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The bodyguards broke off the two stakes on the wooden bridge together, which made Mu Mian's legs come out. Nie Xiangsi looked at his legs. "Mu Mian, how about it? Does it hurt? Do you want to see if you can move? "

Mu Mian tries to stand up and kicks Xiangma. "Well, it hurts, but it's OK."

Nie Xiangsi saw that he could move and remembered that he didn't hurt the bone, so he was relieved. "How could you be so careless? You almost scared to death just now. How could you come to the bridge?"

"I......" Mu Mian lowered his head. "I thought I would come here and finish painting the bridge and go back. I looked for an angle beside the bridge. At last, I came to the bridge and saw it. When I slipped, I got stuck."

Seeing his face drooping so low, Nie Xiangsi thought that his tone was heavy, and he hugged Mu Mian to his body painfully, "OK, OK, OK, OK, just OK, we don't draw here, take a picture of the bridge, and go home to draw the picture, OK?"

"Yes, yes." Xiang's mother is always distressed. Looking at Mu Mian's leg, "you see, it's all green. You have to go home and ask the doctor to have a look."

"I'm fine." Said Mu Mian.

"If you have nothing to do, you need to disinfect. Anyway, here..." Xiangma thought of the angel and said angrily, "now this is not a good place for leisure. It has been more than two hours. Let's go back, master Mian!"

Nie also nodded to Mu Mian, "we'll come out next time."

Mu Mian nodded. "Well."

When the party returned to the pavilion to collect things and prepare to go back, Nie Xiangsi did not look at the sweater she was knitting from left to right.

She asked Xiang Ma, "Xiang Ma, do you see my sweater?"

Xiang Ma is helping Mu Mian pack up his painting tools. She straightens up and looks around. At last, she comes to the stone table? I remember Miss Nie, didn't you put it here? There's no place around here. "

"I remember putting it here, too." Nie Xiangsi frowns.

What did Xiang Ma think of? "Ah, when did she leave?"

"Just now."

Nie Xiangsi is not sure. After they go to find Mu Mian and come back, angel is gone. It's estimated that the woman who went to find Mu Mian's Kung Fu has gone.

Just now, it was so unpleasant that no one mentioned it, let alone asked where the woman had gone.

Xiang Ma is a person with a long heart. She looks at Mu Mian carefully, goes to Nie Xiangsi's side and says, "Miss Nie, although it may not be appropriate to say this now, but is it possible that she gave it to..."

Nie Xiangsi looked at Xiang Ma and frowned after he understood the meaning of Xiang Ma. "It's impossible, isn't it? She is a famous family, how can she?" Do this?

"Ah, this man will change." Xiang Ma said, "it's said that there are all kinds of people in the prison. There must be a lot of people who are sneaking around. No matter who is serious, they will be caught in the prison. No matter how good a person's family background is, they will learn bad habits."

Xiang Ma shook her head, but didn't go on with what she said.

Xiang Ma doesn't want to guess angel like this. After all, that woman is mu Mian's mother, and what she does may be related to Mu Mian.

However, there were only three of them in the pavilion just now. The bodyguards around would not take away the sweater

Nie Xiangsi suddenly pulls on Xiangma, who sighs, "Xiangma, wait a minute."

"Miss Nie?"

Xiang Ma looks back.

Nie Xiangsi looked at Mu Mian's side, called Xiang Ma aside, and said to Xiang Ma, "today's matter is over. Don't mention the sweater again. Xiang Ma, remember?"

Knowing that Nie Xiangsi didn't want Mu Mian to suffer, Xiang Ma nodded, only sighed, "what if the young master Mian asks? Didn't you just say that you went back to try the sweater in the evening? "

"It's OK. I'll tell him then."

Back in the car, Mu Mian leaned on Nie Xiangsi's shoulder and yawned. After lunch, they came out without taking a nap, which made Mu Mian sleepy.

But when the sleepiness hit, Mu Mian suddenly said in a low voice, "Auntie lovesickness, about my mother I'm sorry. "

At ordinary times, Mu Mian is a quiet and peaceful child. Only when he relies on others, can he feel so depressed and fragile.

Nie Xiangsi stroked Mu Mian's head and said softly, "good end, why say I'm sorry?"

"I shouldn't be willful. I shouldn't have let my mother come." Mu Mian hung his head, his soft hair covered his eyes, forming a circle of warm yellow light under the sun outside the window, "I'm just afraid that she thinks I will be too poor I didn't expect her to say that I'm sorry... "

Let the child say these words.

Nie Xiangsi felt that Miss Ann was unworthy of being a mother.

She leaned her face against his forehead, gently comforted Mu Mian and said, "I didn't care. Why do you care? Besides, you didn't let her come. I agreed to let her come here. Don't worry, I didn't take her words into my heart. If you are sleepy, go to sleep. I'll call you when you get home. "

Mu Mian nodded and fell asleep with Nie Xiangsi.

Xiang's mother was listening and sighed. She didn't know why such a good boy as master Mian could have a mother like angel, who was not worthy to be their mother!

But she also agreed with Nie Xiangsi's words. Some things are really bad for them to know, and there is no need to make them sad.

The night after returning to Mu's house, Mu Mian did remember to try on the sweater. After taking a bath, he ran to Nie Xiangsi's room and looked forward to it. "Auntie Xiangsi, is the sweater ready? Can I try it on?"

Because Nie Xiangsi's month is getting bigger and bigger, and because she and muse city are about to get married, their rooms are not together.

Nie Xiangsi also lives in a single room at Mu's house, with a room in the nanny room that can take care of her living.

Seeing Mu Mian coming in, the nanny said to Nie Xiangsi, "let me help Miss Nie put the bath water first."

Nie Xiangsi nodded. After the nanny went to the bathroom, Nie Xiangsi looked at Mu Mian and said, "Mu Mian, I just want to tell you that the sweater will try again next time. It's not good yet!"

"But don't you say that you can have a try in the evening?"

"Well..." Nie Xiangsi made a distressed shape, grabbed his head and smiled sheepishly. "I think it's not good enough, so I sent the sweater to a friend of mine. Let my friend help me to see how I can change it. I'll get it back next time."

Mu Mian frowned. "But I see it very well. Don't change it!"