Mu Qingyu's eyes widened, she couldn't believe that Leng Yunlin said such a thing!

   This should be the worst ending she ever thought of! Although she attaches great importance to Enen, the little guy in her belly is her own flesh and blood, and she will never give up!

   "No, I can't give you this child!"

   "It's a joke, why?" Leng Yunlin folded his arms and smiled, "Even if the couple divorces, if they have two children, they will usually be one for each of them. You want to be kind, I want our children, it's fair!"

   "Leng Yunlin, if you want to have a baby, you can just find any woman to give it to you. Why did you take my baby away?" Mu Qingyu only felt a calculation in his mind, and moved back a little. He put his hands on his belly, as if he was worried that he would **** the baby away soon.

  Leng Yunlin was really annoyed by her attitude, and felt like a stallion. Once the task of sowing is done, it is thrown aside.

   "Mu Qingyu, if you want to have a child in the future, you can also find a man to have a child. You don't need this child at all."

   "You think I'm you!" She was angry.

   "Then tell me—are you really only me?" Leng Yunlin suddenly lowered his voice, looked at her with a serious expression.

  She saw the burning light in his eyes, and seemed to understand what his words meant. She was obviously very angry, but her heart beat suddenly accelerated.

   Turning his face away, his words flickered: "I don't know what you mean."

   "Is that so—" the ending was drawn out, and he looked unpredictable, "Then I'd better fight for the custody of this child."

   "Leng Yunlin!" She was angry, but Leng Yunlin looked at her with a serious face: "Then you say it."

   "Are we talking about this time?" She didn't understand, her original intention was to feel that she was sorry for him, and in the future, she would not give up on En En because she was not her biological son. As for Leng Yunlin, she could only rely on her feelings to feel that he didn't really like Mu Shangen, that short-term pain was better than long-term pain, and that it was better to separate from him than being together with awkward tone.

  However, he talked to her. . . . . . Some of these are not!

   "Then tell me, have you ever had an intimate relationship with Mo Shaochen, or any other man?" Leng Yunlin looked directly into her pupils with sharp eyes. "You know, this is very important to a man."

  Mu Qingyu avoided his gaze, and after a long time, she opened her mouth coyly, with a voice like a mosquito: "So, didn't I tell you?"

   "When did you say that?" Leng Yunlin frowned, sat next to her, put his paws on her shoulders, turned her head, and forced her to look at him.

  Staying so close, he could slightly smell the milky fragrance emanating from her body. The whole person is fragrant and soft, like a white and fat bun.

  Mu Qingyu lowered her head, feeling a little embarrassed: "That's right...you asked me before when you were taking a bath in the villa."

   "I..." Leng Yunlin didn't come up in one breath, almost suffocating. Hearing what she said, he seemed to have asked, is he the only man she has?

  She answered, yes.

   But later, because of what happened to Enen and Mo Shaochen, he had long forgotten this sentence.

   Could it be true what she said before?