Chapter 150

Poetry this just broke tears to laugh, "good, good, Mommy quick fight."

After dialing Leng muxun's phone, late autumn felt as if he had been picked up after only half a ring. "Late autumn, what's the matter?" Can pick up the male voice is casual, as if, he is not waiting for the phone, but just pick up at will.

"The children want you to come in and have dinner together." It's the children on purpose. It's not her idea. She doesn't want him to come at all.

"And you?" But don't want a man but asked.

"Whatever you like, you can come if you don't like, but..." she said in a low voice, but her eyes glanced at the table of Feng's house. She saw min Qiu's back. At the moment, min Qiu was sitting quietly in a corner of the table. She was not eating, but just sitting. That back still seemed lonely in the crowd. Forget it, let him come, anyway, He has already died of heart to him, this life also don't want to get involved with him, big new year's day, even if it's not a formal meeting, let him and sensitive autumn two people far each other look at each other.

She knows the taste of love and can not see, the kind of heartache makes life better than death, "come on, I invited you."

"Really?"

"Really."

"I'll be right there." The man said and hung up the phone, late autumn's eyes fell on the red lantern hanging in front of the door, suddenly remembered the tears before min Qiu, big new year's day, the tears are really bad, not auspicious at all, shake your head, have nothing to do with her.

"Daddy, come here, over here." As soon as Leng muxun's tall figure entered the hall, he immediately attracted many people's attention. He was so dazzling that he was like a shining star everywhere.

The voice of poetry is like countless invisible parabola scattered around. The childish voice of little girl's voice can be heard in thousands of voices. Leng muxun heard it. Over there, the people of Fengjia also heard it. The eyes of all the people on the table fell on Leng muxun.

First, Xiao Yu, "Uncle..." he stood up and ran to Leng muxun, regardless of the warning look in his eyes.

"Pa", Feng Shaoyang picked up minqiu's mobile phone on the table and threw it on the table. The sound was very loud, which made people's ears hurt. Minqiu's body trembled. She looked up at Feng Shaoyang, and her tearful eyes told the resistance that only she knew.

"Did you tell him to come?" Wind less Yang cold voice to ask, "don't cry, I ask you will cry."

Minqiu shook his head, "it's not me, it's really not me." Big new year's day, just want to live a safe year, and is outside, everyone has to consider some face, said to give up, she really has not contacted Leng muxun for a long time.

Pregnant child is also less wind Yang, what can she do?

Tears, in such a thought when the flow down, can not stop, she is a crying ghost, from childhood to most, she cried like this, only ah Xun is not upset, will each time hold her face, and then kiss her tears again and again, let her can not bear to cry, she cried, he will be distressed.

But now, why can't her tears stop flowing down?

The man in the eyes has begun to become fuzzy, ah Xun, she didn't mean to, but also changed their life.

So eye-catching table, Leng muxun in follow the voice of poetry to late autumn, also found the hall of another table, just eyes locked in late autumn, he told himself not to see, really don't go to see minqiu.

He and she, the end, the end of the complete, no matter how much heart unwilling to how much concern, everything is over.

That kid is not really his.

Never do is never do, why can't men and women become friends in other people's world?

He and minqiu together, just simply regard her as a friend, although mixed with love, but he never thought to touch her, because, really can't.

The younger brother's woman repeatedly refuses to admit that Feng Shaoyang is his younger brother, because the blood in his body tells him that it is his younger brother's fact that he can't get rid of Feng Shaoyang.

Last night, he prevented himself from calling minqiu and sending short messages. He thought that this year could be spent quietly, but he didn't want to. At this moment, he met minqiu and fengshaoyang again.

It's getting closer and closer to late autumn. However, he obviously feels that there is a cold look looking at him. It's Feng Shaoyang. Even if Feng Shaoyang doesn't stop him, his hostility to him is so obvious. He doesn't know how to prove that Min Qiu's child is his, really his. He never wants to be allergic to autumn. Isn't it, Do you have to prove it with blood?

He's got a big head. He really shouldn't have come in.

That child let him love and hate, and he has the same mood is Feng Shaoyang, he can even feel Feng Shaoyang in looking at Min Qiu stomach that contradictory mood.

"Daddy, come on, we're here." Guoguo is waving to him. He is very happy to see him. But at the moment, his heart is cloudy. There is a kind of mountain rain coming in the crowd in the hall, which makes him feel very bad.

That child, has always been a fuse, he stood at the table, Bai Moyu is telling the waiter to get two wine glasses, but he, but did not want to drink at all, standing on the side of late autumn, he said coldly: "you know she's here, don't you?"

Late autumn nodded, saying "yes" and glancing at Min Qiu's direction.

"You did it on purpose?" His hand "rubs" to lift the collar of late autumn, wish to strangle her, he will definitely kill min Qiu, he knows.

A tight neck, breathing all of a sudden difficult, she just kind to let him and minqiu meet far away, but don't want him to actually say she is intentional.

Open lips, but breathing is still more and more thin, "ah..."

"Let her go." With a cold murmur, Leng muxun has another hand on his wrist. Bai Moyu doesn't know when he has come

The mountain rain has come in Jiujia restaurant

Leng muxun's face is livid, but he doesn't mean to let go of his hand holding the collar of late autumn. Yu guangpiao from the corner of his eye glances at the direction of minqiu. He is really worried that the wind will blow again.

Sure enough, the people at that table had already stood up, as if they were ready to pay the bill and left. However, as soon as they saw the rest of the dishes on that table, they knew that they only ate a little, and they didn't eat well at all.

Min Qiu followed the wind less Yang's body side, eyes fell on the front floor, the round tummy let her no longer slim, but her whole body is full of unspeakable femininity, "go, hurry up." Wind less Yang, drink, want to kill.

He doesn't know how strong his hand is, but as soon as he earns money, he makes minqiu stand unsteadily and fall to one side. On the other hand, minqiu's side is a dining table

"Ah... Be careful..." the hand carrying the collar of late autumn has been subconsciously released. Leng muxun turns around and flies to minqiu, but no matter how fast he is, it's also so far away. Even the flying man can't arrive at the moment when minqiu falls down.

Suddenly, Leng muxun stopped.

A few steps away, Feng Shaoyang grabs min Qiu's hand and lets her stand steadily. At the moment, Feng Shaoyang has released min Qiu's hand and is turning to Leng muxun, who has just yelled in the hall. His eyes are full of provocation. "Leng muxun, are you worried about your brother-in-law, or about her baby?"

Feng Shaoyang's words are like a warning. The woman is his. As for the child, he knew it was not his.

Leng muxun's hand clenches into a fist. He has fought with Feng Shaoyang twice. Every time he sees blood, he is not afraid of fighting, and he is not afraid of losing both sides. He is worried about seeing the pain of Min Qiu's eyes. What min Qiu is most reluctant to see is that he fights with Feng Shaoyang.

But now, he wants to fight. He wants to wake up Feng Shaoyang. It's his child. What is he doubting?

Holding the fist, even he didn't know that he was moving fast to fengshaoyang. In the twinkling of an eye, he stood in front of fengshaoyang.

"The child is yours." He said low, without hesitation, "I don't allow you to insult minqiu."

The body of the woman with her back to him began to tremble. It seemed that she didn't turn around until she could bear it. Minqiu's voice came weakly, "Shaoyang, let's go."

"No, make it clear to me today." Force of a throw pull to his arm of Min Qiu's hand, cold muxun even saw that small hand on the back of the hand pale, min Qiu shaking is so fierce.

"Do you have to be in front of so many people?" Leng muxun hasn't spoken yet, but minqiu's voice suddenly comes out with silence. This is rare, absolutely rare. She has always been so weak. How can she be so calm?

This is not like minqiu. Not only Leng muxun felt it, but also fengshaoyang felt it. However, minqiu's round tummy is a shame to him. He didn't want this child for a long time. "I just want to make clear some facts. Since I met him, don't miss it." So, no matter how many people there are, and no matter whether everyone in the hall is watching them or not.

"Ah Xun, let your younger brother have a meal with Shi Shi and Guo Guo. Late autumn is still waiting for you." Ning zisu appears at the right time. She persuades Leng muxun to leave. After all, it's the first day of the lunar new year. If it's really unlucky to see blood, Ning zisu doesn't care that Feng Shaoyang fights Leng muxun, but she doesn't like the first day of the lunar new year.

Maybe Leng muxun will leave, but it's Ning zisu that he hates the most. "Why should I go? It's a distortion of facts that he can't speak clearly."