C188 Wake up

Xiao Qinghan put a little force in his arm and pulled her into his arms. He buried his head in her neck and sucked on the fragrance of her milk. "I want a child, and from now on, we will be together forever, and I will give our child everything that is best, and let him grow up happily, and watch him be born, and watch him grow up, and watch him get married and have children, what do you think?!"

His voice was low and soft and beseeching.

His words fell into Ling Muxue's ears. Each word was like a heavy hammer on her heart. His fingers tightened around the bedsheet. At the same time, he was tightening his grip on the bedsheet, trying his best to hold it in.

But in the end he couldn't stand the surge of emotion, and with a poof, his nostrils flared up, and he couldn't help the sound of weeping flowing out of him.

And Xiao Qinghan just held her like this, not saying a word, letting her cry so hard that for the first time, he did not feel any heartache because of her tears. At least he saw in her eyes the self-blame she felt for the child they had lost from the bottom of her heart.

As long as she blamed herself, guilt, and guilt, everything would still be possible.

Ling Muxue didn't know how long she cried in his arms. Her eyes were red and swollen. Perhaps she could not bear the immense pressure in her heart and fell asleep while crying. However, she kept muttering, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Xiao Qinghan leaned against her and looked at her with narrowed eyes. He listened to her apologize, as if this apology was like the most beautiful music in the world playing in his ears, and he couldn't get enough of it.

When her sobbing voice trailed off and she fell asleep, Xiao Qinghan got up and went to the bathroom to soak the towel in hot water and wring it dry.

He sat on the edge of the bed, wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, moved her away from the wet pillow, covered her with the blanket, and left a light kiss on her forehead before getting up and leaving.

When she woke up, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Miss Ling, you're awake!"

Ling Muxue looked to the side and saw that there was no sign of him in the room. She asked, "Where is your Young Master?"

"The young master is in the shooting room!"

"The shooting room?"

"Yes!"

Ling Muxue got up and went to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and saw that her eyes were red and swollen, showing how much she had been crying. Even now, her heart was still heavy.

She turned on the faucet and held the cold water with both of her hands and threw it on her face. The cold water stimulated her skin and made Ling Muxue's muddled mind clear up quite a bit.

She had to admit that because of Xiao Qing's words today, her heart palpitated fiercely. At that time, she thought that what he said was the truth. He did not disguise himself as a hypocrite.

However, at that moment, her heart kept telling herself:

Ling Muxue, you have to wake up and not be seduced by him. Don't forget the pain you suffered, his anger, you really can't take it anymore. Right now, everything is just a bubble that is about to disappear. He said he would forgive you if you got pregnant, but you have to know it is impossible for you to get pregnant. If he finds out, you will suffer a disaster you can't even imagine.

Wake up, Ling Muxue!

Suppressing her emotions, she left the bathroom and was led to the shooting room by the maid, because Xiao Qinghan had told her that if she woke up, she could take her to him.

Ling Muxue asked a few questions from the maid. She knew that if Xiao Qinghan had nothing else to do, he would usually do extreme sports such as shooting, golf, chess, racing, racing... After hearing this, Ling Muxue felt that Xiao Qinghan was a versatile talent. There seemed to be nothing that she did not know.

Though I don't know how good he was in other ways, he was definitely a first-rate racer.

But now that he thought about it carefully, it seemed that Xiao Qinghan rarely returned to the Xiao family, and he hardly contacted anyone from the Xiao family. Looking at Rorai's attitude towards Xiao Qinghan, he was very respectful, but there were also a lot of big shots from other countries attending Rorai's birthday banquet, and any one of them was even more powerful than the Xiao family.

After meditating for a while, it seemed that she had not seen Xiao Qinghan's parents since she knew him, and he had not mentioned them either. He gave off the impression that he had never had any parents.

Now that she thought about it, she didn't know anything about him other than his name.

She felt that Xiao Qinghan seemed to have a lot of thought-provoking secrets.

In the wide shooting room, he looked up and saw Xiao Qinghan dressed in a blue, black, and red shooting suit. He stood tall and straight, and his extremely handsome face was dazzling.

He reloaded the bullet and aimed it at his heart. His cold and emotionless gaze was domineering.

He put the gun on the barrel and aimed at the heart. After that, he heard the sound of bullets being fired. The sound echoed in the room. Ten bullets hit the heart.

Putting down the gun and walking over to him, Jon bowed as he spoke. Xiao Qinghan took off his glasses and his gaze fell on Ling Muxue, who was walking towards him. His cold gaze had become much gentler, and when he saw her come looking for him, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

As she walked over, she naturally wrapped her arms around Ling Muxue's waist. "You're awake!"

"Yes!" Ling Muxue hummed softly.

"Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat now!" As she spoke, she was about to leave with her, but Ling Muxue stopped her, "I'm not hungry yet!"

She looked at him, "I also want to learn how to shoot. Teach me!"

Xiao Qinghan lovingly combed her hair, "Why do you suddenly want to learn shooting?"

"I just want to learn it all of a sudden. Why are you so afraid that I won't be able to learn it well? It's a disgrace to you!" he said in a fit of pique.

"I'll just throw away my face for you!" The naked indulgence caused the surrounding bodyguards and maids to be stunned.

The way Ling Muxue looked at him suddenly trembled, but she quickly withdrew her expression and lowered her eyes. "You have such a big reputation, I don't dare to throw it away so easily!"

As she spoke, she pushed away Xiao Qinghan's hand and walked towards the shooting range.

There were mostly pistols and rifles, and they were about two hundred meters apart from each other, but there were usually only ten or fifty meters in a game, and it was hard to get a pistol or a rifle at a distance like that to hit the heart dozens of times in a row.

Xiao Qinghan's shooting range had reached two hundred meters, and the bullets hit the heart with a momentum that could break a man's heart. If Xiao Qinghan participated in the Olympic Games, he would definitely be able to break the world record.

Presumably, it would be very difficult for anyone to surpass him.

Ling Muxue casually picked up a black pistol, closed her left eye and aimed at the center of her heart. She tried to pull the trigger, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not get it. She retracted her hand in confusion and turned the gun back and forth, looking at it.

Then, the hand holding the gun was grabbed by a big hand, "This one is not loaded yet!"

"This gun is too ugly, change it for me!" As he spoke, he put the gun on the table.

"I really want to learn!"

"Yes!"