Chapter 1695: Miscarriage and Aunt (4)

Qin Anlan glared at her, she did not avoid his gaze.
Staring at him hatefully.
For a long time, he laughed lightly and gently stroked her red lips with his fingers, his voice was hoarse, "Ye Liangqiu, very good."
"I won't clarify." He looked at her mockingly: "Then you will declare the abortion."
He turned to leave, she stopped him from behind, her voice eagerly: "Qin Anlan!"
He didn't turn around, just stopped, and his voice came over in a clear and cold voice, "Ye Liangqiu, you can make a decision when you think about it."
In her tone, there was a faint threat, how could she not understand.
She stared at him.
For a long time, I didn't speak any more.
But he opened the door gently, still paused, turned around, and looked at her quietly: "Long Qiu, take care of yourself."
The blood in her body seemed to be frozen, and her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she could not speak for a long time.
He is really angry.
However, she will not admit her mistake, because she was not wrong, and she has no choice.
Will always come to this day, a few days ago, just reluctant to give up, but they all...reluctant to give up.
Her lips moved, and his eyes were tight, and no one spoke.
After a long time, he finally turned around and brought the door gently.
In the middle of the night, that small sound finally pierced her defense... All her disguise, all her strength were broken, she was so fragile and needed him so much.
It turned out that when someone else appeared beside him, her heart would hurt like this.
He didn't wear any shoes, so he rushed out. The aisle of the hospital was so cold that there was no trace of popularity.
Her feet are more like stepping on an ice blade, but she can't care about it. Now, she just wants to find him, just want to be with him... just want to feel his temperature.
Even if it is cold, she wants it.
Even if he wants to push her away and hate her, at this time, she wants to hug him.
The elevator was on the same floor, and she clicked, and there was no one inside.
Where did he go?
She panicked, turned her head back suddenly, her body pressed against the elevator wall, gasping in the cold...
Her eyes, search around, to find him.
At the end of the dark aisle, a small window showed a ray of light...
Ye Liangqiu's lips pressed tightly, and they felt dry again, so he licked them.
She held her hand tightly and stared at him in the dark.
He stood smoking and did not leave.
"Why, didn't you leave?" Her voice was trembling, hoarse.
His slender fingers clamped the cigarette butt, and the red sparks rose and fell with his movements. He stood there, staring at her deeply, without answering.
Finally, she walked over, step by step, very difficult.
She walked to him and she was able to look up at him.
In the dim light, her eyes were stained with a thin layer of moisture, extremely fragile.
She was unwilling to wipe, but looked at him stubbornly and said stubbornly: "Qin Anlan, you are mine."
He didn't move, just took another breath of cigarette lightly, and then his voice was dull, "I can't guarantee."
She stepped forward and wanted to hug him, but her hand was caught by him. She held her fist lightly and looked at her with some unpredictable eyes, "Ye Liangqiu, you gave up."
She raised her head and her eyes were immersed in the water. She wanted to hug him, but he was blocked thousands of miles away.