Zerg’s Daughter-in-law Are All 2.4 Meters

"What's wrong with Bereno?!" I looked at Harche's expression and asked quickly, feeling uneasy and anxious.

Halche bowed his head and said with red eyes: "We came out from Tingman and had a very good talk. Everything went according to plan. Who knew it would be blocked when we came out! Boss, he avoided a little but still fought. If it hits the shoulder, the bullet is special, and it can blow a hole in the human body in an instant..."

"And..." Halche looked up at me, and there was anger and inexplicable dark light rolling inside: "The boss has a cub, you know?"

"..."

I swayed my steps to support the wall, and my head was buzzing: "No way... We only had one time when I was at the frontier. Why is it so simple..."

Halche looked at me faintly.

I held my forehead and sighed: "Well, I admit it more than once."

But how long has it been? It's been more than two months. Did Bereno never find out? Why didn't he say it! I pursed my lips: "So child..."

"It bleeds." Halche said softly in a low voice, trembling: "The doctor said that the boss was seriously injured and lost a lot of blood, and the cub could not be saved when he was sent to the hospital, Fu Liangyan, you bastard! "

Harche grabbed mine and yelled at me: "Why don't you know? Why don't you know?! If only I had known the boss's current body, I would have gone!"

"Sorry..." I let Halche hold me, blinking slowly, the wound on my body began to hurt again, exhausted, shocked, and unable to accept the child who I just knew disappeared so easily. I'm almost overwhelmed, I said to myself.

Someone tells you that you have a child, and the next second, I'm sorry, your child died. What kind of mood should that be?

...I closed my eyes at a loss, and Halche pushed me aside and stood at the door of the ward.

"We have used the medical warehouse for the boss, and the murderer has also gone to investigate. If you really feel sorry, Fu Liangyan, go in and see the boss. When the boss wakes up, you should be responsible!"

"I know." I resisted the urge to roar frantically, to break something and break something, and smiled calmly and restrained: "...I know."

Halche's eyes widened suddenly, and he threw a punch!

"Damn! Are you still laughing now? You are still laughing now! I know that you and the boss have **** with each other without any relationship or relationship! But our boss rescued you, right? And we had a relationship with you. Come on, you still have your child stuffed in your mother's belly! How dare you laugh when our boss is lying there now!"

Halche roared and stood in front of me, his chest heaving violently, I sat on the ground and pressed the blood oozing lips, the teeth were not broken, it seemed that he was still showing mercy.

The left hand pressed the cold floor, and the cold became an analgesic.

At this time, Halche suddenly received a communication. When Halche turned off the communicator, he was condescending and his eyes were not smiling like a real wolf!

He's going to kill someone and make me splatter my blood on the spot. I looked up and smiled at him, and the anger in his eyes suddenly became sharper!

He said, "Fu Liangyan, in your eyes, we are just Zerg, not your kin, right? Then you just get out of here! Don't **** show up here!"

After speaking, Halche left in a hurry, and I leaned against the door of the ward.

"Halche, you overestimate me, you overestimate me..." I closed my eyes.

I'm actually pretty useless, I'm actually pretty ordinary. I'm just afraid, if there are tears, all the hidden sadness will run out like a hole has been pierced.

I'm just afraid, once the tears flow, the pain in my heart can no longer be suppressed.

I'm not strong at all, because strong people laugh when they want to cry.

Only cowardly people will bury the pain and compress it, and dare not reveal the slightest bit, because we don't know if we can endure it so desperately next time...

The saddest thing in this world is not laughing and crying, but the more you want to cry, the more you smile.

I sat on the cold floor, the blood from the corners of my mouth seemed to freeze on my chin, and the door behind me was my only support. I have also imagined that such a person can see through all my stubbornness, bring me out of the heavy mountain, and let me relax unscrupulously. And is that man Child? Is it Winsor? Is it Bereno?

...

After seven days Burreno woke up.

He came out of the medical warehouse without looking at me, but still laughing wickedly. In this world, Bereno is just Bereno. He has experienced more pain, so he doesn't care if someone comforts him.

I put my hand on his stomach. Burreno raised his eyebrows and his red lips opened slightly as if he could spit out vicious sarcasm at any time.

"Brenau, I have news for you."

Burreno hummed: "Tell me, what happened while I was away? Could it be that Tingman died?"

I shook my head and said, "It's not him, since you were injured, all the people associated with Tingman have been assassinated, and on the same day as you. Many of the males in Tingman's men died and were seriously injured. I don't know. Who did it? In this way, almost everyone related to Tingman has been killed. Tingman is now like a tiger whose hands and feet have been chopped off. Besides you and me, there are organizations. Who do you think?"

After I finished speaking, a flash of astonishment flashed across Burreno's face, and he sneered with the gleam of his sinking eyes: "Since it's not like us 'outlaws' who can do it and the emperor, it's not impossible that the emperor now suspects Tingman. , deliberately doing this to give him a warning, because isn't Tingman nothing? This kind of practice is normal in the royal family."

"Not necessarily." I smiled, passing my palm over his lower abdomen. If it was cut open, it would be empty. That's right, some things will come back if they won't be recovered.

Burreno grabbed my hand and suddenly put his probe over it, those lake blue eyes narrowed and only a trace of translucent blue could be seen from the gap, like a blade!

"Fu Liangyan, something is wrong with you." His fingers with metal finger caps were stuck in my hair, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be bent happily, but his eyes were still the sword that could be drawn at any time, and his voice was hoarse and elongated. He breathed in my ear and said, "You don't really care about that cub, do you?"

The tone was dismissive.

I looked up and the tip of my nose could poke into his chin.

Burreno hummed, released me and lay back on the bed with a contemptuous smile: "I just want sex, and as for children, I don't want that kind of drag! Especially at this time, I'm not with you. Said it was just not necessary, and when I found out more, I decided to let him go, but this time it was my wish."

His profile face is even a bit prettier than his front face, whether it's a mockery or a sneer, it can bring out a kind of arrogant temperament.

Burr Leno's words ended, I pulled the corner of my mouth and said softly, "...I really do care."

Burr Leno smiled and turned to see my shadow reflected in my pupils. The man who had grown into a man bowed his head slightly, and strands of black hair fell from his ears, drawing a black line from his face that was not firm. The man's eyes were black, and there was nothing in the dark, but the corners of his mouth were pulled up, and some wrinkled shirts were loosely worn on his body. It seemed quiet and still.

"I care a lot, this child..." I smiled at Bereno: "If only he could be born. You can call me father and father."

The corners of Burreno's mouth pursed, and the lake-blue eyes were blade-like, but the cold light was dissipated, and it was embellished, like the sea.

"Brenau, there are very few people in the world who love each other. Companion is not necessarily because of love, because we will eventually find something heavier than love." I took his hand and leaned down and pressed my cheek against it. , black hair spread on the white quilt.

"We are all responsible for this matter. It's not your fault alone. Although Bereno in my impression is arrogant and arrogant, he was tortured so much when he was a child and suffered the pain of losing all his family... So He won't care about this child, on the contrary, he will care more than anyone else, and cherish it...Berreno, we are very similar."

I sat up and sat on the hospital bed, looking at him with his whole face buried in the soft pillow, and under the shaggy hair covering his eyes, was there a pair of weeping eyes.

Later, I held him in my arms and held his head. Burreno had no tears, he just had red eyes, and the moist mist receded and rose again.

After all, no tears fell from those lake blue eyes.

On the second day, Burreno changed back to the former Burreno, but there was probably something sincerity and solidarity between us.