Zhu Xiaoxiao shook his head.

"Don't go." Needless to say, she knew what this best friend would do.

She is nothing more than to count Uncle Seven, and then blame him.

She didn't want to, even if they weren't together, she didn't want to embarrass him, so she wouldn't let Fan Xiaokui do that.

She (loves) him, when you are really (love) a person, maybe you also hate him without courage, just in a different way (love).

Fan Xiaokui pursed her lips.

"Xiaoxiao, are you stupid?"

Zhu Xiaoxiao shook his head.

"Let's go"

Mo Qi didn't see them, so Qu Xiao just hugged Zhu Xiaoxiao and left.

Min Hongyu didn't know what she was thinking at this time, she felt confused, if she didn't tell Mo Qizhu Xiaoxiao that she had come, if he knew, he would definitely be angry, and it didn't hurt to tell him, just let him see what kind of person the girl in his heart (love ài) was.

Held by other men.

It's good to let her watch, he can die.

Min Hongyu pretended to cough and said.

"Seventh brother, Miss Zhu Zhu came here just now."

Mo Qi, who was holding the little one, paused instantly.

"What do you say"

Min Hongyu looked at him suddenly nervous, her heart ached, but the words were all said, how could she not have such a thing

"She has been here, it seems that she drank too much with her friends, and sent her to the hospital for some tests."

Mo Qi's heart seemed to be entangled in something, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

"What about her?"

"Gone, a man carried her away." What Min Hongyu wants to say most is this sentence, which is the point she wants to say.

Mo Qi put the child in her hand at once.

"You go to the ward first, I'll come later." After he finished speaking, he turned (身shēn) and left.

Chased out.

Min Hongyu's hand holding her son became tighter and tighter.

She was conflicted inside, but she knew that she had only such a choice.

It's better to let him know than not to know.

Often the reality is always so convincing, anyway, the little woman is held by other men, no matter how big Brother Qi's heart is, he is always a man, and men are all vinegar jars, so no one wants to see the woman they like being held by a man.

Moreover, he knows Mo Qi, she has known him for so many years, and he looks very atmospheric on the outside, but he is actually very domineering.

She turned her eyes to look at the son in her arms, looked at the son who was asleep with her eyes closed, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly.

"Baby, mom relied on your injury this time to move back to the first game, mom knows that it is very immoral to do this, but, now only you can help mom, I don't want to lose Brother Seven, I want to spend the rest of my life with him."

After she finished speaking, she walked into the ward with her son in her arms.

Mo Qi chased out of the gate, and saw the small (身shēn) figure (娇jiāo) being held in the distance.

Although it was dark, he was still clearly visible under the street lamp, because it was the girl he had seen since he was a child.

Just by looking at the shape of her legs, he knew it was his little fool.

"Tiny." He called out in a somewhat magnetic voice from afar.

Zhu Xiaoxiao, who was about to be put in the back seat of the car by Qu Xiao, listened to this familiar voice, and her heart inexplicably began to hurt again.

Fan Xiaokui looked back and looked at the tall and long voice standing at the gate of the hospital, and instantly had a toothache.

"Tiny, that bastard chased him out."

Zhu Xiaoxiao's throat choked.

"I know." How could she not know that his voice was different, from childhood to adulthood, as long as she heard this voice, she knew that it was him back.

The voice was like her wind chimes, and she could think of that face when she heard it.