Chapter 101 Chapter 100

When Shi Yan just read the letter, she felt a sense of fear in her heart, because Huang Hai mentioned "death" more than once in the letter.She remembered that he had tried plastic surgery, but the doctor sentenced his face to death. She was afraid that he would do extreme things because he was desperate for her face, so her heart tightened suddenly, and tears flowed down her cheeks.In a panic, she read the letter twice again, feeling that his letter didn't mean that. He still had hope for the future, and it was probably just that he was afraid of affecting the child in her womb, so he avoided it for the time being.

In fact, she never thought that Huang Hai's face would affect the child, and she doesn't think so until now.The child is in the womb and can't see anything outside at all, so how can he see Huang Hai's face?The beautiful dolls on her wall were all bought by Yao Xiaoping and given to her. She said that the mother looked more at whom the child resembled, and told her to look at those paintings more so that her child would not look like Zhuozhuo. But she knew that at least 50% of her children would be like excellence, because there is no room for hypocrisy and pride in genetics.She didn't object to hanging those paintings because she thought it would be good to see more beautiful dolls. Firstly, it could cover up the dilapidated walls, and secondly, it was also good for the children.Her explanation is: mother likes beautiful dolls, so when she sees those pictures, she feels very happy, and mother's happy mood is definitely good for the fetus.Now that Huang Hai is here, she is so happy, how can she have a negative impact on the child?

She didn't know where Huang Hai went. If he really came to D City for business, then he might have gone to that business place, such as a friend's house.If his errands were just an excuse, he probably went to the train or bus station.She thinks he probably went to the station, because he didn't mention the topic of doing business in D city after he came yesterday, and she has never heard that he has acquaintances or friends in D city. She didn't want to delay any more, so she went outside to take a taxi, went to the train station first, and went straight to the waiting room after getting off the bus.Because it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, the waiting room was very deserted, and there were not many people waiting for the bus, but the ground was in a mess. Peanut shells, melon seed shells, sugar cane skins, plastic bags, and plastic lunch boxes were thrown everywhere.

In this mess, she saw Huang Hai, sitting on a long chair, leaning back on the chair and dozing off.From where she was standing, all she could see was his intact face.Because he raised his head, his upturned nose looked particularly straight, and the lines of his lips were also strong and powerful.She thought painfully, what a handsome man he would be if his face hadn't been destroyed there! He has both talent and appearance, and a kind heart, and he still won't attract thousands of women to bow down?Just because of that forceps delivery, he was sent to the 18th floor of hell on earth, and he suffered unbearable ordeals for ordinary people.

Fate plays tricks on a person, it is really unscrupulous! She stood there silently looking at him, thinking that his newly married wife was unwilling to go to the "hole" with him to embarrass himself, and let him go back to his hometown alone, facing the anxiety of his parents and the doubts of his relatives and friends.He came to D city after a long journey, and was humiliated by Zhuoyue face to face, and made him bear the ideological burden that would affect his children.Now he goes back to University A alone, and he must be greeted by a cold world. Xiaofu doesn't welcome him, and Xiaofu's family doesn't welcome him either. In the room to pass the time.

She thought that he had been discriminated against and neglected by people because of this face for many years, and her heart ached.She herself is considered a fallen person now, but at least she still wants to stay in City D by herself. It was she who resolutely moved out from Joyo, rather than being cast out by others.Even if she feels so lonely and uncomfortable during the Spring Festival, one can imagine how he feels. She walked over lightly, sat down next to him, and saw the idle staff member of the "small storage room" opposite him looking at her curiously.She didn't flinch at all, and leaned closer to Huang Hai. He woke up with a start, opened his bloodshot eyes from lack of sleep, looked at her, and said after a while, "It's really you? Why is it like a dream?"

"Where are you going?" He smiled wryly: "Where else can I go? Of course I'm going back to University A—why are you here?" "Come to pick you up—" She explained her theory without waiting for his answer.He listened, Judah Yu asked anxiously, "Is it true? Will it really not affect the children?" She nodded and said coquettishly, "If you run away and leave me here alone for the Spring Festival, I will be unhappy, and that will affect the child—" He seemed to believe her words, got up and gave the train ticket to an old man waiting for the train, and asked the man to deal with it as he pleased, then they walked out of the waiting room together and took a taxi back to her house.

It was snowing outside but it was warm inside because they had a brazier in the living room and electric heaters in the bedroom.She pulled down all the curtains and turned on all the lights in the room, as if there were two worlds inside and outside the room.She could tell he was a little uncomfortable, and so was she, but because he was more uncomfortable, she seemed more natural. The two of them were still eating hot pot like yesterday, and they were still sitting on the sofa watching TV after the meal, but their hands had been holding each other since they didn't know when.After watching TV for a while, she said that she was tired and didn't want to watch TV anymore. She didn't sleep well last night and she was going to bed.

He told her to wait, he went to boil water, poured it into the footbath, and brought it to the living room to wash her feet, because she said that she has a big belly now, and it is inconvenient to wash her feet. Rubbing the ground to wash, I found that there are a lot of "clamps" in the rubbing. It may be because she hasn't washed her feet seriously for a while, because she can't bend down, and she usually rubs her feet in the basin when she washes her feet. Rub it back and forth, wash it, and then just sit there to dry. He washed her feet carefully, then went up the feet, washed her calves carefully, massaged her for a while, and finally boiled a large pot of hot water, saying that he would rub her back.She couldn't wish for it. For a long time, she just pulled a long towel with both hands and sawed her back a few times. It was considered to be rubbing her back, but she never enjoyed it.Now that he suggested to rub her back, she took off her clothes without hesitation, put them on her body, and sat by the charcoal fire to wait for him.But he seemed to be in a panic, and kept hiding behind her, saying that he just rubbed his back, and didn't dare to turn to the front.

When he went to wash his face and feet by himself, she took away all the quilts on the sofa in the living room, carried them to the bedroom, and spread two quilt tubes on the big bed in the bedroom.She got into a quilt and left one for him.After a while, he also came in and got into another quilt tube.She turned off the light and said, "Good night! I didn't sleep well last night, so get a good night's sleep tonight." He said: "Good night! I didn't sleep well last night, so I will sleep well tonight." "You didn't sleep well last night? What's going on?"

"I don't know, I want to go to the toilet all the time—I heard you last time, I just want to—" She smiled for a while in the dark and asked, "Am I the kind of person who would tarnish your innocence?" He froze for a moment, then replied, "I'm afraid I'll tarnish your innocence—" She said softly, "You won't—" "I-I-don't know if you-can-now-and I wouldn't-never-did-afraid-would hurt you-" "No." She lifted her quilt, got into his quilt, and got into his arms.He hugged her cautiously, and greedily kissed her hair back and forth: "When I was sitting on the sofa watching TV last night, I could always smell the fragrance of your hair. It's so intoxicating. I really want to kiss you like this. dare not—” "Is there any fragrance in my hair?" "Well, I have it on my body too, everywhere—" He found her mouth in the dark, and the two kissed heartily for a while. She felt wet underneath, and there was a desire all over her body, but she was worried about the child and tried her best to restrain herself.He didn't know why, but he seemed to try his best to restrain himself, not daring to touch her vital parts, only stroking her face and kissing her neck and above.She had to teach him herself, take his hand, put it on her breast, teach him to pinch her and rub her.He was learning, and she let out an impudent grunt of satisfaction to give him some encouragement.But he studied very rigidly, teaching one lesson after another, not daring to go beyond the syllabus. She took his fingers and taught her to twist her nipples.He twisted for a while, and suddenly said in surprise: "Milk comes out of twisting!" She touched it herself, didn't she, her finger was wet, she turned on the light, lowered her head to check, and twisted it a few times herself, a little yellowish water really came out.She always thought that there was only one hole in the nipple, but she didn't expect that there were many holes like a shower head in a bath.She was so excited that tears filled her eyes: "I have milk! My milk can be expressed! My baby has food!" She put the nipple into his mouth and he sucked her like a baby and she couldn't help moaning.He tried to turn off the lights, but she wouldn't let him.He said, "I don't want to scare the kids—" "No, didn't I tell you about it at the train station?" He didn't force it anymore, he just covered her with the quilt, and he got under the quilt to look at her slowly.She asked, "Am I ugly like this?" "It's not ugly, it's beautiful, the most beautiful arc in the world, everyone lived happily under this arc, and lived a carefree life. Sometimes life is too tiring - too When I feel uncomfortable——I just want—to go back to this arc—to forget the troubles and sorrows in the world—” She stroked his head, thinking that maybe only the time in his mother's womb can be considered carefree in his life. Other children may have had a carefree childhood, but he didn't. His life of misery began when he was still in the birth canal. She taught him to "fight" with the child, and taught him to say to the child: "Baby, are your hands tired? If you are tired, change to another—" He learned it all at once, and hid in the quilt to fight with the child It's been a while. Then she asked him to take off his clothes and lie down on his back. She stretched out her hand to touch his place, and was surprised to find that it was soft, so soft that it could be folded in half. She was a little sad and asked, "You—don't like me? " He said self-ashamedly: "No, it's me—I usually suppress it too much, it's already a little—I can't get hard—" "Why repress? Don't you know that too much repression can—do it?" "I made it this way on purpose - anyway - never - would be useful - made it so - Isn't it better? " "You are so young, how can you say that you will never—be of no use?" "You're all - married - what else do I have - use for -" "But you can--help yourself--" "I've had it before—but it's always—thinking of you—it's hard to feel—it's been a few days—it's better not to—" She hugged him distressedly, and he explained to her, "Actually - think more about work and study - play more sports - can divert attention - dilute that idea - since you got married - I almost - haven't - " She touched it with her hand for a while, but it was still not so hard.He was even more ashamed: "It seems that I - I really can't do it - I didn't expect that today -" She crawled up to his leg, bent her head, and grabbed his thing in one bite.He yelled "Ah", his whole body tightened, and while pulling her away, he said anxiously: "Yan'er, what are you doing? What are you doing—" She didn't answer, just kept sucking, licking those grooves with her tongue, and he sucked in heavily, screaming incessantly: "Swallow, don't be like this, don't be like this - don't be like this - I - can't bear it -" She let go of her mouth and said proudly: "I just want you to be unbearable! If you can fix it, I can fix it." After speaking, she lowered her head, held it in her mouth, and told her what she knew All kinds of skills are used, but that guy is only 70% to 80% tough at most.She hesitated for a moment, then sucked again, biting lightly with her teeth, and burrowed into the opening with the tip of her tongue to lick. He moaned and whispered "Swallow, Swallow", and after a while, he suddenly called out "Quickly let go—" and exploded. She stopped moving, quietly feeling him throbbing in her mouth, every time he throbbed, he called "Swallow", and when he finished spraying, she let him stay in her mouth for a while before letting him slide go out.She got out of bed and put on a cotton coat, went to the kitchen to spit the things in her mouth into the sink, and then rinsed her mouth with water. He followed into the kitchen, hugged her from behind, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry—" She pushed him to the bedroom: "Fool! Are you cold? Just ran out like this, what if you catch a cold? Go back under the quilt and find something to wipe the sweat on your body——"