The soft and cute emperor fled with the ball

Beside the rockery in the yard, Ming Yang, who was admiring the flowers, raised his hand and touched his swollen stomach. For some reason, at that moment just now, he felt a little restless in his stomach. Something very important, but he couldn't remember anything, so he raised his hand and patted his head, as if he could remember something.As soon as he patted twice, Ming Yang's wrist was grabbed by warm hands, holding it gently, and he fell into someone's arms. Ming Yang knew that it was Nie Weiping who came, but these two days he still Unable to get used to his approach, he could only break away a little bit, keeping a certain distance from Nie Weiping.

"Yang'er, are you feeling unwell?" Nie Weiping turned the man around, and gently pinned Ming Yang's wind-blown hair behind his ears, and gently pulled him into his arms. Ming Yang twisted uncomfortably, but But because of the injury on his chest, he didn't dare to move too much.

Nie Weiping gently surrounded him, but he didn't know that Mu Beimo on the roof was looking at him coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person. At that moment, he felt a chill behind him, but he didn't pay much attention to it. In the joy of contacting Ming Yang.

"Well, Weiping, I'll go first, I'll go back first." Ming Yang still felt a little repulsed by Nie Weiping's approach, so he had to find an excuse, gently broke away from Nie Weiping's embrace, and walked into the room quickly.

Nie Weiping looked at his missing hand and clenched it tightly into a fist. You still don't like my approaching?It doesn't matter, I will make you obediently submit to me one day, you can only be mine, only mine!Nie Weiping stared at his hands, a ferocious expression gradually appeared on his face.As everyone knows, when he was secretly thinking about how to tie Ming Yang by his side step by step, his every move had already been seen by the indifferent Mu Beimo on the roof.

Ming Yang walked into the room, turned around and locked the door behind him. For some reason, he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart just now. He even began to wonder whether the child in his belly belonged to Nie Weiping, whether it was Nie Weiping who was lying. Own?But Nie Weiping has been taking care of himself very carefully these two days, is he too suspicious?Ming Yang shook his swollen head, not daring to think about it anymore, but the name Mu Beimo always appeared in his mind. I don't know if it was because Xiaoqing had been telling him that Mu Beimo treated his parents well these two days. The bad things he did affected him. Speaking of his parents, Ming Yang also felt very strange why he didn't have the slightest impression of his parents. It stands to reason that he shouldn't forget his parents even if he lost his memory.Ming Yang sat at the table and read the story book with some worry, flipped through it and began to feel uneasy again, unconsciously put his hands on his stomach, and talked softly to the child in his stomach.

"Son, or daughter, when do you think Dad will remember the past? It's not good to be unable to remember anything like now. It would be great if Dad could remember sooner. Do you know? They say The regent is Mu Beimo. They said that this person is our enemy because he killed your grandfather and grandmother, but Dad couldn't figure it out. You said that Dad has no money and no power, so how could he be so powerful? How do you think Daddy will take revenge?" Ming Yang caressed his stomach, and spoke out his own doubts, as if the child in his stomach could answer him, but he didn't know , in the dark of the beam, the protagonist in his mouth is watching his every move without blinking.

"Oh, baby, Daddy's heart is empty. Do you think Daddy has forgotten something very important?"

Mu Beimo on the beam of the house watched Ming Yang quietly in the dark. His superhuman ear power allowed Mu Beimo to hear all the words Ming Yang muttered. When Mu Beimo heard When Ming Yang said how to take revenge, his heart felt like a knife had been stabbed out, leaving only blood dripping.Yang'er not only forgot about him, but also thought that he was his father-killing enemy. As expected, Nie Weiping's methods were really indiscriminate.Ming Yang asked himself in a daze if he had forgotten something important. Mu Beimo wished he could just fall to the ground, hold his Yang'er, and tell him that you forgot about me and the brother Beimo who loves you the most. ah!But Mu Beimo knew he couldn't, he couldn't show up rashly, if Yang'er showed up rashly, he would definitely choose to tell Nie Weiping, then even if Ming Yang was rescued, he wouldn't choose to trust him, the only way now is to take his time, Can't be in a hurry.

Ming Yang didn't notice anyone on the beam, and after eating the dinner that Xiaoqing brought over, he was alone at the table with his chin in his hand, reading the script. This script mainly talked about a beautiful troupe man and a royal man The story of falling in love, abandoning each other and falling in love again after meeting each other, seeing the picture of the royal man holding the arrogant troupe man in his arms and coaxing them gently, the simple lines outline the figures of the two people, without too many words to sensationalize, But Ming Yang felt like his heart was twitching lightly, a white light flashed in his mind suddenly, vaguely felt that he had experienced such a scene before, but who was that person holding him, Ming Yang I don't have any impression, could it be Nie Weiping?Ming Yang raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and pressed his chest. When will the empty feeling here stop?

The candlelight flickered lightly. At first, Ming Yang was still concentrating on reading the notebook in his hand. After a while, he began to feel sleepy. His head slowly sank after each pause, and finally fell asleep quietly lying on the table.

Mu Beimo has been paying attention to Ming Yang's movements, and waited until Ming Yang fell asleep on his stomach for a while, then jumped off the beam, walked straight to Ming Yang's side, carefully picked him up and put him on the bed, Gently took off Ming Yang's clothes, and then carefully covered the quilt.Staring at Mingyang for a long time, Mu Beimo still couldn't calm down for a long time. Mu Beimo reached out and touched the white and tender skin on Mingyang's face obsessively. smell.Picking up Mingyang's cold hands and sticking them to his face to keep warm, he felt Mingyang move uncomfortably, and with some self-blame, stretched out his hand to attach Mingyang's slightly protruding belly, comforting him one by one, feeling Ming Yang gradually calmed down before he reached out and untied Ming Yang's clothes, and then untied the cloth bands that wrapped the wound layer by layer. Sure enough, there was a new scab on the originally white and smooth skin at the heart. The small scars are purple and hideous, but they are so dazzling in Mu Beimo's eyes. At this time, his Yang'er left the scars for him, and the instigator of these scars, he, Mu Beimo, will never let go of them in his life them!

Mu Beimo took out the bottle of special medicine given by Han Ziling from his arms, carefully wiped it on Ming Yang's chest, and carefully bandaged the wound. When he touched Ming Yang's cold hand, Mu Beimo lightly Frowning lightly, she took off the clothes on her body, took off her coat lightly, got into the bed together, gently hugged the person to sleep, and warmed the hands and feet of the person in her arms.

[The author has something to say: Good morning babies, let Yang Er meet Lao Gong tomorrow, hehehehe]