Chapter 1042

Yu Yue Han: "this shows that Mohist is not entirely the Mohist has the final say, otherwise the Mohist forces, the rest of the family is simply not afraid."

Fanyu was quick to respond.

"You mean that as long as we find someone who can control ink drying, we will have a chance to figure out all the problems?"

Fanyu put down his water glass and stood up from the sofa.

"Moqian's current goal is 66. You are not suitable to go to n city again. I will take care of the permanent contact with moqian."

"If you need help, you can find Zheng Yan. She is very familiar in n city. She can help you, but..." I feel more and more cold.

Fanyu raised his eyebrows. "But what?"

Yu Yuehan: "it's nothing. You'll know when you see her."

Fanyu: "..."

Zheng Yan.

This name sounds like a woman, but why do you mention her? In Yu Yuehan's eyes, you can see that kind of eyes mentioning your rival?

But it makes Fanyu a little more curious about Zheng Yan.

Put away the card Yu Yuehan handed him.

Turn around and leave Yu's villa.

Sitting room sofa, year small Mu also nest in more and more cold bosom.

Like a child abandoned by his family, he curls up in a huddle, hugs him tightly and seeks security.

When I saw Fanyu go, I was about to remind her that today was their wedding night.

Xiaomu has rubbed in his arms. "The colder I am, the worse I feel..."

“……”

As it happens, he's a little upset.

I can't kiss or hold for a day.

Finally, she signed the marriage agreement and became his wife.

If he doesn't do something to celebrate, he feels sorry for himself.

Yu Yuehan is about to take her back to the room. When he looks down, he sees her white face and sweats all over. He immediately realizes that her condition is not right.

"Nian Xiaomu, look at me and stop thinking about it!"

More and more cold brain sea flashed a similar picture, hands holding her face, in her ear low roar.

However, Nian Xiaomu seems to be unable to hear his voice, and has been babbling:

"Dad Dad's not like this... "

"He is not my father..."

"Fire, what a big fire. It's going to burn me Mom and Dad... "

"Avalanche, I will not go, you let me go back I want to go back... "

Broken voice, constantly from the mouth of young mu.

You can't tell reality from dream.

As if in a nightmare of terror, I was shaking uncontrollably.

Hold his hand, white fingertips.

The more cold I held her, the more aware of the abnormal temperature of her body, turned to the housekeeper and shouted, "go get the fever reducing paste, and call the doctor immediately!"

Nian Xiaomu has a fever.

The whole body of the high fever is boiling hot, and the blush is like a piece of burning carbon.

I can't eat the fever. I have to get an injection.

All night, I was talking in my sleep.

The doctor was at a loss.

"Han Shao, little grandma's condition is probably related to her mental state. Is there any way to make her wake up from her dream? It's better to recover a little consciousness, otherwise, if you keep burning like this, you will die in your dream! "

When it was near dawn, Yu Yuehan asked the housekeeper to go to another hospital to pick up Liu.

The soft glutinous is small. I don't know what happened.

When he was carried back by the housekeeper, he was sleeping in a daze.

See lying on the bed of the young mu, a small short leg, he slipped from the housekeeper, into the bed.

Lie on Nian Xiaomu's chest.