Chapter 897: He is your benefactor now, no one can say him

"My tone may not be so good, did you scare you? Why did you cry, don't cry, OK?"
"Mo Yesi, you are fierce to me!" Qiao Mianmian was coaxed by him, and the tears still swirling in the corners of her eyes ran out uncontrollably. She bit her lips and choked with choked words, "I'm afraid to die You are still fierce to me."
"Do you know how dangerous it was at the time, I was almost... almost disfigured."
For girls, disfiguring is more terrible than death.
Speaking of this matter, Qiao Mianmian still felt afraid.
At that time, if it was not Tu Yilei blocking her.
She dare not think about the consequences...
When I think about it, I feel that my back is getting cold.
When I was scared, I felt more aggrieved: "You don't even know how to comfort me. When you come, you will attack me and blame me. How can you do this?"
"You are too much..."
"I don't want to care about you anymore..."
"Baby, don't cry, her husband is not good." Mo Yesi was not afraid of anything. The most feared thing was Qiao Mianmian's tears. When she heard that she was crying, there were any complaints, and she immediately coaxed up with a heartache.
No matter who is at fault.
He made his wife cry, it was his fault.
Since he did something wrong, he had to apologize and admit it.
"You weren't good!" Qiao Mianmian stretched her hands to wipe the tears in the corners of her eyes, grieved, "You are fierce!"
"Sorry, my husband is wrong."
"You blame me for not calling you the first time. You blamed me for not telling you what happened. But if I didn't want to worry you or delay your work, would I not tell you."
"Mo Yesi, I just don't want to affect you, and don't want to cause you too much trouble."
"I know, baby, I'm wrong." Mo Yesi apologized constantly and spoke softly. "I didn't want to murder you. I was too worried about you, so I couldn't control my emotions. You know When I heard that you were almost splashed with sulfuric acid, how much do I fear, how much do I blame myself."
"You blame yourself?" Qiao Mianmian wiped tears from the corners of his eyes and snorted softly, "What do you blame?"
"I blame myself at that moment. The person who came forward to protect you is not me, but an outsider." Mo Yesi's tone was a little sour. "Now, you are very grateful for the kid with the surname Tu. Huh, He is really clever. He chose to block you for a moment like that, and now he is also blessed by misfortune."
Qiao Mianmian: "...what does it mean to be blessed by misfortune? Mo Yesi, you don't think about others... he is an entertainer, if it is not because of good luck this time, he will leave scars on his hands, these scars affect the entertainers Both are particularly large."
"I should also be grateful to him. If it were not for him, the sulfuric acid would splash on me." Qiao Mianmian was a little dissatisfied with what he had just said and frowned, "Mo Yesi, he blocked it for me It's a disaster. I don't ask you to be as grateful to him as I am, but, can you stop saying that? His sacrifice is also very big this time, you didn't see it, it was on the back of his hand How horrible is the injury."
"I knew it would be like this." Mo Yesi was silent for a few seconds, and his tone was more sour. "He is now your benefactor, and no one can say him. He saved you and blocked the sulfuric acid for you, so is my heart. Thank you. If it is not him, the injured person is you.