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He Zeyu motioned to Meng Junxi to pay attention to his words, and then calmly said to Mu Jingyan, "tell us the details of the matter, so that we can help you analyze it."

"No analysis." Mu Jing Yan curled up in the corner of the sofa, holding milk in his hand, expression is very sad, "I have asked him, his expression has told me the answer."

At that time, Li Shengrui's hesitant action and ambiguous words had clearly told her the truth.

It turned out that his baby's leaving had something to do with his father.

She felt cold all over. She held the milk cup tightly for warmth, but the warm temperature could not warm her heart. She didn't want to recall these painful memories. It was too bitter and painful.

"Mujingyan!" He Zeyu shakes her shoulder and doesn't want her to be immersed in sadness.

Mu Jing Yan calmed down and calmed down.

"Calm down, drink the milk and have a good sleep. Don't think about it. We'll talk about it tomorrow. Maybe things are not what you think. No matter what, you should give him a chance to explain clearly. It's not too late for you to sentence him. "

He Zeyu is more calm and wise than ever.

Mu Jing Yan said, "when my baby had an accident, do you all know the situation at that time?"

He Zeyu was stunned, and then explained, "it happened suddenly. Meng Junxi was not there two days after it happened. He didn't know what happened. I can remember clearly that young master Li was crazy and looked for you everywhere..."

"But for two days, I didn't find it..." She gave a sneer, and two lines of tears came down.

He Zeyu recalled, "the rainstorm in those two days was too heavy. Many clues were submerged by the rain, and at that time..."

"I just want to ask you, did he seriously look for me at that time?"

"Mujingyan..."

"Ha ha, I see." She smiles, unable to express her loneliness and sadness.

She gulped all the milk in one breath. The corner of her mouth was milky white. She reached out and wiped it casually. Meng Junxi felt a little heartache and patted her on the back twice. "It's all my fault that I wasn't there at that time. If I were there, I wouldn't let you suffer so much. When I came back to see you lying on the sickbed, I felt very sad."

"Meng Junxi!" He Zeyu was so angry with this fool that he glared at him and said, "can you shut up?"

"Am I wrong?" Meng Junxi is very dissatisfied with the back, "I tell the truth is wrong? At that time I was not in, if I was in, I would never let elder Mu suffer a little injury. "

He Zeyu rolled his eyes and said, "do you want your family to be separated and broken?"

It means something.

As soon as Meng Junxi heard Li Shengrui's name, his face immediately turned sinister and his voice was also weird. "That's what he did for himself."

"Shut up, both of you." One side of Xu Baihui found that Mu Jing Yan was in a trance, prompting them to say less.

With that, Xu Baihui helped Mu Jingyan to go upstairs slowly, helped her to lie down, told her not to daydream, watched her long eyelashes slowly close, tucked in the corner for her, and went downstairs lightly.

Downstairs, Meng Junxi sent he Zeyu away. They bickered at the door again. They just closed the door and turned around. I saw that Xu Baihui had come down from the second floor.

Tired, he sat down on the sofa and turned his neck to rest. Meng Junxi walks over, presses his head on his knee, massages her with appropriate strength, and Xu Baihui comfortably closes her eyes to enjoy.

"How about Xiaoyan? Did you cry? "

"No," she said softly

Meng Junxi reassured, "that's good."

"Good what?" Xu Baihui suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him, "it's bad not to cry!"

"Why?"

Xu Baihui lay down and found a comfortable position to lie down. Looking at Meng Junxi's questioning eyes, she sighed, "look at her like this, I'm afraid her heart is half dead!"

Meng Junxi frowned, he did not think so deep.

"As you know, Mu Jingyan has been waiting for Li Shengrui for seven years wholeheartedly. Seven years, the best time for women is waiting. It's really not easy for a few people to do it!"

"Yes Meng Junxi nodded and agreed, "I know this best. At that time, Li Shengrui wanted to go abroad for further study, and his father asked him to come back to inherit the Li group. It's his own wish, too. And he left that few years, is I accompany Mu elder brother to spend together, she is what how to spend, I am clear. During this period, many people pursued her, but she never wavered. There was another time five years ago when Li Shengrui didn't know where he was causing trouble. Those people were driving to kill him. If Mu Jingyan didn't do anything to save him, or if he didn't really love him, he wouldn't even care about his own life to save him. Such a good woman, only Li Shengrui doesn't know how to cherish it. "Xu Baihui finished listening. Thoughtfully said, "seven years of wholeheartedly love this person, she can accept each other is not perfect, but he can not accept a man, swing love."

Meng Junxi shakes his head and doesn't quite understand.

Xu Baihui continued to explain, "listen to her meaning, and then look at what the boss said at that time. It seems that Mu Jingyan lost her baby at that time, which is likely to have a direct relationship with the boss."

Meng Junxi looks at her if she has some understanding.

"So you mean..."

She muttered to herself, "women can accept that men don't love her enough, but they can't accept killing her children because men don't love her enough."

She sighed. "I heard it's painful to have a baby, but I believe it's thousands of times more painful to lose a baby than to have a baby."

Listen to her voice more and more sad, Meng Junxi stroked her hair, kiss down, affectionate, "Huihui, we don't have children, OK, I'm afraid you hurt."

Xu Baihui raised her eyes and said softly after a moment, "but I really want to have my own child."

Meng Junxi a meal, smiling at her, and then pry open her lips, affectionate kiss, "you want us to have, you want to have how many children I give you how many children, you want what I give you."

"Meng Junxi!" Xu Baihui, pushing away from him, gasped, "don't kiss me."

"Good, good, no kiss." Directly carry Xu Baihui on the shoulder, go upstairs, "tired tonight, wash and sleep."

Xu Baihui did not feel afraid, calmly patted him on the back, "put me down, you don't even have meat on your shoulder, you are scared."

"Good." Meng Junxi also conveniently held her in his arms, "this is comfortable."

"Make do with it." Xu Baihui buried his head in his chest, calmly closed his eyes.

After washing, they lie on the bed. Xu Baihui sleeps Meng Junxi's arm and listens to the voice of the next room.

Meng Junxi is not at ease, ears on the wall hard to listen, no voice, very worried to say, "she will not secretly hide in the quilt cry ah!"

Xu Baihui shook her head and didn't know what to do. "You'd better come back to sleep."

"I'm still not sure." Meng Junxi also put his ear on the wall and pasted it, "in case she cries, I'll have to break into the door."

Xu Baihui was amused by his action of breaking the door. "You are so kind to her, aren't you afraid that I'm jealous?"

"Jealous?" Meng Junxi happily sat back, holding his head looking at her, "Huihui, if you are jealous for me, I must be happy to die."

"How happy are you?"

The light on the head of the bed is warm. Xu Baihui is leaning on his leg. Meng Junxi is sitting on the back of the head of the bed, playing with her hair. Everything is beautiful.

The man said with a smile, "how do you say that. It's like going to the top of the cloud when you release it at the last moment. It's probably just below the cloud. "

"The woman blamed him," and began to play yellow cavity

"No, I'm serious! That's a serious yellow tune, too! "

Meng Junxi affectionately stroked her cheek, "Huihui, don't move."

"Well?" Xu Baihui doesn't know why.

"Huihui!" Meng Junxi stroked, frowned and said in surprise, "you are beautiful again! It's getting more and more beautiful. "

“……”

Xu Baihui rolled her eyes at him, turned over and didn't want to talk to him. Maybe her face turned red because of his love words. Meng Junxi turned her over and continued, "what I said is true. Your skin feels so comfortable. In the past, your skin was as white as brother BA's, but now it's like a soft and transparent gel, which can be broken by blowing, and it's crystal clear... "

"Talk to people!"

Being exposed mercilessly, Meng Junxi flattered him with a smile. "I heard that Pa Pa is good for skin. It's true!"

"I don't want to talk to you anymore!" Xu Baihui turned away from him with a smile.

"Are you shy?" Meng Junxi turned over to support her, looking at her cheek slowly more and more red, he was very happy, "wife, you are so lovely."

Two people in bed love, greasy crooked, will inevitably make some ambiguous voice.

In fact, the sound insulation effect of the room is very good, but mujingyan is too quiet, there is no sound at all, this ambiguous little news came in.

Big eyes blink, palm gently on the belly, feel the baby's breath She can't sleep.

When she was not married before, it should be said that when she was very young, she was very afraid of the dark, very afraid, very afraid. It takes a long time to fall asleep every day. She hates the night. When her adoptive father comes home drunk, she hears the quarrel of her adoptive parents. She is afraid and shivers in the closet.

So, she's afraid of the dark.

Especially in this strange environment, she was even more afraid.

But at this moment, she found that compared with the frightening darkness, the silence in the darkness was more frightening.Suddenly, two drops in my hand broke the silence.

She was startled, turned to see the weak light of the mobile phone in the dark, hesitated for a moment, and reached for it.

On the lock screen, it's a text message from Li Shengrui.

He said: if you are afraid, turn on the light.

She didn't turn it on. She was in a daze at her mobile phone. Before she put it out, another one came.

He said: don't be afraid, I'm outside.

Mujingyan couldn't sleep, because the thunder and lightning outside the window reminded her of the rainstorm of those two days.

After a long hesitation, she turned on the bedside lamp, put on her coat, got out of bed and went to the window.

Pull the dark blue curtain, the rain outside blurred the glass, as she was in a bad mood at the moment.

She looked downstairs, and sure enough, the black Maybach was stopping downstairs to be baptized by the storm.