Chapter 997

... I didn't say anything. I know what she's going to say next.

"So I ask you, for the sake of being a mother, please leave Xiaobei. I can give you whatever you want."

"I..."

"Please don't refuse me. I really want my little north. If you want my life, I'll give it to you right away."

"I like Xiao Bei very much, but it's not good for me to leave him, nor is it good for him."

"With you, Xiao Bei will bury his life. Can you bear it? You keep saying that you love him and like him, so why don't you dare to do something for him?" she took my hand and begged bitterly: "Chihiro, please, let Xiao Bei go."

Who will promise us a beautiful tomorrow and happiness for the rest of our life.

"If a bullet comes towards him, Mrs. Ji, it must be me in front of him."

She put down her hand, a little weak.

"I bought some flowers. I'll plug in your favorite lavender."

Xiao Bei, this time I'm really so brave, don't retreat, don't let, because I don't want to see your disappointed eyes.

Mrs. Ji was in a very sad mood and said rustly, "you go. I'm in a bad mood now. I don't want to talk or see anyone."

"OK, I'll go back first."

Go out and tell the special nurse to look at it and tell her to call if there's anything wrong.

She accepted Ji Xiaobei's kindness, so she was very kind and polite to me.

"Don't worry, Miss mo. if anything happens, I'll call you first and let you know."

"Thank you."

"Miss Mo, go slowly."

Today's car is very blocked. It's a little late to return. I put the car and looked up with vegetables. The lights in the room are warm. I think Mr. Ji must have come back before me.

I opened the door and went in. Wow, my kitchen, how the smoke billowed and the fire ran so high.

With a sound of por, a handful of water poured on it. The fire was gone, and the smelly smell came over.

Ji Xiaobei coughed and came out with his mouth covered. I also covered my nose tightly.

"This is..."

He came over and said calmly, "baby, it's all right. I'll invite you to dinner tonight."

"I want to see my kitchen."

He pressed my shoulder: "what's good? It's not like that every day."

"I have to see how much I let you destroy."

"Don't look, it's very good. Let's go. Don't you like ice cream, hot pot and Sichuan food? Please take whatever you want. What's the matter? Where else do you want to go?"

I smiled helplessly: "Mr. Ji, you always have to look in the mirror. If you go out like this, it will affect your heroic and handsome image. Do you know what the stove general is? Isn't this the best portrayal of you? You have to wipe your face."

I almost burned my kitchen. It's better than me, Lord.

I don't understand. Why is his face black? I remember I didn't use firewood, only natural gas. Did he wipe his face with the bottom of my pot?

Handsome, so handsome. It makes me happy.

He cursed and hurried me to wash my face. I don't want to see my kitchen. It's just a word, miserable.

He washed his face, took me out and explained, "I know the baby is very hard, so I want to make something for you to eat. Who knows that those meals are not cooperative at all. I used to see you do them. It's not that simple. I want to fry fish, but I forgot some programs. I ran to turn on the computer and came back. The pot was red. I put the oil in. As a result..."

I couldn't close my mouth with a smile: "it's a pity if you don't play a big game. Well, don't go into the kitchen in the future. I'm afraid I can't feel it. Instead, I have to go to the hospital. That's trouble."

He pinched my face: "where can I let you eat? If it's a big deal, I'll put it out for you to see. I'll eat it myself and let you eat takeout."

"Ha ha."

"What are you laughing at?"

"Just want to laugh, you care about me."

He held up his hands and despised me: "little sample, laugh what you laugh at, and I'll kiss you if you laugh again. I don't know how tempting it is to laugh. In the future, you are not allowed to laugh at anyone except me."

"Cut."

It's really overbearing. Overbearing makes me sweet in my heart.

"Baby, you are thin. It's hard work in the hospital. I'm really sorry and a little selfish. Mommy loves me very much. I really want mommy to see your good and let her love you too. Baby, you must want someone like your mother to love you."

In my heart, I'm really moved.

I really want to. Even if his mommy can't really hurt me, it doesn't matter. If he has such a heart, it's OK.

"Fortunately, it's not very hard. There are special care in the hospital, and you often come to take care of your mommy."

When the elevator arrived, he pulled me out: "the baby is hard at heart."

Look up at him, he is so serious, the love written in his eyes is so calm.

I can't help laughing: "I hope you can rest assured. It doesn't matter. Work harder in your heart. I can bear it. I hope your mommy can really get better and better."

He hugged my waist: "come on, baby, I'll take you to eat snacks."

Go to Wangfujing to eat snacks, mutton kebabs, Beef Kebabs, all kinds of small kebabs, from beginning to end, hot and sweaty.

I like to squeeze with him in the busy crowd. I like to eat the things in his hand. I like the feeling that he holds me tight.

Each other's palms are sweaty, but don't let go, don't dislike and don't get bored. If you have such a feeling, you can stay with him for a lifetime.

A cup of milk tea for two, half for you and half for me.

He went back only when he had a full stomach. He drove home. The special nurse called and said that Mrs. Ji's condition had deteriorated again. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked to the hospital.

The operation should not be carried out again. It can only rely on drugs. When painkillers begin to become useless, the poor patient is the patient.

After sitting in the hospital all night, Ji Xiaobei woke me up and looked at me with a haggard face: "baby, have some breakfast."

"What time is it?"

"It's half past eight."

I actually slept so heavily. I thought I was just squinting for a while and returned his coat to him: "go wash your face. I'll watch it. If you want to be busy, go busy with your business."

He smiled softly and kissed my face: "no, the baby is too hard. You can always put it aside at work. How can it be more important than your own Mommy? Which do you want to eat, baby, bean paddles, pancakes, Shaomai, dumplings and wonton?"