Chapter 1682

"Er..." Mu Yuwen thought about it. He left Xu Xingli's stomach and stood back for a few steps. Suddenly his eyes narrowed and his little body swayed there, making a drunken appearance. He raised his little hand and put it in the air. "Come on, daddy, teach you the first lesson,

never think you are kind to people, people just like you, too naive."

“……”

Xu Xingli lost his smile.

Love plays.

"There's a second lesson." Mu Yuwen continued to shake his head drunk, "don't like a person when you are 18 years old, never."

"Why?"

Xu Xingli asked subconsciously.

Smell speech, Mu Yuwen stop drunkard's performance, open eyes to do deep shape, far ahead, deep feeling channel, "because then, you will never come out."

Xu Xingli sat there watching the performance of milk in Mu Yu's milk, and her smile gradually disappeared.

What do you mean you'll never come out.

At that time, he went very simply, he was not a bad man, but there was no long love in his world.

Say this in front of a child

Xu Xingli bit his lower lip. His heart seemed to be blocked by something. He couldn't even breathe.

She and Mu Yuwen lie on the soft big bed. She opens her eyes to see the place that doesn't belong to her. Mu Yuwen sticks to her and rubs it on her stomach. She feels sleepy and sleepy. "Mommy, are you better?"

"I don't feel any more pain. Go to sleep."

Xu Xingli said softly.

"Well..."

Mu Yuwen's little hand stubbornly sticks to her stomach. The power of sleepy insects is too powerful. His action slowly stops and sleeps beside her.

Xu Xingli turns her eyes and looks at his white face. She reaches out her hand and hugs him in her arms, as if holding an irreplaceable treasure.

Maybe she held him too tightly, and the little guy felt stuffy. He closed his eyes and said vaguely, "Mommy, I'm thirsty..."

Thirsty.

Xu Xingli let go of him, covered the wound, and sat up from the bed with difficulty. Looking around for a week, she didn't find any mineral water.

Yeah, it's not a hotel. It's not a hotel.

Xu Xingli takes a look at her mobile phone. Bai Shuya asks her to call her if she needs anything. After thinking about it, Xu Xingli gets out of bed and goes out to find water in the kitchen.

Ying's home is too big, and the corridors extend in all directions, so you can't see the location of the stairs for a while.

Xu Xingli can only remember the way Bai Shuya took her. It seems that she didn't turn a corner when she came here. She frowned and was about to leave when she heard mu Xianguang's voice coming from one side of the door -

"you can't let Bai Zhen and Bai Zhenzhen block up at the door every day. Things have to be solved. What your mother means is to go back to Bai's hometown with them in two days, and face to face with them It's clear. "

Xu Xingli looked over and saw the door open, leaving a seam.

You can see inside is a study with a huge pattern, full of books on the wall. Mu Xianguang is sitting in front of his desk, while Mu Jingluo is standing opposite him.

"Well, I'll go with you then."

Mujing Luoying road.

Go back to Bai's hometown and confront each other.

Xu Xingli leans against one wall. With Bai Zhen's and Bai Zhenzhen's ability to make up stories, she will certainly make up a perfect story. Maybe she will step on her feet. Everyone will see whose story is more beautiful without a certificate.

I don't know if Bai Shuya will believe Bai Zhen's words and treat her well

Realizing what she was thinking, Xu Xingli was surprised. What's wrong with her? She was worried about whether Bai Shuya would treat her well.

Crazy.

It's crazy.

Xu Xingli turned to leave and walked forward quickly.

Not far away, I heard a clear voice calling her, "sister Xingli!"

“……”

When Xu Xingli walked, he looked up and saw a 17-year-old or 8-year-old girl walking towards her with a smile on her face. Her eyes were as bright as the stars, and she was walking with a plate in her hand.

Xu Xingli knows her.

A sister of Mu Jingluo, Ying Mulin.

Xu Xingli's eyes soften as she looks at her. It seems that Ying Mulin is not the one who came to her, but the little girl who handed her the coat. She is the one who believes that she is not a violent person at a glance

"Sister star pear."

Ying Mulin came to her and said, "I'm Ying Mulin, the sister of Mu Jingluo."

"I know you."

Xu Xingli nodded.

"Why don't you have a good rest in your room? Do you need anything? " Ying Mulin looked at her strangely.

"I'll go to the kitchen and get some water."

Xu Xingli said with a smile.

"Oh, that's what I specially told people not to put food and drink to you. I'm afraid you can't drink this when you're full."

Ying Mulin holds the plate in one hand and uncovers the lid on it in the other. The hot air with fragrance comes out immediately.Inside is a cup of soup that looks very clear, emitting a faint aroma of traditional Chinese medicine.

"What's this?" Xu Xingli is puzzled.

"Dangshen pigeon soup is the most tonic for the weak after operation." Should Mu Lin a pair of marketing that sense, "this is my mother's own cooking to you stew, I also next to learn a hand."

"Mrs. Ying, make me soup?"

Xu Xingli was stunned.

"Shh, I can't tell anyone, especially my dad. He can't see my mom's hands in the kitchen." Ying Mulin is mysterious and looks downstairs.

The servant told me not to put the towel on the kitchen floor

Ying Mulin burst out laughing.

The servant below also couldn't help laughing, handed over the hand cream in his hand and said, "my wife quickly wiped this, but my husband can't see it."

"Alas..."

Lin Yi sighed helplessly.

“……”

Xu Xingli looks at this Yingjia Do you usually get along like this?

As if feeling something, Lin Yi suddenly turns around and looks up at the two people upstairs. His eyes stop on Xu Xingli's face and smile.

Xu Xingli quickly bowed his head, "thank you, Mrs. Ying, for your trouble."

"Drink it while it's hot. If you don't like meat soup, I'll make it light for you tomorrow." Lin Yidao.

"No, No."

Xu Xingli found that she was not good at even declined words. In the face of Lin Yi, she would not use a word.

"Let's go, sister Xingli. I'll bring it back to your room. You can drink more."

Ying Mulin enthusiastically took the soup all the way back to Xu Xingli's room and said, "I'll send some water and snacks to your room later, so you don't have to come out to find them. You need to rest."

"It's just a minor injury. You're very kind."

Xu Xingli said. "It's said that there are bones. How can it be a small wound?" Ying Mulin said solemnly, "and I don't like the word politeness. After all, when you get married, we are relatives. We don't have to talk about guests