The Bowl of Seven Emotions

Tears fell on the ground drop by drop. The baby in Xing Ming's arms looked at her father with big round eyes blinking, his little soft hand patted his face, and he yelled twice. The saliva flowed down the corner of her mouth, and she gave a toothless smile while waving her little hand.

There was a man crying silently in those big dark eyes. She didn't know how painful the man holding her was at this time, she just smiled.

Tang Susu looked at the man on the ground. For a long time, Xing Ming wiped away his tears and staggered to his feet.

"If you must want to know who the other person is, I can tell you that you only have to pay a small price."

"No need." Xing Ming's voice was hoarse, he shook his head, "You are right, I can't leave the baby to die."

Between the hatred of his wife and the blood of his wife, he chose the latter.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of sorry A Qing. Their baby was born by A Qing desperately, and it was the continuation of her life. He cannot let the baby lose his father while losing his mother.

"Miss Tang, what price do you have to pay for the baby to grow up safely?" He knew that since the person who killed A Qing would not let the baby go, this failure would not make him let go easily.

The other party has a means he doesn't understand at all, and he can't protect the baby at all, he can only pin his hopes on Tang Susu.

"How old is it to grow up?"

"Eighteen years old." Xing Ming touched the soft hair on the top of the baby's head, and a smile appeared on his face. I don't know what the baby will look like when he is 18 years old?

"You can exchange her eighteen years of life for eighteen years of safety."

It would not cost much if only to get rid of that drop of blood, but this time, Xing Ming's request was bound to make her face the chef.

The eighteen-year life span is still missing.

"Life?" Although he knew from A Qing a long time ago that Miss Tang was trading something unusual, he didn't expect it to be life.

He is thirty-seven years old and he will lose another eighteen years of life. Can he wait until the day when the baby grows up? There was a momentary trance in Xing Ming's mind.

"Apart from life span, are other things okay?" Xing Ming asked with difficulty.

Tang Susu raised his eyebrows, "Of course, you can also use your love for Shen Qing to pay for it. But I want to remind you first that if you lose this love, Shen Qing will slowly disappear in your memory."

Xing Ming's fist clenched instantly, but soon loosened, "Then use your life."

Tang Susu was a little disappointed. What she admired more was this love. Although it was not that perfect, it was sincere enough. Unfortunately, the more beautiful things, the more difficult it is to give up.

It was Xing Ming who signed the contract with Tang Susu, but the final contract mark was printed on the baby.

The black plum blossom print just covered the red mark. At the same time as the mark was printed, Xing Ming seemed to feel a harsh, hoarse cry in his ears, but soon the voice was covered by the baby's crying .

He didn't have time to pay attention to the others, and hurried forward to hold the baby in his arms, while softly coaxing.

"The contract is successful. Next, I have to deal with a little trouble. You can... go to the next room and stay for a while." Tang Susu pointed to the direction of the room, and added, "There is hot water in the kitchen, but I don't have it here. milk powder."

"Thank you, I brought the milk powder." Xing Ming took out the milk bottle and milk powder from his carry-on bag, went to the kitchen to prepare the milk and took the baby to the guest room.

The door closed with a click, and Tang Susu turned his head around. The medicine bottle Xing Ming had brought was placed on the coffee table with a thick layer of toilet paper under it.

"I'll change the coffee table tomorrow." Tang Susu glanced at the medicine bottle in disgust. Her fingers were gently stirred in the Qiqing bowl, ripples appeared at the bottom of the bowl, and strands of golden light entangled her fingers.

The dog's egg paw was on the edge of the bowl, his chin stuck in the gap, and Tang Susu's fingers were hooked like fishing for the moon, having a great time.

"What are you going to do?" Goudan asked after finally hooking a strand of gold.

The corner of Tang Susu's mouth curled up, "Since both of them are my contractors, then transfer the eighteen-year lifespan Xing Ming gave the baby to the chef." After a pause, she added with a smile, " Take another two hundred years of life from me and put it up."

Dogdan's beard trembled, and his heart was very complicated. "Don't you need to do such a big deal?" The chef and the baby's lifespan are forcibly connected. Once the baby has an accident, the chef will lose his life. Tang Susuge detained the baby for two hundred years. This means that if the baby dies, the chef will lose the life of 218 years.

Although the chef is tricky, he is indeed an individual, but everyone wants to extend their life without paying a huge price.

He has been playing around with the corpse, 80% may be to prolong his life, but obviously not many objects can be parasitic in the corpse, otherwise he will not always be discovered by her.

He had already lost a hundred years of life span in Tang Susu's hands. If he loses another two hundred years and enters, he is afraid that he will become bone scum.

Perhaps he could not swallow this breath, but Tang Susu believed that he would weigh the pros and cons, and then make the right choice.

"Always let him understand that I am not the one he can provoke again and again." Tang Susu's eyes flickered coldly.

Knowing that Xing Ming had approached her, he dared to do these small actions in secret, obviously he hadn't learned the lesson from the last time.

Tang Susu is not afraid of him now, but he doesn't like having such a person always walking around, which makes her very uncomfortable.

In the final analysis, this incident did not lose half of her life. She could not use her life span for more than two hundred years for at most eighteen years.

She has gained a lot recently, and she doesn't lack this foundation.

While speaking, the gold thread on Tang Susu's fingers had become a ball of light. She took the ball of light and handed it to the dog egg, which had two claw marks printed on it one after another.

The moment the claw marks were printed, there was a cry of a baby in the guest room. At this time, in the doctor's office of the nearest hospital to Tang Susu's house, the young man taking off his white coat suddenly stopped, suddenly raising his hand and grabbing his face.

He moved harder and harder, and finally the face was torn off.

After the skin was torn off, a middle-aged man in his 40s was exposed, wrinkles were faintly visible on the corners of his eyes, and a black plum blossom mark was printed on his face. At this moment, the mark was hot and hot. He dare not even touch.

"Damn it!" The middle-aged man's expression instantly distorted, and he raised his hand and scratched his face heavily. A few blood stains were caught on his face, but there was no scar left on the mark.