Chapter 665

Fu Xiao clenched his fist. He didn't look happy. He was solemn and serious.

What a clever man Han Xiaoye is, he understood all at once!

It wasn't Fu Xiao who brought Mo Xia here. It was mo Xia who wanted to come. Fu Xiao accompanied him. What she saw now was mo Xiaxia's "normal" appearance, which was unusual. Because now she's all pretending to show Feng Yaqin.

The purpose is probably to guess that she came to see Aunt Feng, and aunt Feng asked her.

In order to make aunt Feng feel at ease, she forced herself to get up from the bed and look as usual

Han Xiaoye want to understand, immediately heart nest seems to be heavily hit a fist, pain is about to suffocate.

She quietly pinched the lower thigh, trying to suppress the sour nose. He forced himself to bend the corner of his mouth and walked over to chat with Feng Yaqin and Mo Xiaxia as usual. Try to make jokes in the middle, tell some funny jokes and enliven the atmosphere. Let Feng Yaqin's attention fall on her and pay less attention to Mo Xia.

Feng Yaqin was really amused to laugh, did not find that Mo Xia's smile barely.

Han Xiaoye a pair of eyes keep peeking at her, her barely panoramic. I love her even more. At the same time, I hate the secret agent who doesn't know her name! I wish I caught someone and skinned him!

Finally, Feng Yaqin is tired and needs a rest.

Han Xiaoye quickly said let Feng Yaqin have a good rest, with Mo Xia and Fu Xiao out.

The moment she walked out of the ward, her tense nerves relaxed slightly. Another look at Mo Xiaxia, she really recovered the way she had seen before. The dusk was heavy and lifeless.

Han Xiaoye heart was cone, really can't bear to see her like this again, embarrassed with Fu Xiao said, "uncle, I went to work, goodbye."

"Go ahead."

Han Xiaoye looked at Mo Xiaxia again, "Xiaxia, I'll go first."

Mo Xia doesn't know whether to hear it or not. Han Xiaoye doesn't dare to look her in the eyes again and turns around.

……

She said that she told Fu Xiao to go to work. In fact, it's impossible to go to the company. She went out to take a taxi and went to the police station.

On the way, I sent a message to Fu Zhiyan.

By the time she arrived, the proud man had been waiting outside the police station. As soon as she gets out of the car, take her to the nearby tea restaurant.

"Go to breakfast first."

"I had breakfast." Han Xiaoye can't wait to know the progress, so he said quickly.

Fu Zhiyan rubbed his temple which he didn't sleep all night. He said in a dumb voice, "I didn't eat. I'll eat with me."

"... good."

The tea restaurant near the police station belongs to mid-range consumption, the decoration style is small and fresh, which is more suitable for girls to drink water and chat. Appointment

The waiter automatically showed them to the window and handed over the menu. Fu Zhiyan casually ordered a few dishes and leaned on the sofa. He strained his nerves all night and had a little rest.

Han Xiaoye is also tired. She has run several times in the early morning, and the sole of her foot hurts. It happened that she was wearing boat shoes. She took off her shoes, straightened her legs under the table and began to tell Fu Zhiyan what she saw this morning. Speaking of the situation of Mo Xia, she was worried, "little uncle, do you think Xia Xia will get depression?"

"I think her spirit is particularly bad, especially worried."

Fu Zhiyan was silent for a moment.

He didn't think that Mo Xiaxia's performance was the precursor of depression. From the situation that the hooligan talked about from childhood, he felt that it was more like a major blow to his spirit, the precursor of autism.

But Mo Xiaxia herself is an expert in psychology, so she can force herself to pretend nothing happened and chat with Feng Yaqin. But that's why I'm more upset. Because she is a doctor, and the most important thing of psychotherapy is to let patients absolutely trust the doctor, and adjust their emotions with the doctor's method. Mo Xia herself knows the set of psychotherapy. It's not easy for the psychiatrist to guide her psychologically. That is to say, it is impossible to rely on the psychiatrist to ease her autism. Unless she comes out of the shadow of kidnapping, the doctor can't help her.

Looking at the worried little faces of the hooligan, Fu Zhiyan is not good at telling her that the actual situation of Mo Xia is more serious than she imagined.

"Little uncle, you said that the big uncle took care of Xia Xia this time. Will they make up?"

"Xia Xia has been hurt so much this time, and my great uncle is a hero. If the two of them can make up because of this incident, they will be lucky in bad luck. "

She chirped.

Fu Zhiyan listened to her quietly, and suddenly he called her with no expression, "Han Xiaoye."

"Ah?" The chatter stopped. "What for?"

"Your feet..."

Her feet?

Han Xiaoye moved the bare feet under the table, comfortable don't want.

The next second, she didn't feel well.

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“！！” Good, stinky?!

Han Xiaoye was fooled by his words.

"Puchi." The waiter who delivered the meal didn't hold back his smile. He puffed like a puffer and puffed up his cheeks. Obviously want to laugh, but not funny appearance, just a few seconds on the face red.

"Here's your order, sir and madam."

"Keep it."

The waiter put the things down and looked under the table unconsciously.

Han Xiaoye's feet are still exposed outside. When she sees them, her expression becomes richer. The smile on his red face was almost choked. He quickly bowed and took a quick look at Han Xiaoye. When he touched Han Xiaoye's eyes, he drew back his eyes just like the thief who was caught.

"If you need anything, please ring the bell at the table. I won't disturb you."

With that, she seemed to have to leave.

Han Xiaoye wants to cry without tears.

No matter how fast the waiter shrank, she could see the look in her eyes at that time, and it was clear that it was an expression of "Emma, this woman has the air of feet and dares to take off her shoes.

Han Xiaoye, a wonderful flower, has been beaten twice in a row. At the moment of losing face, he is hit by a stranger and becomes angry. man

"Stink? Are you sure you smell a bad smell, not a fragrance? Don't you think it's very fragrant? Just like Xiangfei. "

“……”

She rubbed her feet more happily. Anyway, it's not too late for ten o'clock in the morning. In addition to their table, there is only a table of four or five women sitting far away from them drinking coffee and chatting.