It was originally pushed by Feng Yihan, and it was really none of her business, if Mrs. Feng misunderstood her, it would not be good.

At the critical moment, Amy can not think about Feng Yihan at all.

"It's not! No! Milk, grandma, I, I just gently pushed her, not me! ”

Old Madam Feng's sharp eyes glared, and Feng Yihan was suddenly so frightened that he stammered incoherently.

She really didn't mean to push Luo Yangyang down.

She just pushed it lightly, and she didn't know what was going on, Luo Yangyang actually fell down.

"Child, my child ......"

Luo Yangyang, who was lying downstairs in a whirlwind, was curled up at this time, holding her abdomen tightly with her hands.

Her little face turned pale, even her lips lost their blood, and a fine and dense cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Ma Feng ran over, and when he saw Luo Yangyang's expression, he hurriedly squatted down.

"Miss Yangyang? Miss Yangyang? ”

Ma Feng gently shook Luo Yangyang's shoulder, his expressionless face finally revealed other feelings, and his eyebrows were full of worry.

"Kid...... My baby. Luo Yangyang opened his painful eyes slightly, his left hand was still protecting his abdomen, and his right hand suddenly grabbed Ma Feng's hand, "Child......"

Like a meat grinder's high-speed rotating abdomen, Luo Yangyang, who was in pain, regretted it.

She seemed to feel that something was draining from her body, little by little, and she really regretted it.

It was a child in her body, melted into her flesh and bones, and she didn't want to lose him.

She was wrong, she didn't want her children to leave her.

"Kid?"

When Ma Feng heard Luo Yangyang's painful murmur, he was shocked in his heart, but he also secretly said that something was wrong, and hurriedly looked under Luo Yangyang.

Luo Yangyang was wearing denim shorts and estimated the reason for falling from the stairs.

She has thin white legs and several red and purple bruises.

What's more, her shorts were stained with a scarlet bloodstain.

"Child......" The scarlet blood deeply stimulated Ma Feng's eyes, and he said subconsciously.

The blood that flowed from Luo Yangyang's body was so much that the floor under her was stained red in a small patch.

"Bear with me! It's going to be fine! ”