Chapter 907: Our Lives Were Stolen



She withdrew her hand and stroked her lower abdomen, her body slumped, and she lay back on the pillow.

Jin Zeming turned his body sideways, let her head rest on his chest, and gently wrapped one hand around her waist, very light, for fear of hurting her.

"Don't worry, it's my fault in the first place!"

He leaned down and whispered softly in her ear, his heart overflowing with tearing pain.

He's her man, and if something happens to her, it's definitely his fault.

Luo Xingchen trembled and clinged to his chest, covering his lower abdomen, and sobbing suppressedly.

Jin Zeming's self-blame and gentleness made her heartache even more.

"It's not our fault," she whispered.

It's the fault of those who took their lives and memories!

"Xingchen, it's not your fault. I know you're sad, don't do that, I'm sad too. But as long as you're okay, I don't care about anything else, because I love you, Xingchen, and I love you. ”

Jin Zeming's eyes moistened, he buried his head, pressed his cheek against her, and said those three words affectionately and gently over and over again.

"I'll be here with you for the next few days, and I'll never leave you for the rest of my life," he paused.

Thinking of the lost child and the heartbroken woman, Jin Zeming couldn't help but feel another stirring in his heart.

"I'm going to divorce her. I will not spare anyone who hurts you, no matter who he is. He endured the pain that was about to burst out and hugged her back tightly.

"You're Mine"

Gradually, the woman in her arms cried louder and louder, and finally she completely lost her voice and cried bitterly.

The crying pulled Luo Xingchen's waist and abdomen, and bursts of swelling pains continued to hit her.

She grabbed his arm and choked him to death.

"You are my Jin Zeming, you are mine"

She cried and screamed, slurred.

When Jin Zeming heard the name, he frowned slightly, but he was instantly relieved.

As long as she's by his side, she can do whatever she wants!

"I'm not seeing you as a substitute, do you really believe me? You are really Jin Zeming, and I am Luo Xingchen, our life was stolen, please believe me, I am really tired by myself, Jin Zeming, please wake up, wake up, okay? ”

She raised her hand and caressed his face tremblingly.

No matter how handsome this face is, it is not the same him.

"You used to be more handsome and good-looking than you are now, really you go and look at Jin Zeming's information, you can definitely see it, as long as you want to see it. That's you, it's just that someone will definitely add or delete something, but you will definitely find out the truth. You're amazing, really, before, now, you're great. ”

She choked and babbled.

The more Jin Zeming listened, the more serious his expression became.

If what this woman said is true, then the sky in the country of R will definitely fall.

He didn't say a word, letting her vent.

After a while, he gently hugged her in his arms and comforted her softly, "Be obedient, don't be sad for too long, your stomach will hurt, and it's not good for your health." If we don't have a good body, we won't have children. ”

"We have cuteness, Jin Zeming, cuteness is your daughter, it's me and your daughter."

Luo Xingchen sobbed, and closed his eyes in his arms in a drowsy manner.

"Don't sleep, then can you tell me, how did we have a daughter?" He deliberately asked her, not to ask for an answer, but to feel sorry for her body and not let her fall asleep.