Chapter 311: That’s a pity

Xi Muqiao did not respond to the meaning of this sentence. When he saw the small eyes of Qiao Mu’s vigilance, he suddenly realized.
The height of his lips is "I don't like it?"
Qiao Mu had porridge in his mouth and shook his head again and again. "I don't like it, I don't like it."
Appropriate sex/raw/live is a blending agent in life. Excessive sex/rawness/living is the crow/slice in life, which makes you feel languid every day, pale and frivolous.
The man's brow is light, and the thick eyelashes fall quietly in the eye socket, quiet and peaceful. "I don't like you still call it so loud?"
Qiao Mu’s brain hurts and leans over his face, saying that he does not want to discuss these yellow segments with him.
No matter what, in the end, the people who were crushed and taken advantage of it were all right.
A bowl of porridge, the whole portrait is alive, the spirit is better, and Xi Muqiao gives another bowl to her.
"What is Changya, what are you going to do?"
Said Chang Yazhen, Xi Mu Qiao at the end of a cold, "act according to the rules, in short, can not make her better."
Joe Mu bit his spoon and wondered if he should tell him about her suspicions.
"Is there something?"
Qiao Mu put down the spoon and rubbed his lips. "I always feel that today's Chang Ya is not normal, but I can't see what is wrong with it. The tone of her voice and the things she did, give I feel a slap in the face."
She paused and continued. "Especially her eyes are a bit hollow and sluggish. I have been in contact with her for a long time. I still know her temperament. I have never seen two of them." She is like this."
"What do you doubt?"
"Psychological distortion and metamorphosis, it is estimated that there is a problem here." Qiao Mu ordered his own head.
Xi Muqiao frowned, if this is the case, things will not be too easy.
Two bowls of porridge ate a bowl and a half, the last half of the bowl was handed to Xi Muqiao, Xi Muqiao did not disappoint, using Joe Mu's spoon, a few mouthfuls of drinking.
Put Joe Mu on chuang, he packed up and got up, "wait for me for a while."
Joe Mu rolled left and right in the quilt and rolled himself into a cocoon. "You are going back soon."
Xi Muqiao put the porridge bowl into the kitchen and was stopped when passing by the living room.
"Two uncle?"
Xi Lufeng was a little dignified. At the request of the old lady, he went to negotiate with the Chang family, but did not expect to hear a bad news.
"Ya is crazy."
Xi Muqiao didn't have much volatility, he nodded and said, "That's a pity."
Xi Lufeng looked at him and didn't understand what he meant.
In the end, he said that because Changya is crazy, can't find her trouble and it is a pity, or is it a good girl, suddenly it is crazy and a pity?
Curious to curiosity, but he will not ask.
However, the quiet reaction of Xi Muqiao still makes his heart annoyed. After all, Chang Yazhen...
"How is Mu Mu?"
"Not bad, no fever, just porridge, ready to sleep."
Xi Lufeng nodded, no longer said, turned and left.
Xi Muqiao looked at the back of Xi Lufeng and snorted.
The two uncles and the Chang family did not have much exchanges, but they repeatedly mentioned the family with him twice.
Once I even wanted to use my grandmother to crush him, Changyao, and then waited in the living room to tell him that Changya was crazy. What do you mean?
Let him raise his hand and let go of Chang Ya, why?
His lips sneered a sneer, he did not believe that the second uncle has such a Madonna, in the case that he should not be overwhelmed, there is also the mind to manage other people's family affairs.
It seems that the second uncle is deep enough, there are many secrets that are ulteriorable...
Going back to the bedroom, the little one on chuang was already sleepy, and the quilt was firmly pressed under her body, and she was unable to get into bed.
Carefully picked her up and pulled out the quilt. He opened the quilt and lay in.
After picking up the hair that Joe Mu had scattered, he looked at her with a sly look. When he thought about this afternoon, he couldn’t help but feel cold.
He thought she was able to cope with Chang Ya, so she walked away with confidence.
I thought that the warm and soft body in my arms almost became cold, and he was afraid that God would be fair to him. He did not take her away from him again.
"Good night, Mu Mu."
At two in the morning, Xi Muqiao subconsciously tightened the waist of Qiao Mu, the moment the big hand touched her skin, the fingertips were damp.
He slammed his eyes open and carefully touched her waistline.
He called and sat up, turned on the lights, and went to see the people in his arms.
The hair has been wet with sweat, and it sticks to the face, and even the pillow and chuang are wet.
"Mu Mu?" He patted her burning face and called.
The little woman's brow is locked, and she sleeps very unsteadily.
Xi Muqiao jumped in her heart and quickly tried to test the temperature on her forehead. "Damn, so hot!"
He quickly got up and hurriedly dressed.
Xi Muqiao quickly took off her wet clothes and put on her clean pajamas. She couldn’t get dressed for her. She wrapped it directly with the quilt and hugged it.
He cares about it, it should not be hers.
I thought I drank soup, I didn't have a fever in the afternoon, and my appetite was quite good. He relaxed his vigilance and didn't expect to burn it in the middle of the night.
Just ran to the living room, I saw Lu Yingbai sitting on the sofa to drink water.
"Slightly recognize the bed, change the place, can't sleep." See Xi Muqiao down, Lu Yingbai lightly raised his brow, "Mu Mu this is?"
At this time, I couldn’t take care of the enemy, and Xi Muqiao stepped forward and threw the car key to him.
Helping to get off the bus, Mu Mu has a fever.

Wen Yan, Lu Yingbai put down the water cup and went out to follow.
On the way, Xi Muqiao called Huo Mingyang.
Huo Mingyang just finished an operation, just in the hospital, after hearing the news, he quickly arranged for people to wait at the hospital entrance.
The unconscious wife made him flustered. He kept calling her name, even leaning over to listen to her, still breathing, holding her hand and shaking.
In the early hours of the morning, there were very few vehicles on the road, and Lu Yingbai stepped the throttle to the bottom, greatly shortening the time spent.
He looked at the sweaty man in the rearview mirror, his lips twitching slowly.
After arriving in the hospital in twenty minutes, Huo Mingyang gave a sensation to Joe and was shocked.
Good guy, forty degrees Celsius!
Yesterday afternoon, he had a very important operation. People didn't arrive, but Tonan was not taken with a gift, but he was heard by Chang Yazhen who was pushed to the water and died.
"Mu Mu took a hot bath, drank soup, and sweated, ate porridge, and my appetite was good."
Huo Mingyang Ma Li's medicinal water, he knows the meaning of Xi Muqiao, "This varies from person to person, the little scorpion is already cold, plus a few minutes in the pool water, just soaking hot water to drink soup to drive the cold is definitely not good. of."
After that, he bowed his head, disinfected on the back of Qiao Mu's hand, pointed the blood vessels, and plunged in.