Chapter 336

As soon as he opened his mouth, Xi Muyan couldn't help crying.

"At first, you said that if I had to break up with children, you let me go. Aren't you going to marry that European song? What are you going to do now?"

Nanlin Mo looked at her and said word by word, "Yan Yan, I can explain that I won't marry her."

Xi Muyan sneered, "so what? See me raise my child to three years old and want to come back to be a cheap father? I tell you nanlinmo, don't even think about it when you die. Don't think too important of yourself. Don't think I left the child because he belongs to nanlinmo. No matter whose child it was, I will stay! "

Tears rustled down. In recent years, her grievances were too many. At the moment, they were all vented with tears.

Suddenly, the man took her little face and kissed it with his head down.

Xi Muyan was stunned. While she was stunned, nanlinmo took the opportunity to pry open her lips.

When she reacted, a trace of disgust crossed her eyes and bit it hard.

The man frowned, snorted and didn't give up.

His mouth was full of blood. Xi Muyan finally got rid of his desperate struggle.

She brushed her mouth and went straight to the bathroom without saying a word.

The blood slowly flowed down nanlinmo's lips, gathered on his chin, and then dropped on the white carpet, overlapping drop by drop, like a beautiful red flower blooming suddenly.

After half a ring, Xi Muyan came out of the bathroom.

Seeing nanlinmo still standing in place with a mouth of blood, she passed by him without squinting. "You can keep me as long as you want."

With that, she sat on the sofa and pulled the already cold meal on the tea table.

When the lid was opened, it was her favorite sugar cool ribs, fried meat with wooden whiskers and sea rice rape.

The trance family remembered that every time he secretly went to his senior apartment behind everyone's back, he would cook these three dishes for him. At present, his tears fell down again.

Silently wiped a tear, she stuffed a mouthful of rice.

From yesterday to now, I haven't had a good meal. I can't go anyway. Why wronged myself.

Nanlin Mo saw her wolf down her food, poured her a glass of warm water, and then went into the bathroom.

He stretched out his tongue / head and looked in the mirror.

The wound was still deep. He had no doubt that she would bite off his tongue / head if she hadn't opened it more in time.

He pulled his lips and smiled, "what a cruel girl."

Xi Muyan, who had emotional fluctuations for him, assured him that if she had been like before, did not cry, looked at him coldly and spoke coldly, it would be torture.

His mouth was full of blood. He rinsed his mouth.

After coming out, he went to sit down opposite Xi Muyan, filled himself with a bowl of rice and began to eat.

"I'll take you out to eat in the evening."

Xi Muyan's action of pickling rice was a meal, but he didn't speak.

Nanlin Mo asked, "what would you like to eat, hot pot, seafood, or a street stall?"

"Sichuan food." Xi Muyan finally spoke.

Hearing the speech, nanlinmo was silent for a few seconds. Suddenly, he caught a smile in his black eyes, "good."

……

Coming out of the hospital, it's close to three o'clock.

Qiao Mu was glad they had a physical examination with Jing Qian. The little guy's tonsils were inflamed and swollen badly, and his lymph nodes were swollen.

It's nothing for adults. It'll be all right if you take a few pills.

But for a three-year-old child, it's not just as simple as taking medicine. If it doesn't work well, it will lead to a series of inflammation. In short, don't be careless.

The little guy lay on simuccio's shoulder, stretched out his little fingers like lotus sprouts and shriveled his small mouth, "mummy, it hurts."

Qiao Mu quickly blew on his middle finger, "Jing Qian didn't hurt. Jing Qian was so brave when drawing blood, didn't he cry? The nurse sister praised you."

The little guy's big eyes were full of tears, and the tears rolled in his eyes.

He said to simuccio, "Dad, the back of your hand hurts, too."

Xi Muqiao changed his hand to hold him and looked at the back of his small hand still attached to the band aid. "It's okay. A man doesn't hurt. If you say it hurts when you go home, Dasheng will laugh at you. He took it for a preventive injection yesterday, but it didn't say it hurts."

Smelling the speech, the little guy put his hand down and skillfully lay on his shoulder, "Jing Qian doesn't hurt."

"Well, Jing Qian is good."

Qiao Mu Snickers aside. Whenever Xi Muqiao speaks gently to Jing Qian with a serious face, it's really funny.

"Mr. Xi, let's go to see sister Luoli tomorrow. I heard she agreed to have the baby." She shook simuccio's free hand.

Simuccio held her hand tightly for fear that she might lose it.

"No."

Lost, she asked, "why?"

The man glanced at her, and his plain voice could still hear a bit of gnashing his teeth, "when you go, will you give Ji Su a chance to frighten me?"

Hearing the speech, Qiao Mu puffed his cheeks.

She looked down at her lower abdomen, a little discouraged, "let's go to the hospital another day. It's been so long."

Since he and Mr. Xi decided to let it go, he has not taken measures, but his stomach has not moved.

"You say, is there something wrong with my body that can't give birth?"

Xi Muqiao pinched her finger and scolded, "nonsense. Mingyang has said that your palace is cold and your chance of getting pregnant is lower than ordinary people. Don't think about what you have all day."

She frowned and said, "but sister Luoli and Ji Su were pregnant one night. We've been so long."

"Don't worry, you're still young."

"But you are not young. You will be 32 years old soon. Why not hurry? Do you want to have children when you are 50 years old?"

Xi Muqiao put Jing Qian on the safety seat and fastened the safety buckle.

"Nonsense, if you want to, you can live until you are 50. Anyway, our family can afford it." Simuccio straightened up and bounced on her forehead.

Qiao Mu rubbed his forehead, pouted and murmured, "at the age of 50, I'm postmenopausal. Hey, even if I can have a baby, you're more than 60, so old, are you sure you can have a baby?"

The man took a deep breath and crossed his waist. He really wanted to beat her on his leg.

He is so tired that Qiao Mu is older than him. He is eleven years older than her. This is his eternal pain. Are you wooden?

"Do you dislike me for being old?"

"No."

Simuccio also knocked on her forehead, "then you keep talking about old men!"

Joe Mu quickly covered his head and looked at him, "I'm just making an analogy. I'm anxious. Muche is three years younger than you. He's a prospective father, and Ji Su..."

Seeing that the man's face began to look bad again, she quickly shut up and made a sewing action.

Simuccio tidied up her scarf. "Then why don't you say Linmo? He hasn't had a girlfriend yet. He gave birth early. He can't catch up with us."