Chu glanced at him slightly, and lowered a few words: "Do you like to drink or not." ”

"Daddy!"

When Mo Jiyan heard the shout and looked up, he saw Xiao Mo Yue holding a snowball in his hand, and he was about to throw it at him.

"Little villain!" Mo Jiyan turned around with a quick turn, just enough to dodge the little guy's attack.

Xiao Moyue pouted unwillingly, gathered two more snowballs, and ran this way.

Mo Jiyan is naturally agile, and it is not a problem to dodge these little tricks.

The little guy refuses to admit defeat and refuses to give up on smashing.

Chu Weiwei was almost made to cry and laugh by the father and daughter, she sighed: "You can't let her a little." ”

The scarf around Xiao Moyue's neck fell down again, and Chu Wei walked forward to tidy it up for her.

The little guy was having fun, but he didn't see it clearly, and only after the snowball in his hand smashed over, did he make an 'ah' sound.

Two snowballs coincidentally smashed on Chu Weiwei's forehead, and Chu Weiwei immediately shook his body and almost fell down.

"Weiwei!" Mo Jiyan hurriedly caught up with her and grabbed her crumbling body.

"Does it hurt?" He asked anxiously, and when he looked over, he saw that her face turned pale for a moment, and even her breath was a little weak.

Xiao Moyue was frightened, hurriedly came over, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Mommy......"

Mo Jiyan's heart was as anxious as a fire, and he glared at him with a fierce look.

The little guy was immediately frightened and took two steps back, and his little face was timid, and he didn't dare to step forward again.

In her memory, this was the first time Daddy had murdered her.

Chu Weiwei was already a little uncomfortable today, and the injured place was smashed just now, and there was a sharp pain on her forehead, which made her a little relieved.

"Piscopic? Slightly? Mo Jiyan shouted her name twice, but she didn't hear a response, seeing that her glasses were half-closed, and her consciousness was almost gone, she was in a hurry, so she immediately picked her up by the waist and carried her into her car.

Xiao Moyue was still stunned, her little hands trembling.

Mo Jiyan stood not far away, his voice was as cold as frost, "Why don't you come here soon!?" ”

Hospital.

After the examination, the doctor had a relaxed smile on his face.

"Sir, your wife is fine, but the old injury has not healed yet, and she has a cold again, there is nothing serious, and the injury on your lady's head needs to be remedicated."

After speaking, he carefully re-bandaged the back of his head and forehead.

Mo Jiyan still had palpitations, and his eyes were red.

After the doctor left, Xiao Moyue dared to walk over, also with red eyes: "Daddy, Mommy will be fine, right......?"

Mo Jiyan frowned, when the doctor unwrapped the gauze on her head just now, the hideous scars on the back of her head where a large chunk of hair had been shaved off suddenly pierced his heart.

He knew that she had always had to be strong.

Even if she was injured like this, she would not say a word in front of him.

In fact, Tang Wenli was right, when she was the saddest, he was never by her side.

"Daddy, Satsuki is wrong, please don't be angry with Satsuki."

Xiao Moyue said, and big tears slipped down like a thread.

Mo Jiyan looked at her deeply and got up.

Xiao Moyue saw that Daddy ignored herself, and was completely panicked, "Daddy! ”

When Chu opened his eyes slightly, he saw Mo Jiyan's stinky face, and the little guy next to the bed was crying sadly.

She raised her hand, "Xiaoyue, don't cry, Mommy is fine." ”

Mo Jiyan heard her voice, his fingers trembled, but he still feigned composure.