But after Qiao Ying jogged out, she couldn't help but lie on the side of a stone and cry, although this was not her own mother, but the blood in this body was still inseparable from Qingqing.

Her own emotional fluctuations are very strong, and Li Liqin's words have been replaying in her mind, the scene of the moment when she and her mother died, a little girl cried and shouted, knelt and begged, and slapped a rosewood coffin vigorously, so that she could take one last look, but all there were ruthless and cold, mocking eyes.

Suddenly, someone patted him lightly on the back: "Okay! The beautiful Ying'er has become a little flower cat Ying'er, don't cry on this stone if you want to cry, it will be cool to the bone, it's not good to look good when you're sick, come, if you want to cry, lie on your husband's body and cry, and your husband will lend your shoulder for you. ”

Qiao Ying's shoulders shook a few times, took a few breaths, and threw herself into Mo Qianmo's arms, and then bit Mo Qianmo's shoulder with her teeth, closed her mouth, and didn't let her cry out.

Mo Qian silently silently silently Mo Qiao Ying's head, as if she didn't feel pain: "Ying'er, don't hold back, cry, this is only my husband, I won't laugh at you."

Suddenly, Qiao Ying was rushed out of the bottom line by Mo Qianmo's words, and finally couldn't help crying loudly, Mo Qianmo had a sense of helplessness that was flustered and overwhelmed, he made her cry at the beginning, but now that she is crying, Mo Ye regrets it again.

Qiao Ying almost broke Mo Qianmo's heart: "That, Ying'er, don't cry, baby, don't cry, who bullied you, tell me, I made her worse than dead, tell me, don't cry, baby."

"No, didn't you make me cry, I want to cry, I feel uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable not to cry! If you don't let me cry, get out! Qiao Ying naively lost her temper at Mo Qianmo.

Mo Qianmo looked at Qiao Ying's childlike behavior, and finally felt a little comforted: "Ying'er, in fact, the way you lose your temper, it's so cute, don't cry, okay, our Ying'er won't cry, be good."

"My mother was poisoned so hard, she must have known that Wang Shuwan and they were poisoned, but why did she eat it, why! Leave me alone in the world........." Qiao Ying finished her words intermittently.

Mo Qianmo listened to what Qiao Ying said, his eyes flickered a few times, and he lowered his purple eyes: "Ying'er, do you think that as long as the poison is hit, will it all die, and there is no chance of life?" Or I'll kill that guy for you, okay?

Qiao Ying wiped her tears, pouted, and her pink and tender little face was covered with tears: "Don't, I'll come by myself."

"Then let me ask Ying'er, does Ying'er think that as long as she is hit by the 'cold ice and snow', she will definitely die?" Mo Qianmo asked with a serious face, not daring to blink his eyes.

Qiao Ying thought sideways for a while: "Is it the kind of poison in my mother?" In fact, I don't think it's necessarily going to die, among all things, so creatures live and restrain each other, this poison is not unsolvable, but it's difficult, but my mother... She should be bent on death, as long as the belief in life is tenacious, then I believe that everything is not a problem. ”

Mo Qianmo stared at Qiao Ying, knocked Qiao Ying on a big steamed bun, silent, and exuded a bright smile on her face, Qiao Ying felt stupid, something was wrong, staring at Mo Qianmo's eyes: "What's wrong with you today?" It's a little weird. ”

"Oh? Where is strange, let's hear it. Mo Qian Moto said.

Qiao Ying couldn't say what she felt, just looked at Mo Qianmo's eyes that seemed to be confusing, her head became more and more dizzy, and the next to her became more and more quiet......