Chapter 1199

Mu Yichen hears the words and feels warm in his heart. It seems that he has poured into countless warm streams, so that he feels cold and has temperature.

He crooked his head, some scared his meaning: "aren't you afraid?"

You you turned his eyes, eyes calm and calm, diffuse voice: "you are joking."

Between the words, it reveals the king's leisurely and elegant posture, unhurried.

I don't know why, it's such a young face, with a smile and a frown, but it gives people a feeling that the action place is surrounded by mountains and stars when I look up!

"Now, what should we do?"

Youyou's eyes drooped in silence, his body slowly leaned back, and a word came out: "wait."

……

In the hospital.

Cloud poetry woke up from nightmare, suddenly sat up from the hospital bed, a white world fell into the eyes.

The peculiar smell of disinfectant in the hospital is pungent.

The windows and doors are slightly open, the curtains are flying, and the evening wind blows into the window, bringing a trace of coolness. She unconsciously feels a chill and shivers.

She hasn't moved yet. A coat has been draped over her shoulder.

The voice of moyazhe came from above.

Yun Shishi suddenly turned his eyes, but saw mu Yazhe sitting by the bed, his gentle eyes fell on her, and some of them gathered their clothes for her.

"Be careful of the cold."

As soon as the voice fell, yunshishi grasped his long fingers and his bloodshot eyes fixed on her.

"What about you?! Where is he? "

Muyazhe looked at her calmly, but did not answer.

The strength of yunshishi's grip on his hand is more and more fierce, and the strength is so deep that it almost hurts him.

"Answer me, say! What about youyou? Where is he?! "

He took her by the shoulder and helped her to lie down. "You are seriously injured. Don't talk much. Lie down and rest."

However, Yun Shishi suddenly waved his hand away, and a cold chill rose on his face.

"Why do you always avoid my problems?! I ask you, where is youyou? "

She asked, word by word, almost every word squeezed out of the root of her teeth, and her eyes grew more and more red.

Muyazhe twisted his eyebrows, but he was silent.

"Why don't you talk!" Yunshishi paused, his throat slipped a little, his voice was hoarse and trembling, "would you really let him exchange with me and be taken hostage?"

"Well." Muyazhe responded lightly.

"Why!? Why do you do this? "

Cloud poetry exclaimed: "muyazhe, why are you so cruel!"!? He is still a child, he is only seven years old! How can you bear to hold him hostage!? Do you know how dangerous it is! "

Her mood is excited and anxious. On her pale face, the blue tendons are raised, and her skin is so white that even every capillary blood hole can be seen clearly and haggard.

Muyazhe looked at her deeply. Suddenly, he said, "I know."

"You know?! You know you still do that!? Are you out of you mind? Are you crazy? "

Yunshishi asked the general geology crazily, hoarse and exhausted. Seeing his calm face, he was even more angry. He grabbed the pillow beside him and threw it on him: "how can you do this!? I hate you, I hate you! "

Her movements were so intense that the wound, which had only been sewn up above her waist, had a crack and oozed red blood.

She was hurt to varying degrees.

Among them, there was a deep wound in the waist, and five stitches were sewed.