Chapter 1412

Mian Mian has just taken a bath.

It's warm all over.

Under the influence of water vapor, the little face also recovered a little blood color.

But because of thin, can not see the luster.

She used to be a small round face with a little baby fat.

Zhan Muqian likes to pinch her face most. It's fleshy and feels good.

But now he felt her face, only a soft layer of skin.

I can't touch the meat.

……

The voice of Mian Mian sounds as if it comes from far away.

She said quietly: "I hope it's true. If it's really dead All right. "

Zhan Muqian's face was a little angry. He pursed his lips and said coldly, "don't say that again. Since I let you live, I can't let you die easily. Your hands It's for your life, you know? "

Mian Mian could vaguely hear the meaning of his words.

But she didn't want to think about it.

Not willing to think.

It doesn't make any sense.

No matter what reason Zhan Muqian broke her hand.

Broken is broken.

It will be better after calculation.

The bone was also broken and forced to join.

The cracks are always there.

Forever is a pair of once abandoned hands.

…………

Zhan Muqian hugged her to bed and called aunt Qiao.

Aunt Qiao stood respectfully in front of him.

Mian Mian's face is very pale, and there is no verve in her eyes.

Zhan Muqian seems to be leaving.

There have been so many events in country a recently, which is the time of chaos.

He was able to spare time from his busy schedule to see her here.

It's not easy.

He said to Aunt Qiao, "I'll go first and take good care of her."

Aunt Qiao can only nod.

Zhan Muqian went to her side and rubbed her hair.

At last, the sound line is a little more peaceful.

"Have a good meal, exercise more and don't lie down all the time. I hope you will gain some weight next time I see you. I will check it, eh?"

Mian Mian looks down and is indifferent to his concerns.

Zhan Muqian didn't seem to have to wait for her to answer.

He touched her face and turned to leave.

Mian Mian suddenly raised his head and asked after his back:

"where is Gong Qiao now? Is he OK?"

……

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became dignified.

Zhan Muqian's face was obviously heavy.

Even aunt Qiao could feel the atmosphere changed.

The temperature of the room seems to have cooled down.

He seemed to take a deep breath.

Turn to look at her, no temperature tunnel, "take care of yourself, don't take care of other people's affairs, you can't take care of."

Cotton seems a little anxious.

She said heavily, "can't you answer me? How is Gong Qiao now? If I'm used, so is Gong Qiao. I can still live, Gong Qiao..."

She choked and whispered, "I just want an answer."

Zhan Muqian pursed his lips and replied simply and roughly, "Gong Qiao is dead. You forget this man."

"Sir, you..."

Aunt Qiao was in such a hurry that she seemed to want to dissuade him from going on.

Everyone knows that his wife and Gong Qiao grew up together.

She is a special love and justice.

Originally sad enough, how can I use Gong Qiao's story to stimulate her.

Mian Mian's face turned pale.

Wait for Zhan Muqian to leave.

She just lowered her head.

"I want to go with Gong Qiao," he murmured