Chapter 1247

In the hospital, mu Yazhe received a call from Li Hanlin. According to the information he reported, Mu Yichen has come back safely. Yun Tianyou is temporarily missing and has been searched by someone.

"What's the matter?" he said with a surprise

"Because we lost contact with the two children, we don't know what the process is! Specifically, I will be clear when I wake up. Mr. mu, I'm sorry! "

Muyazhe hangs up the phone, turns his head, and looks forward to asking about yunshishi.

"Is the child back?"

"Well!"

Muyazhe nodded and twisted his eyebrows, but he planned to keep it from her for the time being. "Come back safely, and rest assured!"

"Back? Where are they? "

Yunshishi's face was finally restored to blood color, his eyes were slightly bright, and he was excited to get out of bed.

Muyazhe stopped her: "when you get better, I will take you!"

"No!"

Yun Shishi's face stagnated, and then he doubted: "muyazhe, are you trying to comfort me and deceive me? In fact, the child hasn't come back safely, has he? "

She stared at him suspiciously.

Muyazhe said: "good! I didn't lie to you, but the two children were injured and sent to the hospital. If you want to see them, first look at your haggard appearance! If two children see it, they will be distressed. "

Yun Shishi is stunned and looks down. Indeed, she looks a little haggard now.

"Have some porridge first, and then have a rest. When you look better, I'll take you, eh? " Mu Yazhe's soft voice soothes.

Yunshishi looked at him suspiciously for a while, until she didn't see a trace of deception on on his face, and then she went back to bed unhappy.

"I didn't see two children. I'm not very relieved!"

"Have some porridge first, will you?"

Muyazhe took up the white porridge and looked at her tenderly.

He had been with her for two days and nights since he came back home. He failed to close his eyes.

Therefore, some green stubble appeared on his chin, and his beautiful face became thinner and more angular.

Cloud poetry looked at him deeply, suddenly his heart pricked and hurt!

All of a sudden, she felt that she was a bit wayward.

She couldn't sleep well worried, and he was too worried to close his eyes.

She is a mother, and he, as a father, is not worried?

But she was worried, scared, and he could rely on it.

And he?

But nowhere to talk.

He must be more tired than her!

The eyes of Yunshi's poems were suddenly wet.

When he opened the thermos bottle, took the porridge and turned around, he saw her look guilty and frowned: "how?"

"Mu Yazhe I worried you... " Cloud poetry murmured weakly, raised his head, stared at him, "from now on, I listen to your words, obedient, no nonsense!"

Mu Yazhe was slightly stunned. He couldn't help but stretch out his fingers and gently scrape her nose. "Fool."

He picked up the spoon and said softly, "I'll feed you, eh?"

"Well."

Cloud poetry nodded.

The porridge he ordered his servant to cook and deliver before was still hot in a thermos.

He carefully tried the temperature with his lips first, and felt it was a little hot, so he blew it gently until he tried the temperature. When it was not so hot, it was sent to her mouth.