Chapter 323

Jiang Mu Ye toward her smile of gentleness, tone gentle gentle way: "nothing baby, you are not pregnant, is to leave."

An small look a Leng: "what, what?"

She straightened out Jiang Muye's words again, and suddenly felt sad and wanted to cry.

She sniffed, her eyes filled with tears, and she wept for a moment.

Her cry made Jiang Muye a little at a loss. She held her hand tightly: "baby, what's the matter with you? Why do you cry all of a sudden? "

An Xiaoxiao sat up, grabbed Jiang Muye's neck, buried his head in his neck and shoulder, continued to cry, and said intermittently.

"Makino, is it because the baby doesn't like me, so he won't come to our house..."

Jiang Muye patted her on the back and comforted her: "no, how can the baby not like you? The one who doesn't like you is definitely not our baby."

"But..." an Xiaoxiao sobbed: "this morning, I always thought I was pregnant. I even thought about how the baby room would be decorated. Why didn't I get pregnant suddenly..."

Jiang Mu's ambition is sour, astringent and warm. An Xiaoxiao has a big gap in her heart, so she is really looking forward to having a baby with herself, right?

This cognition made him feel very excited.

He helped an Xiaoxiao from his shoulder to his eyes and looked at her gently: "baby, we will have a baby in the future. Baby, you are not in good health now, so wait and see. He will love you as much as I do, so he can't bear you to suffer, right?"

Ann sniffed and nodded, "well. But... "

She cried again: "I'm not pregnant..."

Jiang Muye took her in his arms and stroked his back comforting: "baby, you are just not pregnant this time, and we are working hard after waiting for a good body."

Ann kneaded his T-shirt and wiped his nose. His heart finally eased a little, but he still felt sad.

Jiang Muye laughingly looked at her wiping her pure white T-shirt. At last, she pursed her lips and said, "if you are angry, you are angry with your husband."

"Why are you angry?" An Xiaoxiao looked up at him: "I'm obviously angry with myself."

"I think that if you mind that you are not pregnant, you are questioning your husband's ability."

"Do you know that the most depressing thing for a man is to be questioned by his own woman

An Xiaoxiao finally stopped crying and looked at him with red eyes: "that's not what I mean. You are... Er... Very powerful."

Jiang Muye: "cough, thank you for your affirmation."

Ann nodded: "well, you have to continue to refuel!"

Jiang Muye said with a smile: "good! My husband will work hard

An Xiaoxiao nodded seriously: "Well!"

Seeing that her mood finally improved, Jiang Muye took her back to his arms with a sigh of relief. Just as he was waiting for a few words of confession in a low voice, he was pushed away by an Xiaoxiao with a frown.

"The tears on your clothes rub against my face..."

Jiang Mu Ye's face is a question mark, so is he rejected by Suo Bao? But the key is who rubbed the snot and tears?

An Xiaoxiao looked at the bloodstain on his arm and turned red: "that... You take off your clothes."

"It doesn't matter, I don't mind," he said

"I don't mind."

An Xiao bit her lip. She couldn't bear her aunt's blood printed on Jiang Muye's T-shirt. She didn't know it before, but now she knows it. She feels very uncomfortable.

Seeing her displeasure, Jiang Muye said, "well, I'll take it off."

He immediately took off the T-shirt, honey skin spread in front of an's small eyes, muscular, wide shoulders and narrow waist... It's perfect crime, the only flaw is that there are scars.

No matter on the chest or back, Jiang Muye has deep and shallow scars on his upper body. Except for the deepest one, most of them are shallow, but they are still easy to distinguish.

So, how many injuries did he get?

An Xiaoxiao can't help but feel distressed. She reaches out her hand to caress it. Her hand's action is very gentle: "Muye, these scars are very painful, aren't they?"

Jiang Mu Ye's face darkened, and for a moment he hooked his lips and laughed: "it's OK, it doesn't hurt. My husband is a man."

"If I had known you before, I would not have hurt you so much. I would have convinced you to change your ways and get out of the mixed society as soon as possible..."

Ann small clear eyes in the pain is obvious.

Jiang Mu Ye caught her hand and laughed: "baby, when I was 11 years old, you have already saved me."

Thank you for being so innocent that you pulled me out of the abyss of bipolar disorder. That's why I was later and we are now.

Thinking of Jiang Muye's heart more and more soft, he held an Xiaoxiao in his arms and kissed her lips. He tasted it and stayed with her for a long time.

The air is quiet and sweet.

"Zhi..."

The door of the ward is pushed open, interrupting the two people who kiss each other in the room. Jiang Muye turns around and finds that it's Jiang mujin. He finally relaxes.

He helped an Xiaoxiao to lie down and said to Jiang mujin, who had a bad taste: "big brother, Xiaoxiao just woke up."

Jiang mujin cough a way: "just wake up you toss her?"

Jiang Muye coughs to hide his embarrassment. An Xiaoxiao grabs Jiang Muye's hand and says to Jiang mujin: "big brother, I don't blame Muye. I took the initiative..."

Jiang mujin sighed helplessly: "OK, I know you and your wife are very affectionate."

Ann has a funny face with her tongue sticking out.

Seeing that she looked good, Jiang mujin was relieved. At this time, Tang Xinfeng rushed in: "An'an..."

She saw Jiang mujin standing by the bed and Jiang Muye with bare arms... Her brows wrinkled slightly.

An Xiaoxiao is more and more happy to see Tang Xin: "elder brother, take Muye to find a dress to wear. His dress is dirty... I just want to talk to Tang Xin."

Jiang mujin looked at Tang Xin coldly and turned to leave.

Jiangmuye pinched an's little hand again, and her eyes were glued on her face for a moment, then she turned.

Waiting for the door of the ward to close, Tang Xincai sat down beside the bed with a sad face: "you are very kind to Jiang Muye, but he always hurt you. As a friend, I can't help but scold him!"

Ann small pursed lips, a face careful appearance: "don't be angry, I'm not lying well."

"Well, you're lying down, not standing up." Tang Xinchen looked at her angrily: "if it's Lu Qichen, I can't bear you like this..."

"Tang Xin..."

"Well, I know." Tang sighed: "I'll just say it and you can listen to it."

Seeing an's little nod, Tang Xin finally couldn't help it: "I heard Tang Yuan say that Lu Qichen's car often wanders around qingshuiju, and I'm looking for you again at noon today... You're not predestined."

Ann small heart a acerbity, after all, can't say anything.

There is more than a little bit of predestination between them.

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Jiang mujin's office, he took a shirt to Jiang Muye, caught a glimpse of the deep and shallow scar on his body, the expression on his face instantly turned sad.

"Muye." His tone was deep and sentimental: "this wound... Was it a child... She hit it?"

When Jiang Muye put on his shirt, the secret hidden in his mind for many years came out