If you like, I can introduce her to you, to you

Ji Su rolled her eyes and almost vomited out!

Ah bah, Ji Su is so handsome and extraordinary. How can he be a woman and give him a fortress without looking at what it is?

I have a wife for Muqiao. She still sticks to it. I don't know if she's a good woman!

If you really marry her, you may have to worry about whether she will bring yourself some green hats every day!

Moreover, he was very sure that Li niansi came to Xi Muqiao and came to see her sister-in-law as an excuse to cover her mind.

"Elegant, we can't have fun. Such words hurt our feelings."

Song Yazhi didn't lift her eyelids, and her tone was still flat. She couldn't afford a ripple. "Yeah, I think Li niansi is very good. It's just right for you. Anyway, you're alone now."

Ji Su glanced and said without thinking, "cut, I'd rather be single all my life than a woman like Li niansi. It's better to marry Luoli than marry her!"

As soon as the voice fell, three lines of sight fell on him.

He looked up and saw three smiling eyes.

Realizing what he had just said, he closed his eyes in chagrin and was not ready to speak again.

Simuccio sat down, picked up his chopsticks and said, "his mouth is harder than a dead duck."

Nanlinmo picked up his chopsticks and said, "I don't care. Who is so anxious that he can't sleep in the middle of the night and runs to me to relieve his worries with wine?"

Song Yazhi picked up her chopsticks and said, "the woman she wants to marry is still falling glass."

Ji Su was so angry that he pointed to the three people with chopsticks, "shut up!"

The three of them didn't seem to hear Ji Su's words and talked about each other.

"Yes?"

Xi Muqiao looked at Ji Su and raised his eyebrows. There was no big expression on his face, but the banter in his deep eyes was so obvious.

"It seems so."

Ji Su's cheeks were bulging and his eyes stared. He put his chopsticks on the table and didn't eat. Anyway, he was full of anger by the three bad friends.

He was angry, but he couldn't deny it. Although he scolded Luoli for grinding human spirits and couldn't afford to play, he couldn't deceive himself. He missed Luoli very much in his heart.

He missed her, worried about her and wanted to know whether she was doing well now.

Even he thought that since falling glass was the first time, he might as well marry her. Anyway, this is what the two families have always wanted.

But the premise of this thing is that falling glass is around. Now people can't find it. It's useless to think about anything!

At the thought of falling glass, I don't know where it is now, I can't help but cover a thin haze in my heart, and melancholy surges into my heart

At eight o'clock in the evening, Qiao Mu finally woke up.

There was an orange sleep light in the ward. The light was dim, but she knew there was no one here now.

Licked her dry lips. She propped up her body and wanted to sit up, but her hands were soft, dizzy and uncomfortable.

Since you can't sit up, lie down.

She closed her eyes and the scene in the dream was clearly repeated in front of her eyes.

Chang Yajing tried to kill her and stabbed her in the heart.

The taste of tearing her heart and cracking her lungs is really very real, which makes her still have lingering palpitations.

She pursed her lips and whispered. When she met Chang Yajing after she was discharged from the hospital, she must not let her go.

Mom, although she didn't lose her life, she lost half her life now.

The door was pushed open, and the light came in through the crack of the door, and then expanded a little and hit her face. She opened her eyes slightly.

"Wake up?"

Simuccio strode forward and snapped on the light switch.

When Qiao Mu's eyes were not fully opened, a warm big palm covered her eyes.

Ling lie's breath lingered in his nose, and the man's low mellow and warm voice sounded in his ears, "the light is a little dazzling. Open your eyes later, huh?"

Qiao Mu nodded, indicating that he knew.

The sight is blocked and the senses are infinitely magnified.

She could feel the man's kiss. Joe murmured, and simukio quickly got up. "Is it pressing you? It's uncomfortable there?"

"I'm fine."

A few minutes later, with a little open-minded vision, simuccio removed his big palm, kissed her black and white eyes and bent his lips towards her.

"I finally woke up. If I don't wake up, Mingyang will cry and the hospital will be demolished by me."

Joe Mu pulled his lips, and his voice was hoarse after a serious illness, as if it had been ground by sand, "ximuqiao."

"Well?"

"I'm hungry."

He got up. "Mom has something to eat. I'll get it."

The stomach was shouting. Simuccio coaxed her. She also forced herself to eat more. Rao was so, but she didn't eat much at all.

After dinner, simukio put a pillow behind Qiaomu. He sat and looked at her.

When Qiao Mu fell asleep, he clearly had a lot to say. Now Qiao Mu woke up. Those abdominal manuscripts couldn't remember at all. He didn't know what he should say.

Now he was satisfied to see his wife wake up.

"Simuccio."

The man looked at her with a gentle face and gently replied, "en?"

"I had a dream that Chang Yajing wanted to kill me and said I robbed her of everything. She stabbed a knife into my heart."

Ximuqiao rubbed her weak boneless hands, and her eyes were full of tender love, "no, with me, I won't let her hurt you again."

Simujo paused and thought it was time to tell her, "she's crazy."

Joe's smile on the corner of his lips stiffened, "what?"

The man looked at her for a moment, "your feeling yesterday is true. Chang Yajing is crazy."

Qiao Mu was deeply shocked, and there was a moment of blank in his mind.

Chang Yajing is really crazy!

Although the two of them usually dislike each other and have had a lot of conflicts, she was very sad to hear such a news.

Qiao Mu was silent, and her half gathered eyelashes covered the mood in her eyes. The tight corners of her lips still revealed her mood at the moment.

Xi Muqiao understood her and clenched her little hand. "It's none of your business. Chang Yajing did it all."

Despite that, Qiao Mu still can't deny that Chang Yajing is crazy. She has unshirkable responsibility, even if Chang Yajing tried to kill her.

"How's my mother?" Qiao Mu suddenly changed the subject.

"The recovery is very good. I haven't told her that you almost had an accident, and I haven't told her that you were ill. I'm afraid she's worried and angry, which is not conducive to her recovery."

Qiao Mu broke free from his big palm and looked at him with clear and bright eyes. "Don't tell my mother. I think it's enough to have you with me."

She suddenly grinned at him and slowly stroked her heart with her small hand. "It's really over now. There won't be green tea bitch and white lotus, but why is it empty in her heart?"