Chapter 4133

Hermione never expected to see linya here.

Or - living linya.

At that moment, I only felt that her brain was short circuited, and there was only that voice in her mind, which kept circling.

Xiaomian, I'm mom, I'm mom

Then Huo Mian may be too reactive, too fierce, and fainted in the dark

Then she had a long dream.

In the dream, she is still young, only five or six years old.

She plays in a beautiful house, with father and mother.

"Go to sleep. Mom will come here soon..."

Xiaomian stumbles to her mother's arms.

Smell the unique warm smell, it's mom's taste.

Then she raised her head and looked at the face that was so delicate that people and gods were angry

Suddenly As soon as the picture turned, it became her own appearance, or rather, Leila.

"Hermione, you're finally in my hands..."

Later, Huo Mian woke up from his dream.

She was sweating and she looked around in horror.

I hope this is the home of Nanshan castle. I hope I can see my husband as soon as I open my eyes.

In the past, when he was at home, every time he had nightmares, Qin Chu woke up quickly.

Then gently pat her on the back to pacify her.

Holding her from behind gives her enough security.

But here It's still those damn white rooms.

It's coming from my stomach. The little guy is exercising violently

Huo Mian felt his stomach subconsciously.

"Baby, don't be afraid Mom is here We should try to escape, ok We're going back to see dad and sisters in peace. "

Hermione said to himself.

Then, she rolled over to the ground.

The maid at the door came in.

"Sister Xiaomian, what do you need?"

The tone is polite, but the maid is always poker face, expressionless.

Hermione even thought they were emotional robots.

"Where is the man? I want to see her."

"The Lord has gone out. Miss Xiaomian has fainted all day and all night. Take a good rest."

"Out of the door? Where have you been? "

"I don't know."

"And the Messiah?"

"The Messiah is resting. Would you like to call her for you?"

"Forget it. Let her rest."

Hermione knew that even if he called the Messiah, the result would be the same. She would not say more when she asked her what.

"I'm hungry. I want something to eat."

"OK, miss Xiaomian, what would you like to eat? We'll get ready right away."

"I'd like to have celery and pork dumplings."

"What?"

The maid obviously thought it strange.

It's no wonder that they are all foreign girls, where have they heard something so Chinese.

"I want to eat dumplings." Huo Mian seems to be full of grievances, sitting on the chair, gasping for breath.

She really wants dumplings. She wants dumplings made by her mother Yang Meimei.

I want to eat noodles with black pepper made by my husband.

I want to eat sweet and sour ribs and fried meatballs made by my mother-in-law.

Want to see pudding and pudding, her children, don't know how it is?

And Su Yu, what happened in that explosion?

She has too much to worry about

Huo Mian lowers his head and tears fall down

She knew that what she experienced during the day was not a dream. The woman said it was her mother. There must be a reason.

But she didn't think it was that simple.

After all, there was Jingde's horrible experience of resurrection of the dead. She had great doubts about Lin ya, who called herself her mother.

Late at night

GK group headquarters

Qin Chu worked overtime until nine o'clock, then slowly went downstairs

just walked into the elevator All the lights in the elevator go out

Then he felt There is one more person in the elevator.