I Am the Mother of a Prodigy

Pei Chen found An Baozhu in the Pian Ting. She was staying with the brothers in the An family. She was amused by the brothers, which shows that she is very favored.

Pei Chen bothered these people and couldn't help but raise his hand to mess his hair, and approached in a cramped manner.

His footsteps are not very obvious, but they still attract the attention of the An family. An Baozhu turned her head, her squishy mouth and angrily said, "Pei Chen, aren't you not playing with me? Why are you coming over here?"

"Come here, I'll ask you something."

"I don't want it." An Baozhu leaned in An Yanze's arms and tugged at his sleeve. "What if you hit me?"

As soon as this was said, the faces of the Anjia brothers became unsightly.

Pei Chen didn't persuade them. Since An Baozhu didn't follow him, he asked directly, "Do you know when An wanted to die?" Pei Chen felt a little awkward when he said this. There are many people with the same name in the world, but he just happened to know the person with the same name, and fortunately, he stayed upstairs all his life.

The few people looked at each other, but none of them spoke.

An Yanze pursed his thin lips, put away his smile, his expression became serious, "How did Pei Shao know An Xiang?"

"An Baozhu just mentioned that this person happened to collide with my grandma, so I came to ask." Pei Chen was able to deal with it easily, and no one doubted it for a while.

"This matter is not convenient to disclose, so Shao Pei should go back."

Seeing that they couldn't knock on these people's mouths, Pei Chen shrugged and turned to leave.

"If you can't ask, they won't say."

An Zimo typed the word "An Xiang" in the search bar, this name is not so common, and searching to no avail. He twisted his good-looking brows, and the minutiae that had been overlooked by him were now flooding in his head, making An Zimo had to doubt his mother's identity.

At the beginning of meeting An Xiang, what she thought in her heart was "the son is so sweet." Because she was too disgusted with her, An Zimo didn't think much about it at that time. Later, when I went home with her, she slept in a coffin and was crazy about horror movies. An Zimo thought it was an act of fanaticism that An wanted to be too addicted to movies, so she didn't care too much.

Now it seems that there is a secret that has been kept for a long time.

Could there be such a possibility that the mother's soul was the vampire named An Xiang, who came into this human body by accident? If his guess is true, then he is no longer him, and his mother is not his mother.

This world is really fantasy!

An Zimo stroked his chest, feeling that he had been experiencing some incredible things every day since he came here. The strange thing is that he can accept it.

"But why are you asking about this?"

An Zimo shook his head and didn't want to say more. There was music from the auditorium at the rear, and the banquet was about to begin. He put away the tablet, and walked in without saying anything.

The overhead lights changed, the surroundings were dimmed, a beam of light hit the stairs, and everyone's eyes were drawn away.

When An Xiang's figure appeared in the eyes of everyone, the surrounding area was obviously silent.

she is pretty.

The haute couture red dress wraps the bumpy body, and the light and shadow jump on the milky white skin, showing a lustrous luster. She is holding Pei Yizhou, her long hair curled up, her hair accessories are dotted in a thick blackness, her makeup is exquisite, and her peach eyes are moist and passionate.

An Xiang's body is as gentle as a spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, while carrying a tranquil atmosphere, with delicate eyebrows, like a picture scroll. She followed the man with introverted temperament, and matched it perfectly.

The hall was silent, watching them come down quietly.

An Xiang is the focus. She has never been seen by so many people. The roots of her ears are reddish, and she can't help feeling nervous, holding Pei Yizhou's fingers unconsciously tightening.

Pei Yizhou looked down at her, and after noticing her tension, he pulled out his arms and directly held An Xiang's slender and soft palms.

The man's palm is broad and strong, and his skin is slightly cool, which contrasts with the hotness of her fingertips. He clasped An Xiang tightly, and his power was silently transmitted to the bottom of her heart. An Xiang's eyelashes trembled lightly, and he slowly raised his head and peeked over.

Pei Yizhou was silent, as calm and thin as ever, with a touch of coldness in Feng's eyes. As if feeling An Xiang was looking at him, she also looked over, the cold mist in her eyes cleared, and the smile turned into spring breeze, making her throb for no reason.

An wanted not to start, and followed Pei Yizhou onto the stage. It was quiet below, listening to them.

Pei Yizhou never let go. After the music stopped, he slowly said: "First of all, thank you all for participating in this banquet in your busy schedule."

His spine is straight, standing like a cedar, and his gestures are full of extravagance.

"Recently, there are some bad rumors out there, so I want to take this opportunity to clarify to the outside world." He held An Xiang's hand firmly, and everyone noticed that both of them were wearing the same ring on their ring fingers, which was obviously married. Quit.

"The girl standing next to me is called An Xiang." Pei Yizhou looked at her soul with deep eyes, "She is the person I love the most, the person I want to spend my life together."

The man's low, cold voice lingered in his ears.

There was a bang in An Xiang's mind, his heartbeat lost its rhythm, and even his breathing became rapid.

His eyes were hot like fireworks, and there was only her reflection in his eyes.

His words are affectionate and beautiful. An Xiang can't tell whether this is a lie to deceive an outsider; or just a love word to her, but anyway, at this moment, An Xiang's mind is indeed affected by these words. Bewitched.

even…

Believe a little.

"I don't want anyone to misunderstand her. In my eyes, An Xiang is the most special and what I care about the most."

As the voice fell, those big hands clasped An Xiang's shoulders, and before she could react, a pair of warm lips fell on her forehead.

Her heart was beating, beating wildly.

His shoulders were shaking, and the breath he exhaled was hot.

An Xiang was confused and infatuated, her eyes were misted with emotion, and she stared at Pei Yizhou blankly. This kiss was like a stone falling in a calm lake, making her heart rippling in circles.

There was applause in the audience, and An Xiang blinked and hurriedly looked away.

Outsiders seemed to be En Ai Deng right. An Zimo ate the small cakes with expressionless face all the way, noticed An Xiang's red and affectionate eyes, and wrinkled her brows impenetrably.

"Huh, the Pei family is really depraved, and even married a human being."

Glittering whispers came from behind.

An Zimo turned his head and spoke to a wealthy wife who looked forty or fifty years old, jeweled and gorgeously dressed, but her brows were too mean.

She didn't notice An Zimo, and continued to say to the people around her: "This face really disgusts me."

"I hate it. If An wants to live, maybe I can marry Pei Yizhou." An Heyuan sighed regretfully, and looked up at the faces of the people on the stage. The more he watched, the more frightened he became, and the more he watched, the more incredible it became.

That face is at least 60 to 70% similar to his daughter, and the temperament is exactly the same.

Thinking of the eldest daughter who passed away due to allergies, An Heyuan's face became unwell.

"Come on, what is your daughter's promise."

At this time, Pei Yizhou had come over with An's thoughts, he didn't overhear the two people's speech, and walked straight over.

"Mo Mo, where did you go just now?" An wanted to see his son before relaxing, bending over and adjusting the tie on his chest, "Are you nervous?"

An Zimo shook his head.

He looked very reticent like Pei Yizhou.

An Xiang was about to speak when a familiar voice came from not far away.

"Yizhou, congratulations."

An Xiang's spine was stiff, and she looked over in disbelief.

The middle-aged couple who walked towards them looked exactly the same in their memories. Just seeing those two faces, bad memories took over the whole mind.

An wanted to have a breathing disorder, and stared at them as they couldn't make a sound.

An Zimo noticed her fault for the first time, looked at the two of them, and then at her.

"Hello, Dong An." Pei Yizhou's greetings were polite and distant.

Tai Lanyi turned her gaze on An Xiang, looked at her back and forth, and scoffed at the corners of her mouth, "I was surprised that Yi Zhou got married so soon and had children."

Pei Yizhouquan didn't hear the ridicule, and shook the glass of red wine at will, "Marriage is common sense, there is no need to be surprised."

Tai Lanyi couldn't help but sneered.

Even if she didn't speak, An Xiang knew what she was thinking.

An Jia hates mixed races and humans, and now she definitely disdains her.

She stared at the face close at hand, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Tai Lanyi is her mother and An Heyuan is her father, but they have not shown any affection for her since childhood. Ann wanted to be lost, hoped, and finally with death, there is only hatred.

An Xiang pressed her lips tightly, and her son's hand trembled.

"It's a happy event anyway. If Yizhou is fine, you can bring his wife and children to Anjia as a guest. I will have a meeting later, so I will leave first." An Heyuan finished his courtesy and left with his wife.

Watching the two walking away from the back, An Xiang felt unwell.

She took a deep breath and said to Pei Yizhou, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Ann wanted to turn around and walked to the bathroom alone.

What she didn't know at this time was that An Zimo had heard everything in her heart just now.

An Zimo felt that he was really insightful. He didn't feel surprised when he heard those incredible things. There was even a sense of admiration and admiration that I can think of, which I can think of.

so-

Not only is he not him, but his mother is not his mother! !

His mother was really born again! !

His mother's original body is a vampire! !

This world is so **** magical!

An Zimo's heart was shouting, but his small face was somber without any expression.

In this way, my mother really wasn't the mother who had abused her in the previous life. This truth made An Zimo feel relaxed and happy from the inside out. He pursed his lips and grabbed Pei Yizhou's sleeve.

"Ok?"

"I know my mother's secret."

"...?" Pei Yizhou frowned and asked in cooperation, "What's the secret."

An Zimo chuckled twice, his small expression was full of triumphant arrogance, "No, tell, tell, you."

"...?"

Owed.

After provoking Pei Yizhou, An Zimo bounced away with a small whistle.

The toilet is very empty.

An Xiang supported her hands on the sink, her face in the mirror was delicate, but her eyes were extremely hollow.

She fixedly stared at her face, the memories that kept pouring out made her resent, her finger bones tightened tightly, and her chest sore. An Xiang closed her eyes, turned on the faucet to wash her green fingers, adjusted her breath and turned and left.

An Xiang lowered her head, and accidentally collided with the visitor.

"Feel sorry."

"It's ok."

The voice was familiar, An Xiang raised his head to look over, and was stunned: "Mr. An...?"

"You can just call my name." An Yanze wore a silver-gray suit today. The tailored suit made his temperament more elegant. He put his hand in his pocket and smiled gently.

"Your complexion is not so good, is it uncomfortable?"

Ann wanted to shook his head.

"It's fine." His eyes flickered, "Congratulations."

Those two words didn't have much real feelings, but An Xiang still said thank you, and then bypassed him and left.

An Yanze raised his eyebrows and turned to enter the bathroom.

His younger brother An Yuan happened to be there, and after hearing the conversation between the two, he said, "Brother Ze knows her?"

"Well, I've seen it a few times."

An Yuan smiled badly: "I will meet you next time."

"Not very familiar, no need." After An Yanze washed his hands, he unconsciously recalled the fragrance of the woman's body. He was in a trance for a few seconds before turning on the faucet again and splashing cold water on his face.

**

The banquet did not end until nine o'clock in the evening.

An Xiang was too tired after being tossed all day long, and immediately took a shower after it was over. Just coming out of the bathroom, there was a knock on the door.

She stepped forward and opened it, and the man's tall and slender figure came into view.

"Mr. Pei?" She tilted her head, her eyes flashing with surprise.

An Xiang had just finished taking a shower, and her hair didn't have time to dry. The lotus root pink silk nightdress hung in front of the knee, and two thin shoulder straps hung on the shoulders. The drops of water dripping from the tips of the hair slowly slipped down the skin, and all exposed skin carries the light powder that has been steamed by the water vapor, which is seductive and sexy.

She stepped on the ground barefoot with tight and beautiful calf lines. Pei Yizhou's eyes couldn't help but glance at the curled toes, breathe slightly, and quickly look away.

"Would you like to go to suit the clothes?"

An wanted to lower her head, this nightgown was a little exposed, looking at the small exposed breast, she blushed and hurriedly found her nightgown tightly on her body.

"Mr. Pei, are you looking for me...what's the matter?" An wanted to be ashamed, and dared not look at him with her head down.

"You didn't eat much at night, I asked the kitchen to prepare some supper." Pei Yizhou walked in the door sideways and put the dinner plate on the table.

Ann wanted to touch her belly. To be honest, she was a little hungry, so she was not polite, and sat on the sofa to eat.

"Mr. Pei, do you want to eat together?"

"Well, good." Pei Yizhou did not refuse, scooped a small bowl of soup, and sat beside An Xiang.

The two were close to each other. When An wanted to raise her hand, she would involuntarily touch the man's arm. She couldn't help but moved aside, but she felt alienated again, so she rubbed it. She moved like a restless hamster, Pei Yizhou put down the bowl and looked at her with a smile.

An Xiang didn't notice the man's gaze, and concentrated on eating the small butter buns.

She is also cute when she eats, taking a sip and being cute like a child.

Pei Yizhou's heart was about to melt, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe away the debris on the girl's face.

"Thank you..." An Xiang blushed, and drank the soup slowly.

"Zimo told me today that I knew your secret."

"Hey?" An Xiang's eyes were surprised, does she have a secret?

"He's showing off to me, I'm a little jealous."

Eat...Jealous? ?

Ann wanted to be surprised.

"What I said today was not for them."

The light leaped on the tip of the man's hair. Compared to the coldness in the daytime, now that the suit was removed, the man who was talking with him was only approachable and gentle.

An Xiang's hand holding the bowl squeezed hard, and her heartbeat speeded up again. She slowed her breath and looked at Pei Yizhou, some looking forward to what he would say next, and some inexplicably perturbed.

"Think about it, do you remember what I said?"

The thick long eyelashes enveloped those deep and charming black eyes, and her blank face was reflected in the eyes.

Before An wanted to regain consciousness, the man approached.

Her muscles were tight and she evaded backwards reflexively.

"Remember...remember."

"how about you?"

"me?"

"Well, do you want to refuse my confession?"

Confession...confession? ?

Ann wanted to be completely dumbfounded.

Pei Yizhou laughed blankly: "Otherwise you think it's a joke?"

An Xiang couldn't speak, his brain was in a mess.

"Are you serious?" An Xiang couldn't believe it. In her opinion, Pei Yizhou is aloof, if there is no that night, and there is no An Zimo, they will never meet, just like the soil will never be company with the stars.

Pei Yizhou is the star, she is the dirt.

However, at this moment, the man told her that he hoped to spend a lifetime with her.

"I never make a joke." Pei Yizhou's expression was full of stern expression, "It is abrupt, I have had ulterior motives for you since a few years ago."

Ann wanted to stare.

"I remember your taste, and I can see the color of your soul, which is the most precious existence to me."

The light of her soul flickered like a pearl, and every time she dreamed back at midnight, Pei Yizhou would always be drawn by the green in her dream. Her breath is special, her soul is special, and the kiss on her body is also special.

There has never been such a person, let him be so haunted.

The banquet was planned for a long time, and Pei Yizhou also thought about An.

An Xiang was dizzy by the sudden affectionate confession, she fanned her face with her hand, and said slurredly: "Mr. Pei, is it because of Zimo? You just said this to me..."

"It has nothing to do with Zimo, and it has nothing to do with anyone."

Not Zimo?

It means that even without Zimo, he would say that...

Ann wanted to swallow her saliva and suddenly felt very dry and nervous in her throat.

"So, will you try to be with me?"

An Xiangna said: "...I didn't think about it."

Pei Yizhou was serious: "It doesn't matter, you can think about it slowly after we are together."

"I, I, I...I have never been in love." An Xiang was nervous to know what to do. Although she has a baby now, the relationship aspect is still in a blank state, and there is really no way to respond decisively to Pei Yizhou.

"I don't know if I like you..." An Xiang frowned, her fingertips curled together.

Since childhood, the only men who appeared next to her were those of Anjia's brothers, who were all villains except An Yanze. Such a living environment made An Xiang extremely fearful and distrustful of men.

Pei Yizhou...

It seems to be different again.

Ann wanted to fall into tangles, and her teeth bit her lower lip habitually.

"Why don't you give me some time, let me think about it."

An Xiang didn't directly refuse, but gave a roundabout answer.

Pei Yizhou did not forcefully persecute, and for him, it was a good result if he did not refuse.

"Okay, good night."

"Good night."

Pei Yizhou got up and walked to the door to find that the door had been locked.

Obviously, his father did it again.

"Can you use the phone for me?"

Ann wanted to pass his mobile phone over generously.

Pei Yizhou familiarly pressed a series of numbers to dial in, his jaw line was taut, his face was full of bad words, when the other party was connected, he said two words coldly: "Open the door."

Snapped.

Pei Jinglin hung up directly.

When he dials again, the other party directly shuts down.

Pei Yizhou tried to contact the housekeeper again, but no one answered, apparently he had been notified by his parents.

He was upset and called Pei Chen again, but no one answered. As for the three little kids, they probably went to bed early, let alone hope.

Pei Yizhou: "..." Doubts about life.

"Is the door locked?"

"Yeah." Pei Yizhou returned the phone, calmly, "It's okay, I turned out from the balcony."

"Huh?" An wanted to look back. "This is the fourth floor, it's dangerous."

"It doesn't matter, the ghost's body is very strong." As he said, Pei Yizhou walked to the balcony.

Anxiety was tense, and he hurriedly stopped, "Don't don't, it's very dangerous, don't turn it over."

Pei Yizhou stopped.

Ann wanted to look around. The bed in the bedroom was large, sleeping three people was not a problem, and the sofa was also very spacious.

She hesitated for a few seconds, released her hand and said, "You, you can just make it here for one night."

"Do not you mind?"

An Xiang lowered his head: "...don't mind."

"Then I will sleep on the sofa."

"Oh, I'll get you the quilt." Ann wanted to take out a quilt and put it over, and took two steps back. "Good night."

"Good night."

He has a nice voice, and the two words are low and seductive.

An Xiang rubbed her ears, slowly lay back on the bed, and shrank herself in the warm quilt.

The night is deep and there is no sound around.

Ann wanted to sleep soundly until she was awakened by a sudden panting.

She turned on the lamp and slowly supported her upper body.

"Mr. Pei?"

With the dim light, An wanted to see Pei Yizhou on the sofa flushed, and his breathing was shorter and messy than the other.

She walked over barefoot, the look consistent with her not too long ago.

Ann wanted to breathe stagnantly, and asked cautiously, "Are you that day again?"

Pei Yizhou's throat is rolling, his eyes smudged by desire are covered with mist of eroticism, and the expression in her eyes is undisguised. An Xiang took two steps back in shock, and finally approached slowly.

An Xiang used to be a ghost with only developmental delays and lack of ability, so he has not experienced any estrus or estrus by the age of twenty, so it is difficult to understand Pei Yizhou's feelings now, but from the last time, it should not have been so good.

An Xiang has the experience of the last time, and now he doesn't twitch, and generously sends his finger over: "Which one do you suck?"

Which one to suck?

Pei Yizhou's arm was placed in front of his forehead, and his wet and blurred eyes fixed on An Xiang's white and slender neck.

Her neck is as beautiful as a swan, her skin is as white as jade, and the cyan blood vessels flow under her skin, like a fine art.

Pei Yizhou's mouth feels dry and tongue, and the scent lingering on the tip of his nose almost makes him lose his mind.

After tasting it once, he couldn't bear it anymore.

The man's eyes looked like a hungry wolf, his shoulders curled up, he clutched his neck and shook his head desperately: "No, you can't **** here."

She has never been bitten in her neck since she was a child, so she must be afraid of it.

Pei Yizhou licked his lips and sat up from the sofa with difficulty. He tried to calm down, biting the tip of his tongue to get his sense back.

"I won't hurt you, don't be afraid."

The voice is dumb.

An Xiang looked at the man destroyed by desire with a complicated expression, and had to say that Pei Yizhou's current appearance was indeed pitiful, and even aroused her maternal glory.

An wanted to hesitate for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to walk over, and lightly tapped the man's shoulder with her index finger.

He raised his eyes, his broken hair covering his forehead.

"I... I can give you a taste of my neck." Her tone paused, and An Xiang emphasized her tone uneasy, "Just a bite."