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In the hospital.

Muqiqi didn't go back one night.

At the moment, I would like to go to the canteen to have dinner for he Jiajun.

Playing rice porridge suitable for he Jiajun now, she carried it to the ward.

All the way in the continuous cover mouth, yawn, tears are coming out.

Suddenly a hand reached out to intercept her. She was startled and almost cried out.

But not waiting for her to call, she was forced into the next ward, immediately is a whirlwind.

"Um ~" her mouth was choked, and she struggled desperately, holding the thermos bucket in her hand, but she was very protective.

But when she felt something, she immediately gave up the resistance, and took advantage of the gap between men's breath, vaguely called his name: "Mo ··········· Mo yanjue?"

Someone raised his head and looked at her with scarlet eyes. "Do you know it's me?"

Mu Qiqi was frightened by his cold and ferocious eyes. He shook his shoulder and stammered: "know... Know."

"Knowing that you don't go home, Muqiqi, you are really more and more brave!" Mo Yan Jue opened his mouth, obviously with anger.

He stayed at home alone for two nights, but she didn't even have a phone message. What is it?

"Er..." Mu Qiqi remembered that she only asked manager Li for leave, but she forgot to tell him.

Also blame her these two days in the hospital inside and outside the busy, unexpectedly to forget all.

"Didn't he Jiajun just wake up? The doctor said that his condition was not stable, so I stayed and watched, but I was too busy to tell you Mu Qiqi explained in a low voice, and constantly observed the expression changes on his face.

As a result, her voice was blocked up as soon as she was down, as if she had been punished fiercely and fiercely.

That frightening look is like not to gnaw a layer of skin off her mouth feeling.

"Well, Mo yanjue, we have something to say..." she is not so much struggling as begging for mercy.

She hasn't had a good sleep for two nights. She can't have any strength when she is tossed about by him.

As a result, she didn't speak. As soon as she spoke, someone's Revenge psychology became stronger. She raised her little hand waving at random and pressed it on the wall, which was a burst of devastation.

When she is released, Muqiqi has become a withered flower.

A pair of eyes misty, two legs weak, even the arm has no strength.

But her hand holding the thermos bucket has not let go, which contains breakfast for he Jiajun, so she has to protect it.

And this move fell into the eyes of Mo yanjue, just like a thorn in the heart.

He asked, "what's the fright?"

The brain of a pot of porridge Muqiqi slowly revived, along the direction of Mo yanjue's eyes, and finally fell on the heat preservation bucket in his hands.

In a hoarse voice, she replied truthfully, "this is porridge for he Jiajun."

Hearing this, Mo Yan Jue's chest is like a fire, burning.

"Open it!" No temperature opening.

Mu Qiqi was frightened by his angry look, and stupidly did according to what he said and forcibly unscrewed the cover of the heat preservation barrel.

"Bring it here!" It was cold again.

Mu Qiqi severely swallowed the throat, with a soft step, shivering toward the man leaning on the side of the hospital bed guardrail.

"What are you... What are you doing?"

Mu Qiqi's voice dropped, holding the heat preservation bucket in her hand was snatched away, with the infinite enlargement of her pupil ····

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