Chapter 2: Are y*u pregnant?

Murongling's eyes are deep and dark.

The woman in front of him was the small North Miao that he hated to death.

But even as she said she wasn't going to be Mrs. Murong, she fidgeted.

Do you want to sit in Murong's seat, or not? Where in the world is such a good thing?

"Murong Ling, you... "

Thin lips slightly open, Miao Xiaobeigang want to say something, but the body is out of control to fall back.

When Miao Xiaobei woke up, it was the next morning.

The housekeeper stuffed him in the Limo as soon as he was done.

Before she knew it, she was inside Murong's front door.

Inside, it's fun, and she's an embarrassment.

"sister is back. "

Pretty voice with a little joy, she smiled so bright.

"Late at night, be careful. "

Murong Ling Gentle tone let Miao Xiaobei heart pain again up.

He's not unkind. He's just cold to her.

Miao Xiaobei feel wet in his eyes, slightly Yang head, do not let himself too embarrassed.

"You'd better behave yourself, if you want to hurt late, you know the consequences. "

"Why did you let me come here if you didn't want me to hurt her? "

Besides, with so many people watching, how can she hurt Miaoban?

He never trusted her.

Laugh at yourself, but in the end she's asking too much.

"Wan Na see you later. "

Don't worry, it'll hurt again.

Miao evening random words, compared to her millions of entreaties, she should have understood.

"sister, what's the matter with you? You don't look well? "

Miao evening wearing a snow-white dress, playing with the flowers on the table, seems to be so pure and flawless.

"I just didn't sleep well last night. "

The next second, Miao evening tidied up the mood, the crystal vase handed Miao Xiaobei, the tone is particularly gentle joy.

"sister, do you like it? I made it specially for you. "

Miaoxiaobeiyanmou moved, reached out to catch the vase.

However, Miao Wanwan is one step ahead of the release.

Miao Xiaobei's hand was severely hit, the vase fell to the ground, issued a loud voice.

"Miao Xiaobei! What are you doing! "

Murong LINGNU ROARS A, one will the Miao evening protect in the bosom, mercilessly push away the Miao small north.

"Nice gift for you in the evening. Is this how you treat her? "

Miao Xiaobei did not have time to deal with the debris cut arm, heard Murong ice cold voice.

"I didn't. "

"Brother Ling, I'm afraid... "

Was Protected in the bosom of the seedling night suddenly spoke, the tone of panic is so obvious.

Smell speech, Miao Xiaobei can not help but sneer at in the heart, again is such a move.

"night don't be afraid, I will protect you, no one can hurt you. "

"Get out! Don't ever show your face to me again! "

The Miao small north hangs down the eye blind, has obviously been used to, actually still so bitter and astringent.

Struggling to get up from the ground, covering his bleeding arm, step by step toward the outside.

Bright Red blood drops on the ground, let murongling eyebrows a wrinkle.

"The floor is dirty. " The tone as if the wind into the bone, ice-cold terrible.

Miao Xiaobei bit his lip. "Do you need to wipe it clean? "

Smell speech, Murong Ling fidgety saw one eye: "follow your then, hurriedly disappear in front of me! "

Say, holding the shoulder of the evening Miao Directly Sat on the SOFA.

Miao Xiaobei wry laugh a, kneel on the ground, pick up the pieces piece by piece.

Don't know how long passed, after the small north of the seedling handles clean, slowly stood up, but felt a dizzy.

See to the appearance that two people snuggle up on SOFA, Miao Xiaobei stretches out a hand, ruthlessly cover heart place.

The pain from there, it was suffocating her.

"have a drink. "

Murongling take the cup, the straw to feed late Miao.

From inside to outside emanates the gentleness, lets the seedling small north eye ache.

Turn head, no longer to see this touching picture.

Take a deep breath, Miao Xiaobei turned to leave, but accidentally kicked the stool, issued a sound.

"elder sister you how? " The Miao evening hurriedly stood up, the facial expression that is full of worry.

"Be careful. " Murongling looking at the late thin Miao figure, mou son deeply a few minutes, light light mouth.

Listen to this, miaomian evening facial expression is stiff a few minutes, the hand that hangs in one side tightly clenches into a fist, fingernail mercilessly embed in the flesh.

Brother Ling is caring about this bitch miaoxiaobei!

"How will you pay for the late-night disturbance? "

Miao Xiaobei's hand could not help shaking: "Yes, I will be careful. "

Droop the eye blind, the seedling small north steps toward the door to go.

Just, just walk a few steps, heard the voice of the night Miao.

"Ling Brother, let sister take care of me, after all, the child in my stomach, is also her little nephew. "

Miao small North Mengdi turn around, a small face is full of incredible: "Are you pregnant? "