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Mu Chi Yao's anger, full of questioning, can not find someone to vent, he also wants to find Yan Anxi to confront!

He has a lot of words. He wants to ask her one by one!

Mu Chi Yao is not in any mood now, he only knows that the child is gone.

The rest of it didn't matter to him.

Yan Anxi was anesthetized because she was afraid of pain, right?

He knew that she was always afraid of pain. If she was ill and could take medicine, she would not be injected.

She was so afraid of the pain, but she was still determined to beat the child.

That child, so small life, if the child has conscious feeling, how much pain does the child have?

Mu Chi Yao bowed his head and took a deep breath. When breathing, he felt his heart hurt.

It suddenly occurred to him that when he was in the office today, he had a sudden angina.

Yes, he has telepathy. He feels it. Yanxi lies on the operating table, ready to take the child off.

It's getting dark.

Mu Chi Yao lit one cigarette after another, stood by the window and watched the sky darken little by little.

He didn't turn on the light either.

On the big bed, yananhi's fingers suddenly moved.

Gradually, her eyebrows began to frown again.

She seemed to be in great pain. Her eyebrows grew tighter and tighter. Suddenly, she screamed and sat up from the bed.

"Child, my child..." Yan Anxi gasped heavily, his eyes shining in the dark, but his eyes were full of fear and helplessness.

"Child, my child, where is this..."

She sat on the bed, her hands tightly gripping the quilt, so helpless and flustered.

After a few seconds of blankness and tension, Yan Anxi suddenly bowed his head and touched his stomach.

Touch, she whole person, momentarily froze.

Children Her children were really taken away by those people with ulterior motives!

No, Yan Anxi keeps shaking her head. She can't accept the reality at all!

How can it be like this!

"You finally wake up, Yanxi." Mu Chi Yao's voice sounded slowly, with depression and anger, "I waited for you all afternoon."

Yan Anxi looked sideways, only to see a man standing by the window. He was tall and upright, with remarkable temperament.

She can see who it is at a glance.

"Mu Chi Yao..."

As soon as she called out the name, tears began to flow down unconsciously.

Almost instantaneously, she burst into tears.

At that time, on the operating table, so many people, so many people with ulterior motives, wanted to take off her children, she was extremely afraid.

She thought to herself, if only mu Chi Yao could come.

Now, he is by her side at last, but But it's too late.

"Mu Chi Yao..." Yan Anxi kept shouting, "you are here, you are here now, but But the child... "

Just now she had such a nightmare in her dream.

Now wake up, more terrible reality, waiting for her.

She still can't escape those people's claws, Yan Anxi now, full of regret.

She hated herself, hated her carelessness for a while, and let the person who had an evil mind give her a hand when she was alone.

"Children?" Mu Chi Yao's voice is so cold that it makes people ice quickly. "Yan Anxi, at this time, you still have the face to say child!"

His voice suddenly rose, and with the noise of his footsteps, he soon came to the bedside.

Yan Anxi looks up at him and feels that his eyes are still wet and his body is weak.

She can't make it.

Now, even if I let her out of bed, I'm afraid she's not stable. Although the anesthetic effect is over, it will take some time to recover her strength.

"Son The children are gone. " She choked, raised her hand, and tried to grasp his cape. "Mu Chi Yao, our child..."

Who knows, her hand, but by Mu Chi Yao heavy wave falls.

Yan Anxi didn't think that he would have such a move, his hand fell on the soft feather quilt.

Then the light in the bedroom came on.

Mu Chi Yao's hand was still on the switch, but the blue tendons on the back of his hand were raised, which indicated his anger.

"Mu Chi Yao..." Yan Anxi stared at him.

He turned and looked at her. "What do you have to say? What else do you want to say at this time? Yan Anxi, I'm good to you. Have you never paid attention to me? "

She raised her head and opened her mouth slightly. She didn't know what to answer.

"Do you really think that if I love you, I will be reluctant to treat you? Yan Anxi, hurt me like this, look at my pain, you are very happy, aren't you! "

He held her by the shoulder and growled, almost hoarse.

The anger in his heart, the pain in his heart, is much more than all the pain in his life combined.

If the child miscarries by accident, he will never blame her.

But now She killed the child by herself!

How can she bear it! How to give up! How to make up your mind!

The scarlet in Mu Chi Yao's eyes, enraged, frightened Yan Anxi deeply.

She looked at him and suddenly shook her head: "no, Mu Chi Yao, it's not what you think, kid..."

However, he angrily interrupted her: "you have succeeded at last. You are satisfied to see that I am so sad and that I have destroyed everything successfully!"

A tear fell from Yananxi's corner of the eye. She shook her head and looked at him. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't cry.

Mu Chi Yao is very close to her, and the heavy breath sprays on her face, making her shiver.

Yan Anxi understood. Mu Chi Yao thought that she killed the child voluntarily

No, no, she had this idea at first, but in the end, she wanted to understand!

Mu Chi Yao is angry now, and no one can understand the hurt in his heart and the pain in his heart!

He gave so many children of hope!

"Yan Anxi, you feel very fulfilled when you see that I am so desperate now, don't you? You let me have a taste of the pricking of the heart

Yan Anxi opened her mouth, but before she spoke, the tears left behind.

She really can't control her tears.

"The child is gone. Mu Chi Yao, I I'm more sad than anyone This is the child I've worked hard to bear... "

"You're going to be pathetic now? Yananxi, you just rely on me to like you! "

Mu Chi Yao's face was livid with rage. His eyes were burning with anger. It was despair, anger and sadness!

Yan Anxi was soft and weak. He was holding her shoulder in his hand, almost crushing her shoulder blades.

She sat powerless on the bed and looked at him by the light in her bedroom.

Now she has no way to explain for herself what, his pain, her pain, how less than him?