"Well." Jinyuan upset, just so gently back a sentence.
Qin Peirong went out with a smile of victory, but when she opened the door, she was surprised to find that Qiao simu was standing at the door, making a gesture to knock on the door. She couldn't help but be stunned. Her eyes swept her face, but she didn't find anything unusual.
She nodded to josemu and said, "come on in. He's waiting for you in there." Then he extended his hand to her and said, "come on, baby, hold me for a while, and I'll send it back later."
She pursed her lips and handed the child over.
Qin Peirong held the child, looked at his eyebrows which were very similar to those of Jinyuan, and was satisfied with kissing him on the face, and carried him away.
Qiao simu looked at her back, flashed a very complex look on her face, turned and entered the room.
When Jinyuan saw her coming in, he looked at her with a smile: "where have you been? Why haven't I seen you for so long? " Then he looked at her hand and asked, "where's the child?"
"I was carried away by my mother." She used all her strength to say these words.
Jin Yuan, after a while, didn't say anything. Instead, he talked about other topics: "wife, I must go out for a walk after I leave the hospital next week. It's really hard to be bored in the hospital every day."
She said with a smile: "you are too greedy, now your body is much better, I dislike boring, but before I said that as long as you can be good, I can promise anything."
Jinyuan got up and looked at her deeply and said, "yes, you are suffering with me."
"Fool, we don't have to say that between us, OK?" Her inexplicable eyes were a little sour. In a twinkling of an eye, she saw a basket of fresh fruit on one side of the table. It was sent by someone else, so she quickly said, "if you want to eat apples, I'll peel one for you."
Then she went forward and held a red apple bigger than her fist in her hand.
Jinyuan looked at her with a smile and did not speak.
She found a fruit knife and peeled it slowly.
Jinyuan looked at her calm face, the heart is unspeakable taste.
He felt a knot in his heart because of his mother's words just now, but when he saw her, he couldn't say anything. Now she looks so beautiful and peaceful, and he pushed her down to Qi Yuanheng. Now he has no reason to blame her?
Thinking, he gradually put down his mind, ready to ask her no more about the topic of that time.
After escaping from death, he was more open-minded than before.
But Qiao simu didn't feel his eyes at all. He slowly peeled the apple, then put it on the plate and cut it into small pieces with a knife, ready to eat with a toothpick.
But I don't know what's wrong, her action is very focused, but the knife suddenly slipped and cut her index finger.
"Ouch..." The sudden sharp pain made her drop the knife immediately, press the wound with her fingers, tighten her brow, and tear in her eyes: "it hurts..."
This knife is not light, deep wounds keep gushing blood, drop by drop on the table.
Jinyuan is very nervous to see, rushed to seize her finger, see the finger that constantly gushing blood, can't help but very distressed: "pain?"
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