Chapter 1433

Cotton padded body curled up in the soft quilt, but the quilt can not stop his voice.

She listened very clearly.

Although I didn't open my mouth, I was touched.

Nineteen years old.

She was only nineteen.

When I first met Zhan Muqian, she was still three months away from her eighteenth birthday.

Also said.

So far, it's only about one year and three months.

But in a trance, she felt that it had been many years.

She's only nineteen

But I think it's going to be a long time.

She huddled in the quilt and said nothing.

Hope Zhan Muqian has been treated coldly here, but he can't stand it and left here early.

Her only wish now is that he can stay away from himself.

A little further.

Better never see him again.

But Zhan Muqian seems to be deliberately against her.

There was no plan for her to get what she wanted.

He reached out and carefully lifted the quilt.

Let her little head show.

Then he leaned over and kissed the girl's smooth forehead.

The voice line is very gentle, "cotton cotton, come out, let me have a good look at you."

Mian Mian is no match for his strength.

And I didn't want to fight him.

Her hand is still hurt.

She didn't want to break her hand again with too much force.

She had suffered from the piercing pain of the cone.

I really don't want to bear the pain of bone breaking again.

She gave up her struggle.

Let Zhan Muqian hold her in his arms.

He kissed her tenderly on the forehead.

Somehow in her mind, she suddenly remembered the child who had turned into a pool of blood.

She felt sick.

But it's not good to vomit in front of him.

Her face was expressionless and she pretended to be indifferent.

Zhan Muqian holds her and gradually tightens his arms.

"Why hide from me? I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you very much. Let me have a good look at you, OK?"

Cotton screwed off the brow, and finally had a clear response.

It's not like a deaf patient.

She suddenly raised her arms and put her still plastered hands directly under his eyes.

Zhan Muqian probably did not understand her behavior and looked at her in amazement.

Mian Mian finally opened the golden mouth and said contemptuously, "look at me. I think I want to see my hand. If I don't see clearly enough, I need to ask a nurse to take the bandage apart so that you can see clearly with wide eyes?"

Her tone was fierce, even hostile.

But Zhan Muqian was not angry at all.

After a moment of silence, instead, he smiled, wrapped his hands carefully around her two small fists, placed them under his lips and kissed the back of her hand.

"Darling, now I like you to talk to me in such a gunshot and stick voice. At least, it's very angry. It's much better not to say a word."

Cotton twisted his eyebrows, his face became more ugly.

Naturally, she wanted to get angry with him and make him feel dull and unhappy.

But he didn't seem to care.

He's happy.

She was unhappy.

She didn't want to look at him.

The eyes were full of disgust.

Zhan Muqian repeated the topic just now. Wen asked, "Mianmian Mian, you are about to turn 19. Do you have any gifts you want?"

Mian Mian turned his eyes and gave him a cold look.

Then he sneered, "what gift do you want? Do I want to die? "