Mu Chudi doesn't know he Yisheng has left.

Quan thinks he Yisheng is close to her.

Suddenly, her hands covering her temples were opened, and her deep black eyes were staring at her tightly. It seemed that she was the only one in the world, which made people sink completely.

However, Mu Chu Di knows that these are all superficial, and the eyes are thin, cool, cold and merciless.

"Why not be obedient? Isn't it good to be treated

His voice is deep and gentle, like love words from history.

But in Mu Chu Di's ear, it becomes a life threatening sign, which is terrible.

She shook off Huo Xiao's hand and stood up excitedly. "I don't want to go back to the day when my father died. Why can't I? Why do you force me? "

"If I don't cry or make noise, what's in the way of you?"

She tried, but when she thought of that day, mu Chudi was full of rejection. The overwhelming despair and sadness caught her breathless.

Murui's death has become her untouchable place.

But why does Huo Xiao force her to recall and treat?

These days, her mood which is hard to settle down, when she recalls the moment of murui's death, her disguise cracks.

No complaints, no crying, she just put on a mask in front of him, wrapped the fragile heart tightly, showed strong, calm, deceived everyone, mistakenly thought that murui's death, she had jumped over.

Trembling body is still straight waist, so pretending to be strong, she is more heartbreaking than crying.

Holding the heart, the hands suddenly tightened, and the pain choked him.

"You don't care about your body?"

Mu Chu Di sneered, "Mr. Huo, what's the matter with you? As long as the baby is OK, my body won't bother you. "

"Please

Don't give her any more hope. She doesn't want to fall any more.

Originally, love is relative. It doesn't matter if he doesn't love her. However, don't give her the illusion of loving her. At last, when she is completely down and thinks she is happy, he takes everything away. It's more terrible than not getting it.

They stand very close, Huo Xiao can still hear her breathing.

But he felt that her heart, far away from him, seemed to be surrounded by many thorns, bloody but solid.

Suddenly, he held her in his arms, tightly, as if to rub her into the bone marrow.

"Good."

She begged him like that, and he couldn't refuse.

Mu Chu Di knew that this was Huo Xiao's biggest concession. She didn't speak and let him hold her tightly.

"Thank you

Thank you very much.

"Later, I'll watch you take the medicine."

Since the medicine is not harmful to the body, take it.

He can't watch her wait until dawn, so her body can't stand it.

Treatment. We'll talk about it later.

Mu Chu Di saw the bloodstain on his white shirt and guessed the glass he had just thrown out.

"I'll give you medicine first. It's a deep wound."

She had drugged him during the day, and she saw the ugly scar on his shoulder.

That is his love for song Weiqing.

Looking at although dazzling, but can't help but believe, Huo Xiao is not without heart, just, this heart, already gave others.

This night, Huo Xiao is holding Mu Chu Di to sleep.

She didn't sleep, so he didn't dare.