Chapter 1207

Cold heart is like being pinched by something.

Brother won't cheat himself, but the man's eyes are so affectionate and sad.

As if her departure, for him, is really a very important thing.

Why is what my brother said completely different from what he showed?

I closed my eyes with cold exhaustion.

The whole person is like fighting a hard battle, the whole body is lazy, do not want to move.

Last night, when she left with Niannian in her arms, listening to her daughter's cry, she felt heartache.

What is the reason for this?

Language Mo Chuan see her lips, silent, as her default.

Language Mo Chuan heart a happy, toward the driver of the cab said: "drive home!"

"Yes, sir! "

listening to their conversation coldly, she wanted to refuse, but when she came to her mouth, she swallowed it back for no reason.

Whether it's to give him a chance or to give yourself a chance.

Just now, when looking at the man's injured eyes, her heart wavered.

She wants to find out what happened four years ago!

She doesn't want to be in the drums all her life!

The language Mo Chuan droops the MOU, looking at the cold tiny red cheek, taking a trace of abnormal pale.

A pair of big black eyes, long eyelashes like butterfly wings, flickering, like a feather in his heart gently swept.

Yumochuan breathed a sigh of relief and tightened Leng Bingbing in her arms. Her arms dragged her body steadily.

……

Hearing the sound of the car engine flameout, Wang Ma quickly opened the door and said anxiously.

"Young master, why do you come back at this time? In another hour, your birthday will be over!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Ma saw the coldness behind yumochuan, and her face became more subtle.

"Young lady, just come back! Just come back! I thought you were fighting again! "

"Mother Wang!"

Nodding coldly, he said hello.

She found that she always had a special feeling of intimacy towards this kind old man.

Wang Ma's eyes swept over the faces of lengbing and yumochuan, and she said with a smile, "young lady, today is the young master's birthday. I made a big table dish, but you didn't come back. There are still some things at home. Young master, can you ask me for a leave?"

Language Mo Chuan picked next eyebrow heart, "go back! It's not safe to go home so late. Let the driver take you home! "

"Thank you, young master! Then I'll go first! "

Wang Ma took the driver away.

Only lengbing and yumochuan are left in the huge villa.

Cold feet into the bright light of the big living room, eyes in the room about a sweep.

This is the place where she grew up, but she has no impression at all.

Think of this, cold heart flashed a trace of chagrin.

She's really useless. She can't remember anything. Everything in the past is blank.

Murakawa glanced at her and walked to the restaurant, "are you hungry? Go and eat first

Cold but not hungry. On the way back to the hotel, I had a casual meal with Chang Wei in the roadside restaurant.

But thinking of what mother Wang said just now, she hesitated for a moment and walked to the restaurant behind yumochuan.

Wang Ma just said that today is the person's birthday.

The long marble table was filled with all kinds of plates.

Wang Ma made a table full of dinner, and even a delicate strawberry cake beside it.

Leng Bing suddenly has some curiosity. Did he spend his birthday with a servant?

What about his family?

Language Mo Chuan for her to open the chair, low alcohol voice slowly way: "Bingbing, you sit first, the food is cold, I go to hot again."

“……”

He sipped his lips and finally sat down on the chair in silence.

Yumochuan goes to the kitchen with a plate to heat the food.

Looking at the man's tall figure disappearing at the door, I can't help looking up and looking at the restaurant with a pair of confused eyes.

The restaurant is European style, the room is spacious, about hundreds of square meters, the white ceiling is carved with flying murals, beautiful.

She racked her brains to think about it, but she couldn't remember anything.

Even, the more I force myself, the more I feel pain in my head.

He rubbed his forehead with cold fatigue.

All of a sudden, a harsh sound came from the kitchen.

Lengbing Leng for a while, quickly stood up, quickly walked to the kitchen.

Push open the door, the sight of eyes startled her.

A mess, the man's tall body lying on the stage, Jun face looks very painful."Yumochuan, you What's the matter with you? "

Coldly hesitant voice, that pair of clear eyes, there is even her own did not realize the worry.

Yumochuan raised his head when he heard the cold voice.

Smooth full forehead, because of pain, exudation of a thin layer of sweat.

Looking at her worried eyes, he pretended to grin easily, showing a pale smile.

"I'm fine, don't worry!"

Cold heart by an invisible big palm, hold hard, even breathing a bit feel some pain.

She tightened her finger on the side of her body, stepped forward and lifted up yumochuan.

"I'll help you to sit there first."

"Thank you

“……”

Holding yumochuan on the sofa.

Looking at him, it should be a stomachache, eyes closed, pale face, it seems that he is suffering a lot.

Standing on one side, a little cramped.

She bit her lip and whispered, "I'll call an ambulance for you!"

With that, her eyes fell on the landline.

As soon as she raised her foot, the man caught her by the wrist.

"No! Help me to lie upstairs for a while. There's medicine in the bedroom! "

With that, he explained again, "it's old trouble, it's not in the way!"

Listening to his voice, a nameless fire suddenly sprang up in his cold heart.

"Whatever you want! The body is your own. I can't help it if you don't take it seriously! "

With that, yumochuan was stunned.

Leng Bingbing was stunned.

He doesn't care about his body. What does it matter to her? Why is she so angry?

A trace of chagrin flashed across the cold heart.

She turned and lifted him up again.

"Isn't there medicine upstairs? Go upstairs

“……”

Language Mo Chuan tightly pursed lips, that pair of sharp eyes not a moment to stare at the cold angry face.

At this time, her angry look, unexpectedly let him speechless happy.

Is she angry because she is worried about herself?

Yumochuan laughs happily, with pale face and smooth eyes.

"Bingbing, I'm very happy!"

Coldly cold face, speechless to roar: "again wordy I don't care about you!"

Yumochuan stretched out his arm and put it on his cold shoulder. Suddenly, he groaned in pain.

"Pain ~ ~"

lengbing immediately became nervous, but on second thought, she strained her little face and yelled: "you don't want to see the doctor yourself, it's killing you!"

Although Leng Bingbing scolded him, he still held him carefully and went to the bedroom on the second floor.

Yumochuan is so tall that he is pressed on himself. When he gets yumochuan into bed, sweat oozes from his back.

She wiped her forehead and asked angrily, "where is the medicine?"

Language Mo Chuan opened his eyes, toward the side of the cabinet pointed to.

"There!"

Walk over coldly and open the drawer in the cupboard.

The whole person was stunned.

A drawer full of medicine for stomachache.

It can be seen that this man's stomach disease is not a day or two. No wonder he said he didn't need to see a doctor.

Her fingers clenched, she took out two kinds of pills and went back to the bedside.

"Are these two OK?"

Murakawa weakly opened her eyes, glanced at the pills in her hand, nodded and closed them again.

I can't help frowning.

A man who just looked extremely overbearing has now turned into a weak one.

In this way, even if a small child bullies him, he may not have the ability to fight back, right?

Cold and inexplicable, he bit his teeth.

"Wait, I'll get you a glass of warm water."

Looking at the girl's busy figure, yumochuan turns his head and looks in the direction of the door.

Pale thin lips, hook out a rising arc.