Chapter 151 The past is like the wind
"But..." Leng Xueer wanted to say something else? She interrupted her.
"Don't, as long as Dad has time, he will come to accompany you as soon as possible. Now he has something to do and is waiting for him to deal with."
Leng Sinian heard these words from Bai Huixin, but fortunately his wife was not like other people. She was unreasonable and knew not to say anything about spending money. She often didn't understand the situation and the right way and lost her temper.
It is because of Bai Huixin's knowledgeable and well-educated that they have been as loving as before and respect each other as guests for so many years. This is the way for husband and wife to get along.
In the eyes of outsiders, their male leads to the outside and female leads to the inside, and there is also a love crystallization, which is a typical model home.
Leng Xueer heard her mother say this, so she stopped bothering her. "Dad, then be careful and come back early. I'll wait for you at home."
"Yeah, I got it."
This kind of happiness from the family is something that others cannot understand and is the only place that makes him feel attached to.
In his heart, although there was still a trace of his ex-wife, it had finally become a past tense.
Moreover, she is no longer alive, and it is no longer a danger to him. Although she still has a trace of regret in her heart!
When he saw her, he was shocked. She was the most beautiful and gentle girl he had ever seen in the world, but for some reason, she stopped letting him touch her after they got the marriage certificate.
This became a knot in his heart, making him wonder if he was not good at it or hers?
The past is like the wind, and this problem has been brought into the loess by her and has become the unsolvable one in the world.
In a daze, Leng Sinian slowly fell asleep on the sofa.
In his dream, he received a critically ill call from his mother and rushed from the county town to the mountain overnight. When he passed by a temple in the evening, he found that in the corner of the ruined temple, a woman in a silver robe was lying, who was as beautiful as a fairy, and seemed to have fallen into the mortal world by mistake.
?At this time, she was unconscious, and her skin was as white as cream, which made her tightly pursed lips even more cherry red.
Leng Sinian plucked over with courage, tried to scream twice without responding, and then reached out to her forehead. It was as hot as an iron. It turned out that the girl was having a high fever.
Outside this wilderness, there was no medicine; there was no quilt; there was no fire-making tool, which made Leng Sinian at a loss.
Looking at her trembling body, Leng Sinian couldn't bear it. She had no choice but to lean over and hug her so that she could convey a little heat to her.
As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Before this concept, he could only put aside the idea of men and women not being able to get along with each other.
As the temperature of the child in his arms increased, it made her breathing difficult, and her chest was constantly undulating, rubbing against his chest all the time, making him panic, who had never been in contact with a woman, challenging his self-control.
At this time, the person in his arms had fallen into a kind of random thoughts and a high fever in his dreams, which made him hug her a little tighter so that he could convey more calories to her.
But he didn't expect that such a gentle action would cause the reaction of the person in his arms. He stretched out her jade hand and put it on his waist.
Unconsciously, Leng Sinian, who had already had a physiological reaction, added fuel to the fire, his throat became dry, and he swallowed his saliva.
"Well...日(日)..." The woman's dreams shocked Leng Sinian.
She, she was actually calling him? He actually knew his name?
Chapter completed!