pulled Yan Ling, who was about to freeze, from the balcony to the room and wrapped her in a quilt.

"Yi Haiyin is outside now, if you want to see him, just go down and see him, why abuse yourself."

"Xiao Yueyue, I'm so conflicted now......" Yan Ling bit her lip, her eyes full of struggle.

She wanted to be brave for Yi Haiyin and the child in her belly, forgetting the identity gap between her and Yi Haiyin, but she worked hard to fight for it.

But I was worried that because of her, Yi Haiyin would fall into the dilemma of family affection and love.

The sound of the violin outside was still ringing, Yi Haiyin didn't seem to know that she was tired at all, and played the same song over and over again, so that Yan Ling couldn't forget the man who was waiting for her in the cold wind for a second......

She is now pregnant with a baby, and she can't even stand outside with him to blow the wind, so she can only watch him wait alone outside the gate at a loss.

Finally, Yan Ling seemed to have the last nerve broken, reached out to wipe away the tears on his face, turned his head and ran downstairs.

ran out of the gate of the Yang family in one go, rushed outside, ran towards Yi Haiyin, and threw himself into his arms in one fell swoop.

"Yi Haiyin, you fool, I don't deserve your ...... I don't deserve ......" Yan Ling's tears were forcibly held, and tears flowed into a river in an instant.

Holding his waist with both hands, he wept like a child.

kept scolding him.

"I'm not stupid, I'm crazy, Ling'er, without you, I'd be crazy." Yi Haiyin's thin lips opened slightly, threw the violin aside, reached out and hugged her thin body into his arms, and pressed her tightly to his chest, like holding a lost and recovered baby.

He lowered his head and gagged her lips.

"Hmm!" Yan Ling was held in his arms, and he couldn't avoid his kiss at all, so he could only bear his plunder, knowing that he was content to let go of her.

The long fingers with distinct bones gently crossed her eyebrows and stared at her crimson cheeks.

"Ling'er, don't leave again."

"......" The tip of Yan Ling's nose was sore, and he bit his lip, so he couldn't help but let himself cry.

How much she wanted to tell him that she didn't want to leave him, not at all!

If she could, she would rather die in his arms than be separated from him.

"Ling'er......" Yi Haiyin couldn't get her answer, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her handsome face flashed a trace of unease, and immediately, she remembered something and looked down at her stomach.

Looking at her still flat belly, her eyes became complicated, as if she was wondering, is there really a baby in her belly?

I seemed to be curious, wanting to touch her belly, but I was worried that it would startle her......

So just holding her and staring at her belly for a moment.

"Yi Haiyin, what are you looking at?" Yan Ling was hesitating to tell him about her pregnancy, when she suddenly saw Yi Haiyin staring at her belly, startled, inexplicably empty, and wanted to avoid his eyes.

As soon as I was nervous, I suddenly felt a wave of nausea in my chest.

I couldn't help but bend over and retch.

Just relieved, he was worried about whether Yi Haiyin would be suspicious, in case he waited to ask......

Before Yan Ling could think about what to say, in the next second, the whole person was hugged by Yi Haiyin and strode into the Yang family.

As soon as he entered the living room and saw Xia Changyue, he asked, "Ling'er vomited, where is her room?" ”

"Upstairs, the first room." As soon as Xia Changyue came back to his senses, he immediately spoke.