Pregnant With the Villain Uncle’s Child

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"Otherwise, what do you think Lao Yang will do?" Tang Xinyu stopped, jokingly asked, "Lao Yang planted the seeds of hatred into Yang Sirui's heart, and cultivated him into a killer without a name. Ten years later, he came back to revenge. ? "

Mo Yifan: "..."

He did not want to admit that he had such speculation before.

Tang Xinyu: "Lao Yang I sent someone to investigate. Yang Siri was brought up by one hand. It is true that he has fulfilled his responsibility as a father from birth to now. Lao Yang has looked for me in private if I help him go smoothly Divorced and won Yang Sirui's custody, he will take Yang Sirui never to step into Mincheng again. "

Mo Yifan: "Are there any other requirements besides this?"

Tang Xinyu smiled lightly: "I know what you want to ask. I can tell you, no. I can't leave a handle for myself."

Mo Yifan understood. If Lao Yang also proposed other conditions for monetary compensation, Tang Xinyu could not agree. Once traces are left, it is likely that Tang Ruifeng and He Bilian will be used as evidence to buy Lao Yang's reputation.

Mo Yifan: "You are cautious."

Tang Xinyu sighed softly: "One day I passed the park and saw Lao Yang playing the slide with Yang Siri. The child's feeling is the most direct. He can trust Lao Yang wholeheartedly, indicating that Lao Yang can really bring him. Come feel safe. "

"In this right and wrong farce, both old Yang and his children are involved in the innocent people. I don't want to save Yang Siyu. I can minimize the harm and impact on other innocent people. I will try my best to protect them."

This is why Tang Xinyu only did the paternity test of Tang Ruifeng and Yang Siyu, but not the paternity test of Tang Ruifeng and Yang Sirui.

Tang Xinyu then chuckled, "I can't say that, and speak too much of myself. I'm still profitable. Let He Bilian and Lao Yang divorce smoothly, He Bilian will inevitably hold Tang Ruifeng, so Tang Ruifeng and me Mom ’s divorce process wo n’t last long. "

After listening to Tang Xinyu's words, Mo Yifan is still clear, and Tang Xinyu is still kind after all, even if he bluntly said that he was "profitable". The situation is so big nowadays that the pressure of public opinion makes it impossible to delay the legal process for too long.

In the face of children who do not know anything, Tang Xinyu is still soft-hearted.

Mo Yifan: "I will account for the divorce lawyer and strive to lean towards Lao Yang in the division of family property. You don't have to worry about this matter, I will post it properly for you."

In Tang Xinyu's heart, Wei An, with his fingertips in the corner, always felt that there were thousands of words, but they were all stuck in his throat and could not speak.

After a long silence, Tang Xinyu gently yelled at the person on the other side of the phone.

Mo Yifan looked at his watch, and a cello-like voice passed through the microphone: "Are you going to sleep?"

Tang Xinyu, who was lying in bed, did not know whether the two had been talking on the phone for too long, the phone was a little hot, or her ears were hot. Tang Xinyu said softly again.

Mo Yifan smiled lowly, and every syllable seemed to carry a thin current, which followed Tang Xinyu's pinna and drilled into her ear, and then touched away again.

Mo Yifan sighed quietly: "But I can't ..."

Tang Xin subconsciously asked: "Did Mo's things happen recently? Is it because Mo Lanqing is giving you trouble?"

Mo Yifan's thin lips slightly opened, gently inhaling, bringing up the tickling airflow sound of the boot: "You are not by my side, I can't sleep ..."

"Booming", something in Tang Xinyu's mind suddenly exploded, and he eagerly climbed Tang Xinyu's face from neck to neck.

Tang Xinyu hurriedly squeezed the earlobe while holding the phone a little further. After calming the heart tide that had just turned up, he pulled the phone back again, pretending to be confused: "Well? My signal here is not very good, What did you just say? "

Want to cover up.

Tang Xinyu ignored the full signal on the phone and tightened the quilt covering him.

Mo Yifan, who had spoken with Tang Xinyu unhindered for so long, had a few laughs without exposing Tang Xinyu: "Go to bed early, and you will be busy tomorrow. Good night!"

Tang Xinyu answered quickly: "Good night!"

Then he hung up the phone decisively.

Mo Yifan looked at the screen of the phone and went dark, squeezing the bridge of his nose helplessly. A little bit of wolf paws could not help but reveal that Tang Xinyu immediately shrank into the shell.

To Tang Xinyu, it seems that you still have to boil the frog in warm water, don't be impatient.

This night, Tang Xinyu didn't sleep well and had an all night dream.

As day dawned, Tang Xinyu hurried back to the capital of Yulong, knelt in the cloakroom, grabbed a few of the clothes he often wore and stuffed it in the suitcase, as if racing at the same time, where he was rushing.

The hair was scattered on the shoulders, and the forehead was fragrant with sweat.

Tang Xinyu, who was so sweaty and sweaty, grabbed a thin belt and tied his hair indiscriminately. The movement of the clothes in his hand was unpredictable. It was like catching something.

"Clap--"

Hearing the sound of the bedroom door being opened behind him, the footsteps in leather shoes approached the cloakroom step by step, as if every step stepped on Tang Xinyu's heart.

Tang Xinyu climbed up in panic, kicking the suitcase aside with his feet.

"what are you doing?"

Mo Yifan's cello sound has a lot of humming sound.

Tang Xinyu forced to turn around calmly, trying to cover the suitcase with a long skirt, but in her tone, there were some shaking that she didn't even notice: "Nothing ... how did you come back early today?"

Mo Yifan put his hands in his pockets, pacing to Tang Xinyu's face, his eyes fell on her hands hanging down beside her, and she saw the trembling of her fingertips clearly.

"If you don't come back early, how can you know that the little fox at home wants to slip away?"

Tang Xinyu's eyes were violently shaken, and he quickly explained: "You listen to me, I am not ..."

Mo Yifan pulled his hand out of his pocket. Tang Xinyu saw him wearing a pair of white gloves, backed up in shock, his calf hit the suitcase behind him, his body lost his balance, and fell back.

The white glove grabbed her wrist violently, but instead of rushing to pull her up, she kept her upper body leaning back and hanging. Another white glove ran along her forearm, like a cold viper, slowly up, climbed on her arm, over her shoulder, and finally lingered on her side neck.

"Not what? Not escape? Then what do you do to pack your luggage?"

Even with a thin layer of silk gloves, Tang Xinyu can still feel the ice cold on Mo Yifan's fingers, seeping into her neck through the gloves, inspiring a layer of goose bumps on her fair and delicate skin.

Mo Yifan's thumb stroked back and forth at Tang Xinyu's carotid artery, seeming to feel the pulse under his fingertips, proving vital signs.

Tang Xinyu's lower back with no supporting points, her muscles sour because of the long suspension, but she did not dare to say a word, she could only keep Mo Yifan's mischief in her heart quickly disappeared.

Mo Yifan slowly approached Tang Xinyu's ear and sighed softly: "Am I not good to you?"

Faced with the pressing momentum of the pressure, Tang Xinyu's breathing was almost stagnant: "No ... nothing ... I just asked Yun Xiuyao, let's travel together ... "

"Don't you know?" Mo Yifan's fingertips squeezed Tang Xinyu's slender neck tightly. "When you are guilty, your eyes will glance to the left."

Tang Xinyu breathed tightly: "No, I ..."

"Hush—"

Mo Yifan gave a soft boo, stopped what Tang Xinyu hadn't finished, and his tone was full of strong control and impatience, as if a fierce beast was imprisoned in his body, Tang Xinyu said at this time Any word of will become the key to release the beast from the cage.

When Mo Yifan finally pulled Tang Xinyu back, Tang Xinyu only felt that the wrist he caught was so painful, he took a light breath.

"hiss--"

Tang Xinyu suddenly felt stiff, and then realized that he was not able to shout in his heart.

Just with such a soft sound, it seemed to open Pandora's box.

Mo Yifan yanked Tang Xinyu directly against his chest, fingers in white gloves clasped tightly at the back of Tang Xinyu's head.

There was a burning spot where the body was close.

"let me go......"

The jail door in Mo Yifan's body opened with a sound. The brutal beasts knocked open the cage, rushed to his prey with lightning speed, and opened his mouth to bite the most delicate neck of the prey.

The fragrant and sweet fragrance of the prey all evoke the desire of the beast to bury it in the deepest heart, tempting the beast to expose its sharp fangs to grind repeatedly on the white and delicate neck until the sweetness of blood is tasted between the lips and teeth.

Tang Xinyu's waist and limbs were firmly controlled, her body bent back into a crescent moon, tears oozing through the corners of her eyes, she saw a **** dripping from her neck in the dressing mirror.

Like a lily that is about to be broken, with morning dew.

...

"Call-call-call-"

Tang Xinyu sat up violently, covered his neck, and then spread his hands in front of his eyes. Fingertips touched on the palm, no sticky wetness.

He lowered his head, looked at the pattern on the quilt, and then swept the furniture around to make Tang Xinyu understand that she had just made an absurd dream.

The curtains in the bedroom are very light-shielded, and the bedroom is dim, making it impossible to tell when it is now.

Tang Xinyu lighted up his phone at 4:45 in the morning.

The dream just now was too sensory, and Tang Xinyu always felt that his side neck was in pain, and from time to time he couldn't help rubbing his side neck.

At breakfast, Lin Tong seemed to have returned to normal and asked, "Heart, have you fallen asleep?"

Tang Xinyu who is raising his hand and rubbing his neck: "..."

Tang Xinyu lowered his hand embarrassingly: "Well ... maybe. Did your mother sleep well last night?"

Lin Tong: "It's okay to sleep because I was just woken up by the construction in front of the villa."

Tang Xinyu picked up the milk and casually asked, "What construction? Do you build roads?"

Lin Tong shook his head: "What signal relay is added? I heard that someone called the mobile company last night to complain about the poor mobile communication signal in this area."

weak signal?

"puff--"

Tang Xinyu spit out milk.

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