Shen Muxi: "......"

Gu Tingxuan frowned and said coldly, "Who taught you?" ”

The little guy's face was pasted towards Shen Muxi, like an octopus, holding Shen Muxi and not letting go, "I want to stay, protect Ma Ma, and resolutely not let the old king next door get involved in Ma Ma." ”

Gu Chanfeng stood next to her and nodded, "It seems that the Chinese teacher invited to Xiao Mango this time is good, and he will use the word dye." ”

Gu Tingxuan glanced at Gu Chanfeng coldly, "Go back and dismiss that tutor." ”

She smiled dryly, not daring to look at her brother.

"Give you three minutes to get to the car yourself." Gu Tingxuan tried his best to speak to Little Mango in the most bland tone.

The little guy shook his head, shook his head again, looked at Gu Tingxuan, and looked at him vigilantly, as if he was afraid that he would rob his own hemp.

In this world, except for this little guy, there is no second person who dares to look at Gu Tingxuan.

Looking at the eyes of this father and son, looking at the eyes of this father and son, Shen Muxi wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh, he was about to die.

She felt so innocent, but she was torn between the eyes of this father and son.

"That ......" she began, trying to interrupt their eye contact.

Gu Chanfeng, who was standing on the side, looked at Shen Muxi with an almost worshipful look, with a face full of admiration.

At this time, the little guy in Shen Muxi's arms suddenly seemed to be breathing a little short.

Shen Muxi, who was holding him, only felt like he was holding a hot soldering iron in his arms, almost burning her skin.

She looked into her arms, and saw that the little glutinous rice dumplings in her arms had become red all over.

Shen Muxi was surprised, "This, is this a fever?" Hurry, get to the hospital. ”

She wanted to send the little guy into Gu Tingxuan's arms again, but the little guy's pair of little arms were like iron hoops, tightly wrapped around Shen Muxi's neck, and he just wouldn't let go.

Gu Tingxuan's brows were tightened, and he was still a little nervous, "Miss Shen, I can only trouble you to go to the hospital with me." ”

Shen Muxi looked at the little baby in his arms, his heart ached inexplicably, he nodded without hesitation, and got into Gu Tingxuan's car.

As soon as Shen Muxi got into the car, Gu Tingxuan started the car, and the car drove extremely fast, heading towards the central hospital.

Gu Chanfeng ran a few steps behind the car, "Alas, brother, I haven't gotten in the car yet." ”

In the end, he saw that he couldn't catch up, so he turned around and ran towards the underground parking lot and drove his own car.

Sitting in the car, Shen Muxi looked at the little guy in his arms, his body was red, his breathing was a little short, and he looked extremely uncomfortable, but his little hand still grabbed the corner of Shen Muxi's clothes, tight, tight, for fear that she would run away.

She felt an inexplicable sour in her heart, raised her head and said, "Can you drive faster?" ”

is obviously a strange child, but she is more nervous than the child's father.

Through the rearview mirror, Gu Tingxuan looked at Shen Muxi sitting in the back seat, his eyes were deep and complicated.

Finally sent the little mango into the ward, Shen Muxi stood at the door of the ward a little anxious.

"Miss Shen." A low, magnetic voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Shen Muxi was stunned for a few seconds, then turned around and met Gu Tingxuan's deep eyes like a whirlpool.

She was a little uncomfortable by Gu Tingxuan's gaze, lowered her head slightly, and asked without words: "What kind of illness is he?" It seems to be a fever, but it is not like a fever. ”