"Why, I'm her mother, why can't I see her!"

Mu Airu rushed to Jing Huaizhi's side with an arrow step, tugging at his collar and shaking it vigorously.

Jing Huaizhi's fingertips pinched his neckline and pulled it back unceremoniously.

She fell unexpectedly.

"Didn't we say that as long as I get better, we will raise her together."

"Huaizhi, you..."

She sat on the ground, one hand tugging at the corner of his coat and staring up at him pitifully.

Yu Qing sighed dissatisfiedly, and walked to Mu Airu's side and helped her up.

"Airu, you get up first, it's cold on the ground."

Yu Qing's tears continued to flow down her cheeks, what kind of sin did she create to make her daughter become like this.

Jing Huaizhi didn't have the slightest pity for the jade, and strode back.

He took Takeri's hand and walked towards the door of the living room.

"If you dare to go out of this gate today, you won't be able to see Yuzu tomorrow."

Jing Gaoming was really angry this time, and slammed the cup on the table on the brick.

Shang Jin is very difficult to be caught in the middle, not only to take into account the overall situation but also to maintain the relationship between father and son.

I didn't say a word.

Jing Huaizhi showed a hint of impatience, thinking that his words were funny.

"Scare me?"

"It's a pity I'm not scared."

Fine beads of sweat poured out from the front and back of Zhuli's body, and his slender fingertips touched his wrists.

"I'm not afraid, we'll face it together."

He looked back a little distracted, and it took a long time for him to nod his head in agreement.

"Okay, listen to your wife."

Mu Airu behind him looked at Qin Se and Ming, and only had the word 'jealousy' in his heart.

Now that she's back, she's going to kill her!

At the dinner table, Zhuli didn't dare to gasp.

Suddenly, I regretted my decision.

After dinner, Jing Huaizhi pulled Zhuli into the second bedroom.

It's the last time they lived.

Everything inside is the same as last time.

"Did they say anything to you?"

Closing the door, Jing Huaizhi's tone raised a few points.

It was not difficult to hear that there was still a little nervousness in his tone.

"Nope."

Fingertips twisted, she chuckled.

The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down, clasping the back of her head and carrying her into his arms.

"Wife, can you promise me one thing?"

Zhuli listened to his heartbeat, and was inexplicably a little timid about what he was going to say next.

"Well, you say."

"Can you trust me forever?"

"Always on my side."

Zhu Li didn't know why, raised his eyes to stare at his rolling Adam's apple, and rubbed his fingertips twice.

The man noticed her small movements, grabbed her hand, and a kiss landed on her palm.

"What do you want to do?"

She stared at his thin lips with a smirk.

"I don't want to do anything, I just think..."

Speaking of this, Takeri stopped.

The earlobes are involuntarily dyed pink.

"What?"

Jing Huaizhi half bent over, his thin lips touching her earlobe.

"Your Adam's apple is so sexy."

She looked a little shy, but the movements of her hands betrayed her.

"Wife, do you know that a man's Adam's apple can't be touched casually?"

Zhuli's eyes widened and she wondered, "Why?" ”

He didn't answer, but hugged her and lowered his head to kiss the corner of her mouth.

She also cooperated to hook his neck.

Jing Huaizhi half-squatted down to hold her up, and raised his head to hold the two soft lips.

Her legs hooked up to the man's tight waist.

Suddenly, the door was screwed open.

As soon as Mu Airu entered the door, he saw such an intense scene.

"What are you doing?"

She clutched her chest and gasped for air, as if she was going to die in the next second.

Jing Huaizhi ignored her and continued the movements in his hands.

Seeing that the scene was getting more and more out of control, Zhuli chose to ask for a face and stopped first.

"Wait a minute."

She rested her chin on the man's shoulder, and the words she said were clearly coquettish.

Jing Huaizhi was not in a hurry, and half-supported her to the bed.

The interaction between two people as if no one is next to them is infuriating.

Xu is Mu Airu's cry attracted Yu Qing.

She stood dumbfounded in the doorway, her eyes covered with coldness.

Especially when I saw that Zhuli was disheveled at this moment, I was even more angry.

"It's really shameless, the elders are still there!"

Mu Airu half-squatted on the ground, grabbing her loose hair and rubbing it back and forth.

"You can only be mine!"

"Huaizhi, you can't like others!"

She said, her eyes scanning the room for sharp objects.

Suddenly, a pair of scissors from the dresser appeared in her pupils.

Mu Airu immediately stood up, picked up the scissors and stabbed towards the bamboo pear.

Jing Huaizhi dodged and dodged with Zhuli.

The scissors stabbed straight at the head of the bed.

She was not satisfied, and continued with red eyes.

"Mrs. Mu, if you don't take her away, don't blame me for being unkind!"

Jing Huaizhi's face was so black that he could drip ink, and his cold voice sounded faintly.

Yu Qing knew that Mu Airu was ill at this time, so she held the scissors in her palm and whispered:

"Ai Ru, you recognized the wrong person, my mother knows where Huaizhi is."

"Shall I take you to him?"

Mu Airu glanced up at her mother sluggishly, and was led away by her like a puppet.

Even though she had left, Zhuli still didn't relieve.

She used to often ridicule others for having a bad brain and being mentally ill...

Is there retribution now?

Jing Huaizhi looked up at the woman standing on the bed and said jokingly, "Go on? ”

"Isn't it okay?" She hesitated.

My mind is full of Yu Qing's sentence just now: 'I don't know shame'.

He grabbed the back of her head, forcing her to look into his eyes.

"Wife, we are legally married, besides..."

"And what?"

Staring at his bottomless eyes, Zhuli took over the conversation by the way.

"Besides, my mom is counting on us..."

"Don't talk about it!"

Her palm pressed his lips and said shyly.

"Then you lie down."

He glanced at her with interest.

......

"Where's your glasses?"

Zhuli was a little exhausted, but she still didn't forget to ask a question.

Jing Huaizhi propped up his elbows and lowered his head to kiss her sweaty hair.

"Lost."

She wanted to ask something, but she really didn't have the strength, so she naturally forgot about it.

"Shall I take you to the shower?"

"Hmm."

Guest bedroom

Yu Qing looked at Mu Airu's face full of pain, and her heart couldn't help but pinch up.

"Lao Mu, that woman can't stay."

Her eyes flashed with hatred.

"Huaizhi, don't leave me!"

"It's not me, it's not me."

Mu Airu was tied to the bed, her forehead covered with sweat.

Knock knock

There was a knock at the door, and Mushua went to open it with an unnatural expression.

"Is Ai Ru better?"

Jing Gaoming stood at the door on crutches and did not come in.

Mushua shook his head and sighed.

Yu Qing tilted her head and squinted her eyes to look out of the door.

A pillow smashed on Jing Gaoming's face: "Get out of here!" ”

"Don't be pretending here!"