An Baobao seemed to be crying one after another, but in fact, he was secretly observing the face of the shovel officer. Well, a certain one still suspects that the shovel may be pretended. There was neither anger nor sadness on Mo Jiuxiao's face, but he turned his head slightly to face the bed curtain inside.

Such a calm and waveless reaction to see through the red dust made Luo An'an chuckle, I'm afraid that something really happened! Is this kind of reaction of the shovel officer the most abnormal?

"Nine, Jiuqing, what's wrong with you?" Luo An said Ai Ai, "It won't really ......"

Mo Jiuxiao closed his eyes and still refused to speak. In this way, his delicate and handsome face was as pale as wax, and his long eyelashes were like a black butterfly landing on his eyes, perched quietly there.

Luo An'an became more and more panicked: "Jiuqing, I'm sorry, let's take the pill first, let me see your injuries." ”

As he spoke, Luo An'an was about to pick up Mo Jiuxiao's pants. Mo Jiuxiao finally made a move, and her seemingly weak hand grabbed Luo An'an hard to stop her.

"I've taken the pill, and the injury has healed. Mo Jiuxiao's voice was extremely flat, as if every word was a tone. There is not a hint of emotion in it. At the same time, Mo Jiuxiao's gaze was also cold and without a trace of temperature.

An Baobao was frightened this time, she unconsciously snapped her fingers, not knowing what to do.

"Jiuqing, are you hungry, the baby will prepare something for you. Do you want to drink porridge, the baby will boil it now. And ......"

"No need. I'm not hungry, you go. After speaking, Mo Jiuxiao lay down again, closed his eyes and went to recuperate.

Luo An stood there at a loss, neither wanting to leave nor knowing how to stay. I can only look at the broken quilt stupidly, and I don't know what to do?

If she could, Ann would love to cry now. The shovel officer was angry with her and ignored her, and she became a fox that no one loved and no one loved.

Seeing that An Baobao's eyes were red and about to cry, Linlang Little Lori immediately communicated with An Baobao's thoughts: "Don't be discouraged, master, let's make up for it first, right? As long as we start from these two places, we will definitely be able to please Mo Jiuxiao!"

These words cheered up An Baobao, that's right, it's not the time for the baby to be sad, the baby must compensate the shovel officer!

Thinking of this, Luo An'an immediately entered the space, sharpening his knife like a cow and sheep. It's all about eating and making up for something, and now I have to grieve these spirit animals to lose their balls!

Mo Jiuxiao felt the people around him leave, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. I almost couldn't bear it when I saw the little fool's uncomfortable appearance just now, but fortunately, the little bastard left on his own. I don't know what to toss.

No matter what, in short, this time the matter must not be let go gently. It's about Xiao Momo, and it must not be forgiven.

In the end, Hu Yu and Wu Wei used butcher knives to sterilize dozens of rams. After that, they were cleaned up by them and thrown into the pot to boil the soup.

They were dumbfounded by the moon stream, this is too much to make up, isn't it?

Thinking of this, they sympathized more with Mo Jiuxiao, who was sick in bed.

Luo An'an is not good at dealing with this kind of thing, so Yueliu does it on his behalf. An Baobao went to look up books about psychological counseling. As a result, after searching for a long time, I didn't find any helpful information, but the smell of Yueliu's soup wafted over fragrantly.

Leopard Yu finally broke the awkwardness, and walked to Hu Yu's side with drooling: "It's so fragrant! Hu Yu, what spices did you add, huh, it's so fragrant!"

Hu Yu was also faintly proud: "This is our family's ancestral secret recipe, of course it tastes good." ”