Chapter 32

The city of song calmly replaced the cotton swab full of blood, and did not look up at Mo Xiuchen. His voice was warm and said: "are you willing to come down? I thought you didn't want to see me. I didn't see you when I came here in the morning. "

Mo Xiuchen glanced at him and didn't answer. He went straight to Wen Yiyi's side and sat down. Looking at Song Zhicheng's hand smeared on Wen Yiyi's arm, he suddenly felt that song Zhicheng's hand was a hindrance.

"Is the wound on her face serious?" Mo Xiuchen asked.

"Fortunately, I just gave her the medicine, three days in a row, almost OK." Song Zhicheng said, "the injury on the arm may be a little long, because it was pinched with fingernails, so some bacteria can't help getting into the skin. I need to clean it up for her, and the recovery time will be longer."

"Well." Mo Xiu Chen lightly answered a, looking at the city of song, holding the white and delicate arm of Wen Yi, and said: "will you leave scar?"

"No

"Well."

Wen Yiyi sits on one side, letting song Zhicheng smear on her arm, silent. Hearing Mo Xiuchen ask song Zhicheng, she suddenly raises her head and looks at the man, but only glimpses his perfect face.

Wen Yiyi stared at his side face for a long time, then lowered his head, but his words touched his heart slightly.

Song city to wenyiyi wipe medicine, told her a few words, was mo Xiuchen called upstairs, seems to have something to say.

Listening to the sound of door closing coming from upstairs, Wen Yiyi sits on the sofa and looks at the wound on his arm that has stopped bleeding. Thinking of Lin xueru and Wen Ruchu's face, he can't stop shivering.

One is angry, the other is panic. If Mo Xiuchen doesn't come in time, those photos may be sent to her mother's mobile phone, and then

Xiang Mengxia's body is not good, and just finished the operation, see these photos, still don't know what will be angry, fortunately, Mo Xiuchen came in time.

Wenyi leaned on the soft pillow and closed her eyes slightly. If she could, she would never want to see Lin xueru and Wen Ruchu again.

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Study on the second floor.

Song Zhicheng sat on the office chair, looking at the man standing in the window silent, the narrow Phoenix eyes quickly flashed something, he pursed his lower lip, voice clear and shallow mouth asked: "Xiuchen, you do this, aunt know will be angry."

Mo Xiuchen smell speech, the facial expression on the face has no the slightest change, he takes out a cigarette box from the pocket, draw out a cigarette, didn't ignite, but clip in the finger crack, the tone is very light mouth: "is she said, I just do according to what she said, have what good angry."

The wind outside the window poured in, blowing his broken hair disorderly, and the warm sunshine sprinkled on his face. Looking from the side, it seemed a bit uninhibited.

"But..." Song Zhicheng wanted to say something else. Looking at Mo Xiuchen's face, he quickly swallowed what he said. After a moment's silence, he said: "her body is very empty, not a suitable person."

"Is it?" Mo Xiuchen turned to look at him, and then turned to look at the scenery outside the window, his lips gently, "empty is not empty, try to know, have you tried?"

“……” Song Zhicheng suddenly stopped, and then stood up from the chair, "I don't care about you. I'll do whatever I like. Anyway, I'm reminding you that she's too weak to give birth to a baby for you, and can't stand your toss. Don't make a good girl look bad at that time."