Here Comes a Cute Baby—To Kidnap a Daddy as a Gift for My Mommy

Only now did Sheng Yeting realize that she was in a bad mood because of this matter!    

    

Even without thinking about it, he could imagine that his mother must have said some unpleasant things to Xia Xingcheng.    

    

He knew his mother so well that he could understand why Xia Xingcheng was in such pain.    

    

Mother is always like this, like a soft knife, but the slaughter has nowhere to run.    

    

Thinking of this, Sheng Yeting felt a little sour in his heart. Suddenly, he started to feel sorry for this woman.    

    

It was as if he had never experienced such a feeling ever since he had become sensible.    

    

It was difficult to describe, and left him at a loss as to what to do.    

    

After a long while, Xia Xingcheng seemed to wake up a little and the confusion in her eyes faded. She blinked and asked him, "Sheng Yeting, do you think that my marriage to you is a burden to you?"    

    

At this point, her eyes couldn't help but turn red.    

    

Sheng Yeting frowned, then he lifted Xia Xingcheng's chin and looked at himself with her confused eyes, "Although the two of us agreed to get married, but I'm not the kind of person who would casually say divorce."    

    

"How can my marriage be child's play?"    

    

He quietly looked at the woman in front of him, his voice filled with determination.    

    

Xia Xingcheng blinked her big eyes in confusion. She couldn't help but suspect that she was really drunk.    

    

Otherwise, why would she hear such words from Sheng Yeting's mouth? Normally, she wouldn't even dare to think about it.    

    

In fact, she never expected anything.    

    

Xia Xingcheng immediately chuckled softly and pouted coquettishly, saying, "Who would believe what you just said?"    

    

She didn't want to believe it, was this really not the Sheng Yeting that she knew?    

    

Sheng Yeting wasn't like that.    

    

Tears appeared in Xia Xingcheng's eyes as she smiled. Sheng Yeting, who didn't know why, gasped for breath.    

    

He felt like someone had choked him, and he suppressed it.    

    

Sheng Yeting raised his eyebrows and looked at the drunk woman in front of him in amusement.    

    

"When did my words become so untrustworthy?"    

    

Sensing the slight pressure in the air, Xia Xingcheng instinctively shrank her neck.    

    

However, because she was drunk, her courage was greater than usual. She looked at the man in front of her provocatively and said, "Let me believe what you said, unless you prove it to me."    

    

After hearing what she said, Sheng Yeting's smile became even wider. He suddenly became interested: "How do you want me to prove it? Tell me."    

    

This question seemed to have directly troubled Xia Xingcheng.    

    

Xia Xingcheng couldn't help but tilt her head and think for a long time, but she was still unable to come up with a solution.    

    

It was true that the man in front of her had Sheng Yeting's handsome face, but the words he said left her at a loss.    

    

Adding on what he had said today, it was simply too surprising.    

    

All of this made her feel unreal, not to mention that she was still in a daze.    

    

Thus, under Sheng Yeting's persistent gaze, Xia Xingcheng didn't know what was going on in her head.    

    

Almost instinctively, Xia Xingcheng said, "How about … Give me a kiss and I'll see if you listen. "    

    

Her already big eyes narrowed mischievously. With a faint ray of light, Sheng Yeting couldn't shift his gaze away.    

    

He was stunned for a moment, and then let out a soft laugh, "Wasn't that enough just now? "What's so difficult about that?"    

    

Then, Sheng Yeting lightly pushed Xia Xingcheng's head against the sofa. The two of them were very close.    

    

The woman seemed to have forgotten her struggle as she stared at him with her big eyes.    

    

Seeing that she still didn't react, Sheng Yeting raised his head and looked at her helplessly: "When kissing you, you should close your eyes, right?"    

    

Xia Xingcheng blinked. It was unknown if she heard it or not.    

    

In the end, she still closed her eyes.    

    

Sheng Yeting smiled in satisfaction. At this time, he should have let go of this woman, but he couldn't control himself.    

    

Xia Xingcheng's mind was getting less and less clear. Sheng Yeting's fanaticism made her think this was just a dream.    

    

Xia Xingcheng seemed to be feeling a bit uncomfortable, and she started to struggle as if she wanted to escape.    

    

Sheng Yeting was pushed away a little bit, but the two of them were half a wall apart.    

    

He put his head on Xia Xingcheng's forehead and looked down at the woman who made him have sex with her.    

    

"You want to leave after you've done what you have to do?"    

    

Sheng Yeting said word by word. His voice was a little hoarse, which made people itch to listen to him.    

    

Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, but Xia Xingcheng was even more uncertain as to whether what was happening before her was real or just a dream.    

    

If it was a dream, why was it so real?    

    

Seeing that the woman did not answer him and her face had already become slightly flushed, he could not help but remember that he had said that if there was a next time, he would not mind changing the contents of the agreement.    

    

Sheng Yeting was unwilling to let her go at this moment.