Chapter 1130

Xi Muhan nodded, "I know."

His face was calm, as if what he said was just a very common thing. Shen Feiyang gave him a deep look. "She may become very troublesome in the future and need your constant care."

He knew that Xi Muhan loved Qiqi very much, even more than his father.

But he was not sure if he would dislike him after he learned that he was blind and disabled.

No matter how capable Xi Muhan is, he is only 18 years old and has just come of age.

He didn't know if his love was mature enough.

Xi Muhan knows that Shen Feiyang is not sure about his future with Qiqi.

"Uncle Yang."

Xi Muhan suddenly called Shen Feiyang calmly.

As soon as Shen Feiyang turns his eyes, he bumps into a pair of deep and firm black eyes.

"There may be many changes after July 7, but the only one that will not change is my love for her."

Every word is firm.

Anyway, his love for Qiqi will only grow deeper and deeper.

Shen Feiyang stares at Xi Muhan, and has to say that he is shocked by Xi Muhan.

For a long time, he laughed at himself.

This is the son of Xi Chen and he man!

How can we compare the average man with him?

Getting the result he wanted, Xi Muhan got up and said, "Uncle Yang, Qiqi is about to wake up. I'll go back first."

"Well."

After Xi Muhan left, Shen Feiyang was dazed by the coffee in front of him.

……

Yu Qiqi had a dream.

A terrible nightmare.

In the dream, she is not only blind, but also defiled by Ouyang HaoChen.

When he was rescued, he faced a cold and heartless Xi Muhan.

No matter how she explained, how to retain, Xi Muhan was not moved.

She had never seen such a cold look.

He said she was dirty, he said he didn't want her.

The endless cold swept Yu Qiqi, which made her tremble uncontrollably.

"No, it's not dirty."

"Don't leave me, don't leave me..."

Yu Qiqi's forehead is covered with sweat. She can't open her eyes in her nightmare.

"Seven seven, wake up."

Yu Xinya called her for a long time, but she couldn't wake up Yu Qiqi. Her face was a little anxious.

At this time, Xi Muhan suddenly strode in from the outside.

Yu Xinya's eyes brightened as if she had seen a savior.

"Xiao Han, Qiqi seems like a nightmare."

Xi Muhan put the milk tea from the coffee shop on the table next to him, reached out and pulled Yu Qiqi out of the bed into his arms.

Aware of the warmth approaching, Yu Qiqi instinctively grabs Xi Muhan's shirt.

The delicate body in her arms trembled a little, and her big hand patted her back gently. Xi Muhan said in a hoarse voice: "seven seven, brother Han didn't want you, he will never want you."

Xi Muhan's voice, like the sound of nature, is like a light to illuminate Yu Qiqi's dark world.

The restless mood is like barren land. Under the invasion of Xi Muhan, Yu Qiqi's eyelids wriggled twice and slowly opened his eyes.

Eyes before is still a dark, eyelashes fanned twice, and then down.

Seeing that her daughter is OK, Yu Xinya slowly breathes a sigh of relief. Her eyes touch the ambiguous posture of two people holding each other. She covers her lips and smiles, turns and goes out.

Don't forget to take the door of the ward with you when you go out.