Chapter 377: Don't laugh, ancestor

Yu Ma was still afraid of He Xiaoran, so she had some pressure to lie.
"Master, master he ..." Yuma said, obviously it was very difficult.
He Xiaoran looked at Yu Ma's appearance, and he murmured again, watching that his son was also interested in Shui Anluo. Why did he go abroad at this time?
"Really going abroad?" He Xiaoran asked, unable to hear what emotion was.
Yu Ma reached out and wiped her sweat. He Xiaoran said hurriedly before he said he would take the baby away. "The young master has something to leave temporarily. He doesn't know that Miss Water is in trouble, and the young master said he will be back tonight."
He Xiaoran was inexplicably angry, "It's too late to wait for him to return? Since she wants her to be good to others, now that Shui Anluo's life and death are unknown, he ran to me again." He Xiaoran exclaimed angrily.
Shui Anluo lay down at the door and listened to He Xiaoran's anger. The cat's waist slowly straightened, leaning on the wall and looking at Chu Cuiyi: "Your mother really doesn't hate me?"
Because listening to He Xiaoran's words, it is clear that he is angry for himself.
Chu Cuiyi reached out and squeezed her nose, without speaking.
His mother, he knows better than anyone. If he is good for Shui Anluo, his mother must come to him and have an opinion on Shui Anluo, but once he is not good for Shui Anluo, his mother must be No one would accuse him in turn.
Shui Anluo couldn't breathe because he was pinching, and angrily stretched his hand on his arm.
"Snapped--"
There was a sudden applause at the unclosed door.
Sui Anluo suddenly looked up at Chu Muyi, and was finished—
He Xiaoran heard the voice above and looked up: "What voice?"
Yu Ma's body trembled suddenly, and the sweat on her forehead rose even more. She said, "It's that, that, maybe what I drank on the balcony was blown off by the wind. The wind was very strong these two days. "
"Wind?" He Xiaoran got up holding the baby, turned with curiosity, and walked upstairs.
Yu Ma's legs were slightly soft, but she quickly followed.
Shui Anluo heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, a heart seemed to be held tightly, and it hung from his throat.
Chu Jiyi squinted slightly, reaching out and holding Shui Anluo's sweaty palm.
Yu Ma followed, and said aloud, "Ma'am, it should be the soap box that I put on the bathroom window sill in Miss Water's room, and I'll go over to see it now."
Yu Ma said, she took the lead in opening the door of the room where Shui Anluo lived.
"Yu mom, what are you nervous about?" He Xiaoran asked with a frown.
Yu Ma's footsteps paused, her body uncontrollably.
He Xiaoran became more and more curious, but still reached out to open the door of Chu's sloppy wing.
Yu Ma watched He Xiaoran's hand slowly approach the door handle, and her heartbeat was very clear throughout the room.
The mother felt the same. The first thing she thought of was her own child, so He Xiaoran was no exception. The first thing she wanted to see was her son's room, not Shui'anluo's room.
"Plop-plop-"
The sound of Yu Ma's heartbeat and swallowing sounded at the same time, and the sweat in her palm was almost used to raise fish.
"Yeah--" The little baby blinked, a small smile on her face.
Mama Yu mourned: Don't laugh, ancestor.
He Xiaoran held the door handle and slowly opened it.