Chapter 485

"Qingfeng last night..."

"Enough, Ziya!" JC interrupts pan Ziya's words, the male voice is deep: "you said enough, let's go."

Mo West dye looked at JC one eye, "you continue to say."

Pan Ziya smiles and stands up. "Qingfeng was still painting last night. It's on the last page. Miss Mo, have a good rest. I'll go first."

She said and walked away.

Mo Xi Ran is about to turn to the last page, but JC holds her wrist, "don't look, I'll take you home."

"Let go of me." Mo Xi ran takes off his hand, bites his lips and turns to the last page.

That above, or she, but there is a faint shadow, is the maple.

Qingfeng stands behind her. She seems to see Qingfeng laughing.

There is no way to add heartache.

JC closed the album and said in a deep voice, "let's go. I'll take you home."

"I'm going to see the maple." It was a long time before she said.

Back to the operating room, just at the end of the operation of Qingfeng.

"Doctor, how about Qingfeng?"

The doctor took off his mask and sighed: "although he was rescued, his kidney has completely failed. I don't think it will last long."

"No!" Xue Suzhen shouts. Jiang Jingtao helps her quickly.

"Suzhen, Suzhen, calm down."

"No! Doctor Xue Suzhen rushed to the doctor and grasped the doctor's sleeve tightly. "If there is, if there is a kidney source, is Qingfeng OK?"

"Now I can't guarantee it all." With that, the doctor turned and left.

"No! Maple, my maple! Ah... "

Not far away, Mo xican covers her mouth with one hand, tears are pouring down, and the other hand is holding the picture album of Qingfeng tightly.

……

The Zhou family.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhou Yanchen pushed the door and came in. He found that Mo Xiran was sitting on the tatami in front of the French window, holding something in his hand.

I didn't even find myself back.

After he made a sound, moxiran turned and looked over, "ah Chen, you're back."

Zhou Yanchen closed the door and came over.

Squatting in front of her, touching her cheek, "what are you looking at?"

Words fall, Phoenix Mou falls on her knee, spread out the picture book above.

"Painting?"

"Well, look." Mo Xi ran turned the picture album in one direction and showed it to Zhou Yanchen.

Zhou Yanchen looked at it carefully. "It's a good painting."

"It's like me, isn't it?" She said with a smile and stroked herself in the picture album, "it's really like that. How can we observe it carefully to make it so like that?"

Her mood is not right. Whose album is this?

Phoenix eyes fall on the picture album again, in an instant, a drop of crystal falls.

Zhou Yanchen was startled and looked up. Tears oozed from her eyes.

Pointing to her belly, he wiped at the moment, and he said in a hurry: "Sisi, what's the matter? Huh? What's the matter? "

Mo Xi ran just cried, just shed tears, without saying a word.

He got up, took her in his arms, gently comforted her and patted her on the back.

"Don't cry, sissy, eh? How about that? "

In a low voice, he was soft.

The more so, the more aggrieved Mo Xi ran was, the more he wanted to cry.

She felt sorry for him because of her own ideas.

I don't know how long I've been crying, but I can't stop my tears. Moxiran sobs.

Zhou Yanchen bent to kiss her eyelids, thin lips dyed salty, he deliberately said: "salty."

Mo Xi ran didn't smile, but more tears in her eyes.

"Sisi!" He was angry and took her by the shoulder. "What's the matter with you?"

The source is this picture book.

"Who painted this album?"

Mo Xi ran closed his eyes, quietly spit out a name, to answer all the questions to Zhou Yanchen, but also let his heart sink to the bottom!

"Green maple."

Let go, he stepped back.

Intuition, not good.

Mo Xi ran opens his eyes and looks at him.

"Don't look at me!" The man's voice trembled and growled.

Zhou Yanchen was silent for a long time. What do you mean

He is so clever that she can't hide it.

Just did not expect, he suddenly guessed, and in the absence of a clear case, has been angry.

She knew how important the child was to him and to herself.

She wasn't sure what she wanted, but the idea wavered when she saw Qingfeng's picture album and heard pan Ziya's words.

"Xixi, did I say," after a pause, Zhou Yanchen said to her, "don't do anything to hurt yourself?"Mo West dye pursed lips, not language.

Zhou Yanchen cold eyes, eyes between the sinister, "now, I add a sentence, not to play this child's idea, understand?"

"Ah Chen." Mo Xiran cried, put the picture album on the tatami and stood up, "green maple, green maple, he..."

"I don't care about Jiang Qingfeng!"

His cold, his overbearing, his tough, tonight all out.

"It has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with you, it has nothing to do with this child!"

"Why not?" Mo Xi ran covers his eyes and laughs bitterly: "Qingfeng is my brother, my brother."

"So what!" Zhou Yanchen smile, smile does not reach the bottom of the eye, hand, pinch her shoulder, "so? What do you want to do? "

That sentence, in any case, can not be said.

Originally, it should not be said.

But Zhou Yanchen knew that he had to say it with all his strength.

"Do you want to kill our children?"

As soon as his voice fell, Mo Xi Ran's eyes widened, "I, I don't have it."

There is no convincing argument.

Zhou Yanchen laughed again. This time, he really did.

"I tell you, dream! impossible! Dare you

"Ah Chen."

"Don't call me!"

In this life, it is precious to meet and love her.

But now she is cutting his flesh with a knife.

"Ah Chen, I just, I just..."

"You just thought about it." Zhou Yanchen added indifferently.

Mo Xi ran nodded, nodded hard, "I didn't, I..."

She is incoherent.

Zhou Yanchen's appearance is terrible.

She regretted it.

It's not supposed to be revealed to him.

But who can understand her? She is the most difficult one. What should she do?

Who can think about these things from her point of view? What can she do?

Whether it is the belly of the child, or Qingfeng, she can be righteous words to abandon who!

"But, sissy, you shouldn't even think about it. It's our child." Zhou Yanchen said.

The atmosphere is terrifying.

When Zhou Yanchen finished, moxiran knew that he had sentenced her to death.

Even if she just thinks about it, even if she won't do it at all.

However, he can no longer forgive.

"Ah Chen." Carefully to hold his arm, she whispered, slowly called him: "ah Chen."

"Don't ignore me," she said pitifully

Zhou Yanchen's eyes sank, and she held her white fingers in her arms. After half a sound, she finally reached out.

Not to shake her hand, but to break off her fingers one by one.

This time, we must be cruel and give her a long lesson.

Otherwise, she doesn't know what to make him sad.

A little wife who is used to bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, he really dotes on her and makes her unscrupulous.