His voice is very gentle. For a moment, Qin Shuying seems to be comforted, and she stops crying.

Ji Mohan's hand slid along her shoulder to her arm, gently grasped her arm, and gently pulled it to her arms.

He wanted to hug her.

Looking at her thin figure, his heart is also pity.

However, just as she was about to pour into his arms, she suddenly pushed him away.

She pushed him away.

The two men returned to the bow and crossbow again.

She hugged her arm and resumed her defensive appearance.

"Ji Mohan, there is no us here... Just you or me!"

"Qin Shuying, don't you understand? Why does a person need to have father and mother, you alone, is unable to give her all love

"Enough, from the moment I gave birth to her, she didn't have a father, she didn't need a father, you go!"

Qin Shuying pushes Ji Mohan away, turns around and walks along the corridor in a hurry.

High heels hit the ground, making a clear sound.

Ji Mohan stood in the same place, watching her train flying, her curly hair swinging gently on her small back.

She went farther and farther until she disappeared around the corner.

It's getting dark outside.

Lying on the bed of the baby has fallen asleep, even in the dream, her face is still a bit painful expression.

When you crack your mouth, you want to cry.

Ye mianmianmian slowed down the speed of the bottle, reached out and touched the little guy's forehead, which seemed not so hot.

She looked at the poor little thing and thought of Mu Chenxing's childhood.

Mu Chenxing grew up with Mu Hanchuan. She never knew if he was ill when he was a child.

Can you cry when you are sick?

Will you clamor for mom?

Micro Zheng moment, the phone suddenly vibrated, fortunately, she turned to silent mode.

Otherwise, it may wake up the children.

She took her cell phone and went to the window to answer.

"Mom, are you off work?"

Mu Chenxing's childish sweet voice gives Ye Mianmian great comfort.

"Honey, mom has been off work for a long time, and now she is in the hospital. Jinyu is ill. Your aunt Shuying can't take care of her by herself now. I want to stay here and help her. "

"Is my sister very ill? May I see her? "

The two little guys seem to have deep feelings. Mu Chenxing's words are full of worries.

"Well, she has a fever! Now that you're asleep, you can't see her for the time being. "

"Well, mom, you should take good care of yourself and remember to eat!"

"Well, by the way, how about you? Have you eaten yet? How are you at home? "

"It's very good. Today is the meal made by grandfather Xia. Although it's cooked, it's delicious."

"All right! You should be good and don't run around... "

Although Xia Zhiwei has ulterior motives, with Xia Donghai at home, she doesn't dare to mess around.

Ye Miangang told him several times before he hung up.

For a long time, she turned around and saw that Qin Shuying had come in.

Her back was against the wall, and she was very weak.

His face was pale, even his eyes were confused and empty.

"Shuying, what's the matter?"

Qin Shuying shook her head. She didn't speak. She went to the bedside and looked at the small figure on the bed.

For a long time, she sat down, holding Jin Yu's little hands in her hands. For a moment, tears fell silently.

Ye Mianmian knows that Qin Shuying has always been hard and strong. She never seems to be afraid of anything.

Even if the family is broken, it has never been hit like this.