Chapter 610 Strange Dreams
Chapter 610 Strange Dreams
"Leng Yichen!"
An Xiaojing screamed, she never thought about how Leng Yichen would suddenly collapse.
The entire lawn was stained red by Leng Yichen's blood.
Xiao Li's hand tightly grasped An Xiaojing's, and then looked at Leng Yichen who fell down.
"uncle!"
An Xiaojing was also shocked when she saw such a scene, and then walked towards Leng Yichen.
However, she found that her body was trembling badly, as if she could fall down in an instant.
As he got closer, Leng Yichen was already lying on the ground motionless.
For some reason, An Xiaojing's emotions collapsed in an instant.
"Leng Yichen! What's wrong with you! Leng Yichen!"
An Xiaojing yelled loudly, but the people on the ground couldn't wake up anyway.
An Xiaojing squatted on the ground and shook the man vigorously with her hands, but her hands were soon covered with Leng Yichen's blood, very red.
She felt a little cold.
And when she was about to call for help, an ambulance suddenly stopped at the door.
A man got out of the ambulance.
The man wore a black mask on his face, and his whole demeanor was sinister.
He also held a child by his hand.
"Why, dying so soon? It's really boring!"
When the man spoke, An Xiaojing looked up in surprise.
"You are? Master?"
"Yes, I thought you had forgotten me and your child!"
As he said that, the young master pushed the child in his hand violently, and the child burst into tears instantly.
An Xiaojing looked at the child with distress.
Then she looked at Xiao Li next to her, and she suddenly became very sad.
"Why, did you really forget your own son? I just came to remind you."
After the young master finished speaking, before An Xiaojing could react, there was another burst of gunfire.
Her child fell into a pool of blood.
The child was so small that he stopped crying in an instant.
"Well, now, you can be your mother with peace of mind."
The man smiled cruelly.
The whole villa was filled with blood.
An Xiaojing's eyes were full of hatred and despair, she looked at Leng Yichen and her own child, and then rushed towards the masked man.
However, before the man could wait for her to fight back, he took away Xiao Li who was beside her.
"Xiao Li!"
An Xiaojing screamed desperately, but the man walked further and further away, leaving only her own men here to stop An Xiaojing.
"Xiao Li!"
An Xiaojing desperately wanted to step forward.
Nothing works.
Her crying became louder and more unstoppable.
"Leng Yichen, Leng Yichen!"
An Xiaojing looked anxiously at the man and child in the pool of blood, as well as her blood-stained hands, and she was about to collapse.
"Leng Yichen!"
An Xiaojing spoke in despair.
"I'm here! Xiaojing, I'm here!"
Suddenly, her eyes opened.
Sweating.
An Xiaojing looked at the man in front of her, who was looking at herself worriedly.
There was still too much astonishment in An Xiaojing's eyes.
It turned out to be a dream.
But, so true.
She put her hand on Leng Yichen's face, and tried her best to touch this man's face.
it is true.
Such an existence is real.
Without further words, An Xiaojing hugged Leng Yichen tightly.
"what happened?"
Leng Yichen also hugged An Xiaojing, giving her a sense of security within her power.
"so afraid!"
An Xiaojing spoke.
Her dreams are so real and messy.
Leng Yichen patted her head.
He knew that An Xiaojing liked to have nightmares.
From the very beginning, is there any way to eradicate this?
Or, she has always been such an insecure person.
Leng Yichen hugged An Xiaojing's body tighter.
He was still worried about her.
It took about 10 minutes for An Xiaojing to wake up and stabilize her mood.
Then something came to mind.
"Where's Xiaoli? Xiaoli?"
"Stay asleep. If he wakes up, he will run to the dining table to eat."
Leng Yichen comforted her.
Just hope she doesn't worry about the baby so much.
An Xiaojing nodded.
Slowly, I woke up from the nightmare.
An Xiaojing always had a bad premonition in her heart.
"Today, I'll accompany Xiao Li to find a few interest classes. I believe there are things he likes."
An Xiaojing felt that it would be a waste of time to keep her children by her side all the time.
After all, it's faster to learn things when you're young.
It can also better position what the child is suitable for in the future.
She still wants her children to do what they like.
"kindness."
Leng Yichen nodded.
Then the two went downstairs together.
Sure enough, Xiao Li had already quietly climbed onto the dining table by himself.
"Mummy!"
Xiao Li called out.
When An Xiaojing saw the child's smiling face, all her nightmares disappeared.
Why is she unhappy?
Seeing the bright smile and clear eyes on the child's face, the whole person feels much better.
"uncle!"
Xiao Li looked at Leng Yichen, and also called out.
Leng Yichen approached and patted his head.
"good!"
Then sit down.
"However, if you call that person Mommy and me Uncle, we are husband and wife."
Leng Yichen's voice was very patient.
He really has a way of educating children.
"Daddy?"
Xiao Li's eyelashes flickered.
Then he looked at Leng Yichen.
Leng Yichen was stunned for a moment.
He's never been called that by anyone.
Moreover, he knew that this was his son.
"That's right!"
Leng Yichen said, then squeezed Xiaoli's cheek with his hands.
When An Xiaojing saw this scene, she felt sullen.
Leng Yichen, you also have such a day.
An Xiaojing said with contempt in her heart.
Fortunately, Xiaoli is so cute, and the son picked up for nothing is also quite good.
"Later, Mommy will take you to some interest classes, Xiaoli, what do you like?"
An Xiaojing asked suddenly.
Xiao Li didn't care much about this topic.
"I love Transformers."
After all, it is a child, and the questions answered are so cute and childish.
An Xiaojing shook her head.
"But we have to learn something. After you learn it, Mommy will buy you Transformers."
This is a condition.
However, when communicating with a two-year-old child in this way, she was really afraid that the other party would not understand what she said.
"Mummy, Xiaoli is learning to draw."
Xiao Li said suddenly.
Only then did An Xiaojing realize that this child has his unique talent in painting.
Since he likes it, let him do it.
But this point is very similar to Leng Yichen.
Isn't Leng Yichen a master at drawing?
An Xiaojing looked at Xiaoli curiously.
Really, the more I look at it, the more I feel that he looks like Leng Yichen.
"I'll take you there!"
Leng Yichen finished his meal, and then took the initiative to speak.
An Xiaojing nodded.
She didn't eat much herself.
It's for losing weight.
Leng Yichen shook his head helplessly.
"You're already fine."
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