinked down and came out again. Only when she kept blinking could she not fall down.

Tuoba Yu frowned and his face was steaming with cold. Huo stretched out his hand and pulled the letter in front of Qinghe. His fingertips exerted a little force, and a letter instantly became paper residue.

Feng's eyes were sharp and cold, and her voice seemed frozen. She stared at the green grass stunned on the stool and said in a deep voice, "remember, don't mention this word again in the future!"

"..." Xiaoqinghe burst into tears and held his mouth. The chicken pecked rice and nodded his head. His little face was a little white.

I wrote it down silently in my heart.

Brother Yu won't let her say "father emperor" or "mother". She won't say it in the future. She doesn't want to make brother Yu angry, because it's terrible for him to be angry.

Shen Zhiqiao was also frightened by his sudden sound. Seeing Xiaoqinghe's wronged, he felt distressed for a while.

Regardless of the feelings in her heart, she reached out and held her. She painfully wiped her tears. The voice was soft and soft, "don't cry, Qinghe is good..."

"Qinghe didn't... didn't... Cry..." Xiaoqinghe cried, his nose red, but his big eyes timidly looked at Tuoba Yu and choked.

Looking at the little man's grievance and patience, Shen Zhiqiao's heart seemed to be whipped countless times with a whip, which hurt badly.

But he got angry again and stared at Tuoba Yu angrily, "do you know what you're doing? She's just a child. Will you be a father?"

As soon as she said that, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped to the freezing point. It was like entering the infinite Hell. The cold air was implanted into the bone marrow, which made Shen Zhiqiao and Xiao Qinghe tremble.

The creaking sound from the joints of bones came into the eardrum. Shen Zhiqiao couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He hugged the man in his arms for a few minutes and straightened his back to meet him.

Tuoba Yu's face was more gloomy than the weather outside. The shadow in Feng's eyes was full of cold transition's rage, and the crisp sound of bone joints continued. Shen Zhiqiao was worried that he would pinch his fingers off.

Tuoba Yu half narrowed Feng's eyes, his face lines were straight, and the sudden meridians on his forehead were bent, like terrible blood insects, as if he would drill out flesh and blood to suck her flesh and blood in the next moment.

Suddenly he leaned over, so fast that Shen Zhiqiao had no time to blink. His arms were empty, and a piece of red swept across his cheeks. The red sleeve seam was like a thin knife, which was embedded into the surface of the skin. Her body could hear the sound of the skin being cut open.

Shen Zhiqiao frowned with pain. When he looked at his eyes again, it was empty, and the wooden stool in front of the table was still shaking.

Shocked, she immediately stood up from her position and pursued the door for a few steps, but she stopped when she was about to step out of the door.

A pair of water eyes were filled with fog, and her cheeks were still painful. The human skin on her face should be cut. She had to make a new one.

Dull pain in the heart.

Both love Xiaoqinghe's clever, but also some anger, the man treated their children as silently and coldly.

Maybe she has no right to blame him, and she doesn't necessarily do well. She even thinks that Qinghe's born is an illusion.

She could see that Qinghe was afraid of Tuoba Yu and was always obedient in front of him.

But at the same time, Qinghe also loves Tuoba Yu, which can be seen from her defense to protect Tuoba Yu.

In contrast, Tuoba Yu.

He doesn't necessarily don't love Qinghe. She can see her care and love for Qinghe from his eyes, but he is depressed. He is careful to show a little tenderness to Qinghe occasionally, as if it is a sin to give her more favor

His temperament is also cloudy and sunny. He is moody. Even when he smiles, he also has a trace of coldness. The arc at the corner of his mouth is always ironic. The cold air around him is thousands of miles away. Whenever he appears, the air will be cold several degrees

Shen Zhiqiao breathed tightly. His expression was too frightening. In his state, she took Xiaoqinghe away. She couldn't help worrying.

She shook her fist slightly. Shen Zhiqiao quickly walked into the inner room. She must make a new human skin as soon as possible.

……

When Shen Zhiqiao hurried to the front hall, the door was wide open and empty.

When the rain stopped.

There was not a trace of popularity in the quiet place, and the lush green tree was still a bit scary.

She couldn't help thinking of Zheng Meimei who had been hanged on it.

The air is bleak and cold.

A bang came from the inner room.

Shen Zhiqiao was so frightened that his back was numb that he held his breath and was stunned in place.

Shen Zhiqiao blinked and looked at the door of the inner room..

I don't know which foot took a step forward and went straight to the door of the inner room.

Standing at the door, one hand stretched out slowly, the heart beat violently, and the door opened slowly under her hand.

As the room door opened wider and wider, Shen Zhiqiao's eyes opened wider and wider, and his mouth opened slightly in amazement.

The blood rushed up her forehead, causing her brain to swell and ache.

The motionless man lying in the middle of the room was extremely pounding her brain.

Shen Zhiqiao took a breath and ran in quickly without hesitation. His steps were a little messy. In the end, he almost landed on his legs and wanted to pick him up. He didn't think that the more anxious she was, the more her strength couldn't come out, and the person she aroused fell down again in an instant.

Shen Zhiqiao hurriedly put his hand under his head so that he wouldn't knock his head.

The other hand patted his face, and the temperature of his tentacle was a little high.

Mei Feng jumped, frowned, put his back hand on his forehead, tried his temperature, and tried it on his face and forehead. He felt that the temperature was almost the same.

Close your lips. Maybe you can't try it at all.

The noise heard outside should also be from him.

Just thinking, I suddenly felt a burning sight glue coming over.

Shen Zhiqiao shrunk his eyes and looked down.

Seeing that it was the man who frowned and stared at her, he raised his heart and asked, "Tuoba Yu, what's the matter with you? But what's wrong? How can you..."

Her face was covered with a touch of coolness and successfully blocked her questions.

Shen Zhiqiao's heart shook, and his two eyebrows bent into numbness in surprise and bewilderment, looking at him complicatedly.

Tuoba Yu's eyes were deep and deep, and his deep pupil pulled far away, gradually showing a trace of confusion, obsession and struggle.

With his other hand on his stomach, he felt that the pain of penetrating his heart and suppressing his lungs was more fierce. Junyan then turned pale, and crystal beads of sweat gushed on his white forehead.

He didn't know how long the pain had lasted. When he was about to forget the pain, he ran out at an unconscious moment and turned over and over again, like a shadow, invading every inch of his body.

He thought that after a long time, he could gradually adapt to this sudden pain, but when it really came, he found that the pain broke his heart and intestines, gouged out his heart and filed his bones, and there was nothing he could do.

"Hmm..." Tuoba Yu shrunk slightly. His cheeks were distorted because of the pain in his stomach. He looked at Shen Zhiqiao's eyes, but he didn't look away for half an inch.

Shen Zhiqiao was a little frightened when he saw him like this. He took his hand, put a little force on his arm under his head, leaned over to pick him up, and asked anxiously with a cry, "Tuoba Yu, are you uncomfortable? You look very bad? You sweat a lot..."