Seeing this, Xi Muyan rushed forward, supporting Qiao Mu's other hand.

"My God, little sister-in-law, I haven't seen you for a month. Why is my stomach bigger?" She felt Joe Mu's stomach in surprise.

Qiao Mu smiles and droops his eyes. He looks at his towering belly tenderly. "Yes, my two children have grown up a lot recently, and they are very naughty. They always kick me."

Xi Muyan touches Qiao Mu's belly and is reluctant to give up.

When huaijingqian was young at that time, and after so many years, my memory was not so deep. Now when I saw my little sister-in-law with such a big stomach, I really envy her.

"Oh, how nice."

Jing Qian ran to the car, opened the door and asked, "Auntie, Jingyu and xiaoconghua didn't come?"

"No, your uncle is afraid that Jing will encounter that boy too naughty, and I have a big stomach. I'm afraid that he will bump into me carelessly, and he won't come over at home."

Jing Qian closed the door, small expression quite lost, "that's OK."

Xi Muqiao opened his legs, went to the South Lin Mo side, looked at him, turned his head and asked Xi Muyan, "how is Lin Mo recently? Is there any improvement?"

Xi Muyan closed his eyes, pursed his lips and shook his head.

Qiao Mu quickly comforted her, "don't worry, it will be OK. Maybe he was too tired before and wanted to have a good rest."

Xi Muyan nodded, did not speak, and clenched Qiao Mu's hand.

Xi Muyan accompanies Qiao Mu to walk toward the house, Xi Muqiao pushes South Lin Mo to follow behind them.

Men droop eyes, looking at the consciousness of the south facing Mo, the corners of the lips hook up a touch of unknown smile.

Put out a big hand, in the south of Mo's back neck, gently press.

The man, half lying in a wheelchair, with his eyes closed, clenched his hands under the thin blanket.

See, Xi Muqiao lip corner smile deeper, even that pair of unfathomable eyes, all dyed with unknown meaning, inside with a little bit of banter.

I pressed it again. It's just that it's a little bit more powerful than before.

Sure enough, the man who had closed his eyes could no longer hold on. His eyebrows stirred violently, and then opened his eyes with a brush.

The man's first reaction was to make a silent gesture to simuccio.

Xi Muqiao smile and meaningful, as if nothing happened, continue to push the man into the room.

Only Jing Qian.

The little guy stares at Mo, who closes his eyes in the wheelchair. His eyebrows are gradually locked.

Something's wrong. When they brought nanlinmo out, he covered the blanket on his body. He was afraid that he would be cold, so he covered his hand. Why did his right hand fall outside the blanket?

After thinking for a while, he didn't think of a reason. He took it as his uncle.

"Hey, brother, where are you taking nanlinmo to?" Xi Mu Yan sees elder brother push south face Mo to walk toward inside, quickly ask a way.

Xi Muqiao did not change color, slowly way, "I go to see if Lin Mo is going to the bathroom."

Xi Muyan quickly stood up, "brother, let me come."

Her brother has served people except for her sister-in-law. I'm afraid that even the little sister-in-law has never served the excrement and urine?

"No, you can accompany your sister-in-law. I can do it myself."

"Oh." Brother said so, Xi Muyan also no longer forced.

In the bathroom.

Xi Mu Yan will be pushed into the South Mo, not slow to lock the door.

The man slightly raised one side of the lip corner, and then went forward to lift the thin blanket on Mo's legs. Then, he bent down to untie the trouser belt of Nanlin mo.

South facing Mo quickly opened his eyes, a clasp Xi Muqiao's hand.

"Mujo, what are you doing?"

Xi Muqiao still light smile, said, "look at you urine, pull did not pull, rest assured, I take care of Jing Yu and small scallion has experience."

After that, he would take off his belt again.

Nanlin Mo knew that he was holding his breath in his heart and quickly surrendered, "I was wrong, I was wrong, Muqiao, I was really wrong!"

Xi Muqiao then stood up, his hands folded, and looked at him like a smile.

Nanlin Mo was looked uncomfortable by him. Even if he was a close brother, he would be embarrassed at this time, not to mention Xi Muqiao or his uncle!

"Nothing to tell me?"

Nanlin Mo cleared his throat and chuckled twice. "It's all brothers. I don't need to say it. I guess you all know that I didn't mean to have some sympathy. But I swear that I didn't think of the decision to have a car accident. I'm not stupid. It's going to kill people!"

Xi Muqiao leaned against the door, raised his eyebrows and asked, "when are you going to tell Yan Yan? Or do you want to go on like this? "

A cold, mocking tone.

South Lin Mo sighed and stood up.

This is the first time that he has been standing on the ground with both feet since the accident.That kind of feeling, for a person lying in Sichuan for the last month, is simply great happiness, all over the body has a kind of unspeakable comfort.

Too late to sigh, he stepped forward, just wanted to speak, was Xi Muqiao's index finger against the chest.

Xi Muqiao glanced at him coldly, and his eyebrows and eyes did not know that he was depressed. His knuckled fingers lit Mo's chest again and again.

Until Nanlin Mo's brow frowned, Xi Muqiao said, "Nanlin Mo, are you older, your IQ and EQ are in special retrogression ah, you just want to win the sympathy of Yan Yan and Jing Qian, do you think about your parents? Have you ever thought about our brothers who work for you day and night? "

South facing Mo slightly tilted head, half astringent eyelashes.

"If you are really a man, don't use this way. Yes, it won the sympathy of Yan Yan and Jing Qian, and left them by your side. Have you ever thought about the feeling of Yan Yan and Jing Qian?"

"Why did you have an accident? Because Yanyan called you when you were driving, because you were in a hurry to go back to meet Jingqian. Do you know how sad they are and how much they blame themselves? "

Words kill the heart.

Every word is like a poke into his heart, heartache and guilt.

What simuccio said was exactly what he thought and what he was using.

He stroked his hair and looked up at simuccio. "I know."

I thought Xi Muqiao would go on talking, but I didn't expect that the man suddenly changed his face and grinned. He beat two fists on Mo's chest in the south. "Only this time, if you don't succeed this time, you don't have to make a speech again."

South Mo Gou lip a smile, returned his two fists.

The sudden knock on the door is Jingqian.

Uncle! My mom asked me to ask if you're ok? Do you want her help? "

Xi Muqiao winked at Nanlin Mo, and Nanlin Mobi made a sign of" OK ". He quickly sat in the wheelchair and covered with a thin blanket.

Seeing this, Xi Muqiao said to Jing Qian, "it's done. I'll go out immediately."