Chapter 250

Ling Zihuan is stubborn and stubborn on the issue of principle.

Especially today, it's the first time that seventeen elder sister tries to install on the set, but she can't accompany her. It's very unpleasant in her heart.

Such a thought, she was angry and painful, angry that her body did not compete, but aunt's pain was really terrible.

After the little girl pushed away Mu Yi, she turned to cover her stomach and walked forward. She started to cry in two steps.

She felt like a trash.

Mu Yi stood on the steps and was pushed back by her.

Glancing at her shoulder back, pitiful and helpless.

Just a few seconds later, the whimper came.

Mu Yi's nose is moving back and forth. He should have turned around and left, but he can't walk.

Seeing Ling Zihuan move into the lobby, Mu Yi drops her eyes and purses her lips tightly. She follows her.

He told the security guard in front of the hotel to help drive the car to the parking lot. He went into the lobby and caught up with Ling Zihuan.

Little girl this meeting is sobbing, ruthlessly press own belly, cry very sad.

Mu Yi thought of a sentence: a woman in her aunt's period is extremely unstable.

It seems to be the truth.

The service staff in the lobby and the tourists passing by from time to time can't help but cast gossip eyes at her.

Especially... The little girl cried so miserably, followed by a man in black with a poker face.

This... Every minute makes up a big play.

Ling Zihuan didn't notice that Mu Yi was following him. She bowed her head into the elevator and squatted in the corner directly covering her stomach, wiping her tears with the back of her hand from time to time.

"Don't cry..."

A crumpled tissue was handed to her with the sound.

Mu Yi just pulled this from the front desk.

Ling Zihuan stops crying and squats on the ground with tears in her eyes. Under the warm yellow light of the elevator, it's Mu Yi's tight face.

She didn't reach for the tissue, but the corners of her mouth were shriveled down and down, and she was about to burst into tears again. Mu Yi took the tissue and wiped it on her face twice to stop her tears.

When the door opened, he looked at her.

Ling Zihuan shriveled his mouth and raised his arm, "help me, I can't get up..."

Mu Yi cold eyes drooping at her, finally still can't resist a trace of heartache in the heart, bent over to pull her, and then the little Ling Zihuan out of the elevator.

She's light, like a feather.

Ling Zihuan nest in his arms, hands still cover the stomach, cry voice rustle soft said, "slowly walk slowly, pain..."

Just by the way, the floor cleaner pushed the car by them.

The cleaner's eyes with a strange look, not to mention how wonderful.

Today's young people, too indulgent!

Look at the little girl.

Too indulgent Mu Yi

After seeing Ling Zihuan off, Mu Yi returns to the lobby and plans to contact the manager to make a bowl of ginger soup for the little girl.

After arranging these, he stood in the lobby and hesitated for a few seconds. Finally, he planned to see her again.

After Mu Yi turned and entered the elevator, a tall and upright figure came with the wind outside the open door of the lobby.

He pushed the suitcase with his left hand, wore a black windbreaker on his shoulder, and held up the phone with one hand. When he was connected, he raised his thick eyebrows and dyed his ink eyes like a star. "Kid, where are you

He didn't wait for an answer. On the contrary, a choking sound came from the phone, which made his heart clench

Grass, who fucked his little girl?!

"Why are you crying? What's the matter? Tell the second uncle quickly!"