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The voice was a little cold and a little mockery.

Mu Qinghuan was stunned and couldn't find any reason to refuse.

But let Ji Chenyuan to Tu, that is too

Mu Qinghuan light think about the face is red.

Although she is now in her twenties, she is not a little girl. Seeing that it is winter, her son is almost four years old, but in the end, she has little contact with men.

When I was with Xiang Ye Bei, there was nothing more intimate than holding hands.

The only time that is and Ji Chen Yuan, that is still the time of medicine.

Now and men contact the most, is now and Ji Chenyuan, this man is not moving to play rogue strong kiss her, but in addition, between them sober time also nothing else.

So mu Qinghuan is very shy about this.

What's more, it's still in the hospital. He just drove the doctor away with all due respect.

Mu Qinghuan thought about going out for a while. The patients in line outside didn't know how to look at her. Her face was burning.

Shame!

What a shame!

Now even the back pain is a little ignored, "I, I can...!"

She said strongly.

Ji Chen Yuan pressure root didn't listen, "oneself take off clothes turn past, still I hard come?"

Mu Qinghuan:

Force her again!

Every time he is so overbearing and unreasonable!

But she didn't know what to do.

Mu Qinghuan was ashamed and angry. Thinking of the injustice she had suffered today, she was somehow splashed with coffee. Now that the man is still angry with her, he feels extremely aggrieved.

Tears fall when you say it.

It is also strange that she seems to have drained all her tears four years ago. Since she had her son, she has never cried again and again.

But since knowing Ji Chenyuan, always can't help but want to cry.

Mu Qinghuan tears fell down, wrongly staring at Ji Chen Yuan.

Ji Chenyuan suddenly flustered, silly eyes, he did not expect Mu Qinghuan just good did not cry, this time said to cry instead.

Holding the ointment, I was in a daze. The big man of 1.89 meters held up an ointment and watched her cry. She was stunned for a long time without holding out a word.

Looking at Mu Qinghuan crying more and more fierce, the man's heart is like being seized by people's heart, mercilessly twisted a few like, heartache fierce.

I would like to hold people in my arms, comfort her, coax her.

But mu Qinghuan back still hurt, he dare not hold her so now.

I can't help but worry.

Ji Chenyuan has always been fond of doing nothing in color, scheming and overturning the clouds. Now he has turned into a Leng Touqing because of a woman's tears. He is stupid and can only sweat his head in a hurry.

"Don't cry, don't cry!"

Ji Chenyuan is heartache and big head.

Women are really made of water!

Mu Qinghuan doesn't know what's wrong with her. The more she says so, the more she cries.

Isn't it always so fierce and domineering?

Now there's no way!

Then she cried hard.

Ji Chenyuan was really crying. He didn't want Mu Qinghuan to shed tears like this, so he gritted his teeth and put his big palm on the back of Mu Qinghuan's head and kissed him.

Mu Qinghuan couldn't cry, and the whole person was frozen into a stone.

"Are you still crying?"

The man did not kiss for long, but the kiss was very overbearing and touching.

Mu Qinghuan felt that he was going to suffocate. His red face was released by the man, and he heard the man's deep voice coming from his head.