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The moment Qin quietly looked up and saw Uncle Jiu, his wet eyes instantly turned red, and his heart felt like there were countless grievances backlogged.

Mu Yi held the fruit knife in his hand and looked back at Zhan Qing, "Who are you?" Who let you in? ”

Mu Yi never thought that the man in front of him would be a battle leader.

Because the person who wants to call grandpa in his heart should be very old......

It's just three days, three days......

Qin quietly felt that Uncle Nine had lost a lot of weight, and when she was sick before, Uncle Nine had lost a lot of weight......

Those deep eyes were more sunken and gloomy than before.

Qin quietly blushed with a handsome little face because of coughing, and when he saw Uncle Nine standing there still, tears fell from his eyes......

Mu panicked as soon as he saw Qin quietly crying, and his hand holding the fruit knife was about to wipe Qin Xin's tears when he went up.

"Little brother, don't cry, don't cry......"

In his heart, Qin Xin was simply a god-like existence, and he admired him so much.

But he would cry like a wronged ...... Girl, Mu Yiyi really can't accept it for a while.

Who knew that Mu Yi's hand had not touched Qin Xian's face before his wrist was caught, he looked back at Zhan Qing, and said unhappily, "You...... Let go! ”

Mu Yi was also in front of Qin Xian, obedient and obedient like a little rabbit, but in front of others, he was a hedgehog.

"Fuck off!" Zhan Qing took the knife in Mu's hand and threw him away directly, his deep voice dry and hoarse.

Mu Yi was thrown off by Zhan Qing, and almost fell to the ground.

Qin quietly bit his lip, tears couldn't stop slipping, he didn't speak, his eyes were full of grievances, and he just looked at Uncle Jiu like that......

Zhan Qing stood on the side of the bed, also looking at Qin Xian, with anger in his deep eyes, but more of pity.

The blade-like side of the face, the jaw is tightly bitten, and the hands hanging down at the side are clenched into fists, and a gurgling sound can be heard.

Qin quietly saw that the corners of Uncle Jiu's mouth were broken, and such a scab would only be caused by fire......

Uncle Nine's thin lips also had skin on them......

"Uncle Nine......" Qin quietly called out to Uncle Nine, with a crying trill.

The heart of Zhan Qing who screamed from Uncle Nine was broken......

Mu Yi, who had just stood firm over there, blinked his big eyes when he heard this sound of Uncle Jiu.

The gloomy man in front of him is the ninth uncle of the little brother?

This is too young, why does the little brother still want him to call him grandpa?

Even if his heart was broken, Zhan Qing still stood there, looking at Qin Xin with a pair of angry eyes, as if he wanted to tear her out before he would stop.

Qin Xian's little hand grabbed the quilt, crying even more fiercely, his eyes seemed to tell Uncle Jiu, "Why don't you hug me, I miss you......"

Zhan Qing's chest rose and fell violently, there was too much emotion accumulated there, and he was controlling himself not to explode......

Seeing that Qin was alive and well, his hanging heart could be regarded as completely letting go.

Before he came, he already knew that she was fine, but when he didn't see her, his heart hung there, pulling and pulling him to death......

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay......

Zhan Qing turned around, and as soon as he took a step with his legs, his back sank heavily, and his neck was strangled......

Qin Xian's whole body jumped directly onto his back, his arms tightly wrapped around his neck, his legs clamped around his waist, and his ankles hooked......

"Ninth Uncle, Ninth Uncle, Ninth Uncle......" Qin Xian's face was pressed against the back of Zhan Qing's neck, and he screamed one after another......