Chapter 1034: Class enemy is my mother (1)

On the way back, Chu Muyi always leaned on the back of the back chair.
An Fengyang sat beside him, watching his face all the time.
"Are you going to the hospital?" It seemed that he was not badly injured.
Chu Cuiyi shook her head: "Go home first, Luoluo is still waiting for me, get off in front of you, I guess Xinxin is also frightened."
He said, still without opening his eyes, Master's words disturbed him inexplicably.
An Fengyang thought of his wife and did not object.
"It's over, it's over, a six-year nightmare." An Fengyang said, also leaning on the back of the chair, closing his eyes and reaching for his temple.
Chu Cuiyi slowly opened his eyes. "Some questions, I didn't ask him."
"Question? Everything is over. What do those questions ask?" An Fengyang said, opening his eyes and looking at him, "Are we pitted?"
Chu Cuiyi didn't respond to his eyes, just sneered.
Yeah, they were completely pitted, maybe after a while, they were going to visit the person who pitted them.
At the crossroads ahead, An Fengyang got out of the car and walked for another ten minutes, which was his home.
After An Fengyang got out of the car, Shi Xiayang, who had not drove the car, finally said, "Fool wants to see you."
"The truth is, I don't want to see him." Chu Cuiyi sneered.
"Fool is in the hospital," Shi Xiayang said in a deep voice.
"Yeah, it really is good." Chu Cuiyi still sneered.
"The doctor issued a notice of danger." Shi Xiayang slowly said.
Chu Muyi's fingertips paused slightly, not opening.
At this time, Shui Anluo, who was waiting for Chu Muyi, was going crazy.
It was dawn, but there was no news from Chu Muyi.
The little baby was sitting on the bed and playing with his pistol, and his little mouth grinned slightly. He looked like a little Maitreya, and was not scared by yesterday's events.
"I told you, this is going to play like this, pull here, then, slap, choke to death." Luo Xuan said, also deliberately lying on the bed pretending to be dead.
"Giggle—" The little baby giggled, and the little meat hand learned to just slap the movement, and the little mouth kept saying, "Long death, long death--"
"Don't let him play with the gun, I have liver tremor." Shui Anluo said, reaching out to grab the gun from the baby's hand, and then threw the purple bear at the bedside to him, "Little baby play this."
The little baby blinked and looked at the little bear in his hands. Who plays this? He is not a little girl!
Therefore, the little baby discarded the bear in his hand, and yelled for his small pistol, "Ma Ma, Ma Ma-" The little baby stretched his claws for a pistol.
If Shui Anluo does not give her, she must not let her son be a soldier, and she cannot afford this blow.
The husband and dad did not avoid it. If the son wants to go, she can really jump off the building.
"Can't play this, play with dolls." Shui Anluo said toughly.
"Mama--" The baby was anxious, crawled to Mummy's side, holding the arm of Mummy's arm in her little hand and struggling to stand up, and the small hand still had to grab Mummy's raised hand.
Luo Xuan raised his eyebrows at the mother and son. He was optimistic about the boy. It is probably the person who ate the bowl of rice. Unfortunately, his sister was destined not to be so peaceful in her life.
"Ma Ma give, Ma Ma give--" the baby cried, the little feet were still kicking on Mummy, the anxious little face turned red.