At the moment when Zhan Mo looks at Ruan Mengmeng, Ruan Mengmeng also looks at Zhan Mo at the same time.

Her hands, under the thin quilt, gradually tightened.

Tonight, we have to leave.

All her playing is based on Zhan Jia'er in their hands, but she has no control over Zhan mo.

Zhan Mo wants her heart, so she must be protected.

Relying on this, Ruan Mengmeng dares to stay happily, tossing Zhan Mo and Zhan Jia'er by the way.

But now She was pregnant with the small bean Ding matter by Zhou Jiaojiao that idiot called broken.

When, fool Zhou Jiaojiao, actually also became observant keen.

Ruan Meng Meng was slightly sulky, and the more wary he was of Zhan mo.

The son of Zhan Yang and Duan Xiuhui is indifferent to human life. For him, an unborn child is absolutely the best threat chip.

Ruan Mengmeng holds her breath and stares, waiting for Zhan Mo to give instructions.

Whether she was kept in the room or pushed to the basement, she was confident that she would escape.

She, together with Mr. Winston, is capable of it.

However, after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for Zhan Mo to take the next step.

Instead, he heard Zhan Mo say in a cold and serious voice: "take Zhou Jiaojiao down and do as you said. Besides, her tongue doesn't need to be kept because she talks too much

After asking Ruan Mengmeng to be pregnant, Zhou Jiaojiao thinks she can be saved.

However, she could not think that what she had to wait for was not the order to be released, but a more terrible punishment than before.

"No, desert little I... " The voice of begging for mercy in the back can no longer be called out.

Because Zhou Jiaojiao's chin has been knocked down by Zhan Mo's men.

At this time, Zhou Zhengji did not dare to ask for mercy.

Zhan Mo's warning just now almost scared his last spirit.

He can only turn a blind eye to Zhou Jiaojiao's tragedy. If you don't look at her face, you won't feel heartache.

After a while, Zhou Jiaojiao's whine disappeared in the corridor.

After a while, the housekeeper was dragged away. Zhou Zhengji left with the blood sparkling Qin Fang, and all the people in the room retreated.

At this moment, only Zhan Mo and Ruan Mengmeng are still in the room.

The two were silent.

A shrinking in the corner of the bed, like a frightened little animal, "scared" looking out for the man on the sofa.

The other, frowning slightly, observes the woman in bed with a complicated look.

Just when Ruan Mengmeng thought that such a confrontation would last for a long time, a sound of footsteps suddenly came from the corridor.

"Young master, here comes the congee." The cook, who came up with the plate himself, panted a little.

He was afraid that he would be punished by the young master just like the housekeeper who dared to neglect Miss Ruan.

The two maids followed closely behind the cook and whispered, "young master, let's change the pajamas for Miss Ruan and feed her porridge by the way."

Now, no one dares to neglect Miss Ruan in the whole villa.

Vaguely, we even feel that Miss Ruan has gradually become Miss Jia'er.

Zhan Mo stood up from the sofa with a cold face when he heard the news outside the door.

The cook, the maid and even Ruan Mengmeng thought that Zhan Mo should go out now.

Who knows, he but strides the long leg, walks to the bedside.

Bend down and pick up Ruan Mengmeng, who nests in the corner of the bed.

"Don't touch me..."

Before Ruan Mengmeng finished speaking, he heard Zhan Mo's indifferent voice coming from his head.

"If you move and fall, it's your stomach."

As soon as he said this, Ruan Mengmeng was in his arms and did not move.