Love Scourge Nirvana Robbery: A Thousand Lives of Love - Chapter 923
When he saw them embracing each other, his heart seemed to be beaten. He was very uncomfortable. When he saw Ning Lan sobbing for Ronglu, his nose was red and his eyes were swollen, his heart was even worse. His beloved wept and grieved for another man, and he could be so aboveboard as to expose it. He couldn’t say anything to protest. He was already a broken vinegar bottle in his heart, and his jealousy was surging
Hanming’s words fell and saw that Ning Lan was still sad. He didn’t listen to his warning at all. He couldn’t help bullying him and pressed Ning Lan under him, forcing Ning Lan to take back his mind.
“Don’t you think of him again. From now on, you can only think of me.” the words fell, and the kisses on the ground fell like raindrops.
“Don’t…”
No? First no, now no? Since he is the one she loves in her heart, why not? Since her people and heart are hers, why can’t they? Hanming was a little angry. Maybe it was jealousy, maybe it was eating, so he didn’t want to stop.
Ning Lan was flustered and didn’t want to be sad about Rong Lu’s departure. She waved her hands, grabbed Han Ming’s hand and said anxiously, “Oh… Don’t… Listen to me… We can’t…”
Hanming stopped pulling ninglan’s skirt, stared at ninglan and waited for ninglan’s next words.
He wanted to know why she didn’t want him and why she always refused him for a few days! Successive rejections made him feel frustrated and frustrated, and some angry. Let him a little uncertain whether her heart is here or really belongs to him!
Ning Lan was blushing, avoided looking at Han Ming and said, “I… I have something I’ve always wanted to tell you, but… I don’t know how to say…”
“What’s the matter?” Hanming frowned mistily.
“I… we…” Ning Lan picked up Han Ming’s hand and gently put it on her abdomen.
Hanming stared at Ning Lan without blinking, and the whole person was stunned. Stunned for a few seconds, Han Ming’s eyes moved from Ning Lan’s face to his hand. Some couldn’t believe it and asked, “you mean… This…”
Ning Lan nodded softly, and a gentle smile fell on her lips: “here are… Our children…”
PS: 16 is coming out.