Xiao Moli circled her in his arms, leaned forward, sucked her lips and kissed, and said, "I'm already very hungry, be good, help me..."

Her voice is sexy, hoarse, and terribly seductive, as if she was deliberately seducing her.

While talking, grabbed her little hand down.

Since An Ziqi became pregnant, although they occasionally made love, he has always been careful and never had a lot of fun.

My heart is inevitably a little depressed. It is too troublesome to have a child. Even his welfare is gone. In the future, he will never want her to have another child.

After tossing until An Ziqi's wrists were sore, Xiao Moli released her to let her go.

There was a sudden explosion at the airport and the police were still investigating. Xiao Moli received a call and wanted to go back to deal with something. He kissed An Ziqi's lips and got up and got out of bed.

An Ziqi glanced at her hand, she couldn't bear to look straight.

"What do you want?" Xiao Moli tidied up his clothes and sat down by the bed, looking at her playfully.

An Ziqi hurriedly stuffed her hand into the quilt, blushing, and said, "Nothing was thought of."

Xiao Moli sneered, "Don't even think about it? His face blushed."

Lowered her head, her thin lips deliberately brushed her cheek, and whispered, "If you like it, we will continue tonight."

An Ziqi's face turned redder, kicked her foot out of the quilt and kicked him.

Xiao Moli smiled and grabbed her feet and put them back, "Hey, I will pick you up tonight."

"En." An Ziqi nodded.

Xiao Moli kissed her lips again before getting up and leaving.

After Xiao Moli left, An Ziqi was afraid that An Siqing would wake up, so she went to her ward to guard her.

The doctor said that in addition to the minor injuries suffered by An Siqing from the explosion, the main reason was that the child's abortion caused more damage to her body.

An Ziqi guarded her bed, looked at An Siqing on the bed and sighed. She was really afraid that An Siqing could not accept that the child was gone.

Just thinking about it, An Siqing woke up and saw An Ziqi sitting in front of the bed, weakly speaking, "Sister."

An Ziqi hurriedly stepped forward and touched her head, "Well, sister is here, it's all right."

As if suddenly remembering something, An Siqing hurriedly lowered her head and looked at her lower abdomen. When she saw the flat quilt covering her lower abdomen, the expression on her face became stiff.

He stretched out his hand and violently pulled the quilt on his body, shaking his hands and touching the flat belly.

"Sister, I... where is my baby?"

Seeing her like this, An Ziqi couldn't help but feel sore, and stretched out her hand to hold her trembling hand, "Siqing..."

She wanted to say something to her, but she opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything.

"Sister, where is my baby?" An Siqing asked again, looking up at her in disbelief.

An Ziqi gritted her teeth, "Siqing, the baby is already..."

"Where is my baby? Where's my baby?" An Siqing got up from the bed abruptly, clutching An Ziqi's arm hard.

"Sister, I don't believe it. I don't believe my baby is gone. Tell me, where is my baby? Tell me."

"Siqing, calm down, the child is gone." An Ziqi said this cruelly.

"You are still young, you will meet people you like in the future, and there will be children."

But An Siqing couldn't hear anything at all, let go of An Ziqi, and ran out of the door screaming like crazy.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it."

"Siqing." Seeing this, An Ziqi hurriedly followed her out.