Chapter 472

Nanqiao didn't expect to meet Ying muyao here, so he didn't come back for a long time.

Four eyes opposite, should wood Yao thin lip pursed, seem to have what words to want to say.

For a long time, he did not speak, Nanqiao do not open the line of sight, grabbed the hair, "I... by the way, thank you that day."

"What day?" Between his words, there was something hard to hear, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Nanqiao raised his lips, "help me carry things that time."

"It doesn't matter. It's just a lift." Ying muyao seldom spoke in such a heavy tone. He frowned at Nanqiao.

Think of just now he is in a hurry appearance, South Bridge way: "you have something to go first."

Ying Mu Yao moved his lips again, only nodded his head and left quickly.

Nanqiao looked back and knew that his figure had disappeared completely. Then she took back her sight and walked to the end of the corridor with a bitter smile.

In the box, there are several big directors and producers, as well as a newcomer recently in Nanqiao.

Seeing her coming back, the newcomer looked at her eagerly, pulled out her hand from the producer's hand, walked to her timidly, and whispered "sister Qiao".

Nanqiao frowned, looked at her, then went over with a smile, "brother Yang, Zhouzhou is a new man, don't scare her."

Was called Yang elder brother's person disdained to hum a voice, "so timid, enters what entertainment circle?"

The words are so ugly, then there is no need to continue, Nanqiao maintained a polite smile, "that way, I'll send her back first, and invite you to dinner another day, when the right to make amends."

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Beijing hospital.

When Ying muyao came out of the elevator, his mobile phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and said, "I'm already in the children's area. I'll be there right away."

Hang up the phone, he slowly put away the mobile phone, dark eyes staring at the quiet corridor, after a few seconds, just step forward.

Push open the door of the ward, Rong Zhiyi sitting beside the bed, hear the sound, turn around, face haggard and tired.

"How's it going?" Ying muyao went to the bed and touched the child's forehead, which was still very hot.

Rong Zhiyi looks at the reddening son with burning cheeks. A touch of complicated emotion flashed across the bottom of her eyes. Then she can't bear to move her eyes away and inhale her nose. She says, "I've taken anti fever medicine. I should be able to get rid of the fever tonight."

Should wood Yao smell speech, facial expression sink down, low voice, "morning still good, how suddenly burn so fierce?"

"How do I know?" Rong Zhiyi got up and went to one side to pour water, "aren't you taking care of me all the time? Now you question me. "

Ying Mu Yao's eyebrows were locked and he was about to say something when a weak and tender voice came, "Dad."

Ying mu yaodang put all his attention on the child, touched his hot face and said in a soft voice: "Dad is here, where is it uncomfortable to tell Dad?"

The child grabbed a finger of Ying muyao, big eyes drooping, "Dad, there's no discomfort, just want to let mom and dad accompany me."

Said, and so on laughing, "now wait very happy, mom and dad are here."

The child has no intention of a word, should Mu Yao heart dense pain, said with a smile: "you are good, quickly get better, Dad take you out to play."

And so on, surprised at Ying muyao, dad said take him out to play? Really?

"Where is daddy going to take me? When are you going? " In order to prevent Ying muyao from coaxing him to play again, he asked very carefully this time.