And will he really kill her daughter?

No, it's not, her little raindrops aren't dirty, her little raindrops are so cute children.

She's not dirty, not dirty......

Chu Lu smoked cigarettes one after another, he was not a good smoker, but now he had a bunch of cigarette butts at his feet.

He stared at the woman's body and left, his already cold face getting colder and colder.

Obviously, he said that she was dirty, but he just wanted to touch her, and he didn't regret it once, it seems that he would regret it if he didn't touch it, this woman is his, even if she dies, it will be his Chu Lu's person.

If she had children, she had children.

He put it on his forehead, but the corners of his lips pursed, if he had a child, would he really strangle that child?

He shook his hair vigorously, the woman couldn't have a child, she was infertile.

Xia Ruoxin glanced back at the apartment, but she was holding the money in her palm, are the money dirty? Is it dirty that she traded her body for? She lifted her lips weakly, and on a pale face, only a piece of desolation fell.

In the hospital, Xia Ruoxin hugged her daughter tightly, Xiaoyudian's illness was getting worse, her small face was even paler, and even her hair had fallen out.

"Mom......" Xiaoxiaoyudian's fingers weakly pulled Xia Ruoxin's clothes.

"What's wrong, baby?" Xia Ruoxin put her hand on her daughter's bare head, trying to make herself laugh, she didn't want her daughter to see her crying, but she really couldn't help it, she turned her face, and the tears in the corners of her eyes finally slipped down.

"Mom, is Little Raindrop dying?" The child's soft voice seemed to say that she was weak, she was so sleepy, she wanted to sleep, but she didn't dare to sleep, there was a young lady, she just slept, but she didn't wake up to play with her, the nurse sister said, the young lady is dead, dead, she can't see her mother, and she doesn't want to leave her mother.

She's too small, too small,

She doesn't know what death is yet, but she knows that if she dies, she can't hold the doll and see her mother.

"No, no, how could Xiao Yudi die," Xia Ruoxin put her face on her daughter's little face and choked up, "Xiao Yudi can't die." Because, is there a mother? ”

She kept muttering to herself, and Xiaoyudian got closer to her, stretched out her little hand and hugged her neck tightly, "Mom, Xiaoyudian don't leave Mom, so Mom will be very lonely alone, there will be no one to accompany Mom to wash clothes, no one to help Mom collect clothes." ”

Listening to her daughter's small voice, Xia Ruoxin's tears that she couldn't hold back anymore fell on the child's body one by one, her hand was placed on her daughter's already lost head, and she hugged her daughter's body that seemed to be getting smaller and smaller.

In the ward, Xia Ruoxin had a pair of red eyes and listened to the doctor talking about the child's condition.

"Xiaoyudian's condition is even more serious than we imagined," the doctor put down the case in his hand, he thought it was under control, but he didn't expect that it would suddenly deteriorate so severely.

Xia Ruoxin's hands were forced, and they had already pinched into his palms. Her body kept trembling, and it seemed that she couldn't even say a word now.