Murong Huan's heart hurt a little, although the words of "Mr. Nine" were very plain, but there was a bit of insincerity in his words. Isn't it true that he won't have a room with a woman he doesn't like, why do you want to go back to have children and pass on incense? Is it really because his mother wants him to go back, is it really because his mother wants to hold her grandson?

Could it be that in the heart of "Mr. Nine", he is devoted to Su Yiming? Therefore, he doesn't want to fight, and he doesn't want to fight, lest he intervene in the relationship between himself and Su Yiming and embarrass each other. If he knew that he was only moved by Su Yiming, only as a friend, and had a long-lost affection for him, would he still say that?

Murong Huan's heart, which was still fluctuating a moment ago, sank to the bottom at this moment, and the "Mr. Nine" who was close at hand suddenly became an unreachable person.

Murong Huan slowly straightened up, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Baili Moxu, who was lying there with a pale face, what could she say? Could it be that she only has the affection of a friend and a partner for Su Yiming?

No, she can't do it! She is a person who doesn't want to fall in love anymore, a person who has been hurt by feelings, a person who is unable to love anymore and has no intention to love again, Murong Huan's pride now that she has finally recovered does not allow her to do so and think so.

That's it, that's all, what else can I do? "Mr. Nine" has done enough for himself, maybe he still doesn't understand himself after all. Don't dare to think cranky!

The corners of Murong Huan's mouth flashed with a hint of self-deprecation, and he gently tucked the quilt for Baili Moxu, "Sir, take a good rest." With that, she turned and stood up to leave.

"Miss Qiu!" Baili Moxu suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed Murong Huan's hand, and stopped talking.

Reason told sù that he couldn't hold her like this anymore, because if he got closer, he might really be reluctant to let go. If you ignore it, just get her again and be with her, and in the end it will cause her a lifetime of pain.

But I can tell myself emotionally, and I really can't bear it. At this moment, Baili Moxu knew very well that as long as he let go, there would be no possibility for Murong Huan in this life. This woman she cherishes the most, the only woman she loves, if she just lets her go, she will really come to Su Yiming's side, and she and she will never go back.

"Sir, you're tired, take a good rest!" Murong Huan's body stagnated and didn't look back, but there was obviously a bit of bitterness in her voice.

"I'm sorry!" Baili Moxu's hand pulled Murong Huan tightly, thought about it and thought about it, but finally straightened up and hugged Murong Huan in his arms, "I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't, but I can't control myself." ”

Murong Huan didn't expect him to do this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a sourness emanating from his chest, which made his eyes also surge with mist, and his body froze there, not to go, not to go.

"I didn't want to take advantage of the danger, nor did I think about intervening in your relationship with Lord Sumen, let alone trying to embarrass you. Baili Moxu hugged Murong Huan, sniffing the jasmine fragrance, and felt that this love was really heavy for the first time, "It's actually false to say that I haven't thought about it, but my life is too turbulent, and I will never be able to live in the sun, just a character in the shadows." I can't drag your life into such darkness, and I can't let Yourong see the light of day at a young age. ”

"In my opinion, the happiness of a girl is more important than anything else. I am willing to silently guard behind the girl and watch the girl live happily, this is better than a qiē!" Baili Moxu sighed lightly, "Today is my uncontrollable, the girl can blame me, I can scold me, I can beat me, just don't be sad." It's not worth feeling sorry for someone like me! If the girl feels embarrassed, I'll leave. ”

After Baili Moxu finished speaking, Murong Huan didn't speak, and there was a dead silence in the room. After a long time, Murong Huan looked down at Baili Moxu, "Whether it's worth it or not, it's my decision, not Mr." ”

Baili Moxu was stunned for a moment, raised her eyes to look at Murong Huan, and wanted to see something from her face, but Murong Huan didn't have any emotion on her face at the moment, and her words were also very gentle, she gently broke Baili Moxu's hand wrapped around her waist, put him down on the bed again, gently covered the quilt for him, and sat down beside him again.

"Whether my husband believes it or not, I really don't want to see my husband hurt because of me. Sir has done enough for me and I don't want to owe him more. If Mr. is not recuperating well, but he is thinking nonsense here, then I will pack up my things and leave Zhuangzi now, so as not to cause any trouble to Mr. again. This is Mr.'s Zhuangzi, and if you want to leave, I should leave, right?"

"I ......" Baili Moxu was about to say something, but Murong Huan looked at him and slowly opened his mouth again, "From the beginning, I was very touched by Mr. and his concern for me, and I have always respected Mr. very much. I didn't want to change anything, after all, I am not my husband's beloved, my husband has his family, I have my grace, my husband and I just look at each other, not far or close, maybe it is the best for each other. ”

"My husband was injured because of me this time, and my heart was damaged, and I was really sad in my heart. My husband has done so much for me, but I can't repay it. Just now, my husband was thinking about the women in his family in the coma center, and I knew that he actually wanted one of them to be with him. Murong Huan secretly took a deep breath, not allowing himself to show the slightest vulnerability.

"The gentleman's true feelings in the coma are naturally homesick. However, although I am not a member of my husband's family, I still hope that he will not drive me away, and that I should leave a chance for me to take care of him in return. Although I am a little clumsy, I will do my best to take care of my husband, I wonder what he thinks."

Speaking of this, Murong Huan looked at Baili Moxu gently, his beautiful eyes were shining, as if the qiē just now had never happened.

Huanhuan, you are always so kind, obviously I have trespassed and slighted you, but you don't say a word, and skillfully resolve this embarrassment. Do you know that you are like this, and I am even more reluctant to let go of you in my heart!

Baili Moxu only heard a low sigh somewhere in his heart, and then curled the corners of his mouth, "Being able to be taken care of by the girl is a blessing that I have cultivated for several lifetimes, and I can't ask for it!"

"Well, since Mr. agrees with me to take care of you, then you have to listen to me every time you are cured! You just said too much, don't think about anything now, don't say anything, and get a good night's sleep!" Murong Huan said and took out a silk handkerchief to wipe all the thin sweat on Baili Moxu's forehead, and wiped his little hand mischievously on his eyelids, "Sleep!"

Baili Moxu's heart warmed, and he closed his eyes obediently, it was time for him to be tired, his already weak body tossed for a while, and fatigue soon swept in. Coupled with Murong Huan sitting next to him, there was a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, and he quickly fell asleep.

Listening to the long breathing, Murong Huan's eyes darkened, and when he looked at Baili Moxu's eyes, a little affection began to appear. A moment of emotion, a moment of heartbeat, all of them were buried deep by her at this moment.

Mr. Nine, after all, we still have no fate! I once promised Da Ming that I would try to accept him. And you, as a filial son, can't disobey your mother's wishes. Since there is no chance to hold hands, take this moment as the best commemoration. Some people are destined to leave traces in their lives, but I hope that all I leave to you are good thoughts.

After a while, Murong Huan picked up the shirt he had been sewing and sewed it again. This time, she felt that what she sewed into was not only grateful, satisfied, helpless, and blessed. The room was quiet! No one came to disturb you!

Baili Moxu slept very soundly this night, during which he also felt that someone wiped his sweat with a hot square handkerchief, and even changed his middle coat that had become slightly moist because of sweating, wiped his body, and made himself more comfortable, not that he didn't want to open his eyes, but subconsciously he also knew that it was his Huanhuan who was doing this qiē for himself, he would rather not wake up and fall asleep from then on. Therefore, Baili Moxu enjoyed Murong Huan's care "with peace of mind" and fell asleep all the time.

It wasn't until twilight fell that Baili Moxu opened his eyes, and there was a night pearl in the room, and Murong Huan was sitting next to him sewing clothes.

"Mr. is awake?" Murong Huan put down the needle and thread in his hand, and saw a hint of ruddy on Baili Moxu's face after sleeping enough, and said with joy, "Sir is hungry, right? I'll let my aunt bring the medicinal food." ”

"Okay!" Baili Moxu looked at Murong Huan gently, and let her help herself up and lean against the head of the bed and walk out the door.

After a while, Xiao Wu and Ah Ming walked in, Xiaoqin walked in with Yourong in her arms, and Aunt Mu Rong followed behind Murong Huan and walked in with a food box.

"Sir's complexion has improved a lot!" Seeing that Baili Moxu's face was a little bloody again, Xiao Wu and Ah Ming couldn't hide the joy on their faces.

"Madame takes care of the master so well, with you guarding the master like this, the master will definitely be cured in a few days!" Seeing that Baili Moxu was completely different from the complexion and mental state when she entered the Zhuangzi in the morning, the mother-in-law smiled, the master can have such a wife, she is really happy for the master.

At this time, Yourong in Xiaoqin's arms saw Baili Moxu and immediately stretched out his hands, babbling and wanting to pounce, Daddy had not been with him for two days.

"The little master misses Daddy, the blessing of the master is so good, the son likes and is close to you so much!" The mother-in-law smiled while taking out the porridge, in her heart, Yourong is not a child of Baili Moxu.

Everyone was stunned, and no one dared to answer this sentence. R1154