Weak beauty o dribbling the ball to find his wife

"Stars and stars." Qiao Lang came up to him, and Jiang Yu stood beside him calmly and expressionlessly, "How is today? How are you? Are you feeling sick? Do you want to have breakfast?"

I don't know if I want to have breakfast or not, but I really can't hold back the routine of throwing up every morning.

Mu Xing covered his mouth and looked downstairs, "Sister."

Her expression was not very good-looking, Qiao Lang hurried out of the way, the little girl thumped down the wooden stairs, bouncing like a little rabbit, in a good mood, but seeing her dangerous movements, it really put Qiao Lang and Jiang Yue in a hurry. He was so frightened that one chased after him, and the other stood downstairs for fear of falling.

Not to mention feeling sorry for the little sister, just abducting Shen Chen would be enough for the two of them to die and drink poison directly.

Mu Xingan ran into the bathroom steadily, and spat out a little bit of acidic water, but couldn't spit out anything else.

It took a while to vomit, my throat was so uncomfortable that I couldn't swallow, my head was dizzy, my legs were sore, and my waist was still sore from half squatting and half kneeling.

With a sour taste in his mouth, Mu Xing struggled to stand up, intending to get a cup of hot water slowly.

After Little Bean Sprout grew up, her body became heavier and heavier. Although she was still so thin, she was still: it was inconvenient to do anything, and she didn't even dare to walk too fast or for a long time. Accidentally tired, his eyes were blackened and he fell to the ground.

In addition, Qiao Lang is concerned about eating, because Mu Xing is a pregnant woman, and she is so picky about what she eats and cooks that she is picky. Every time she is very hungry and wants to eat meat, Qiao Lang will crazily go to her with the excuse of balanced nutrition. Stuff vegetables in a bowl.

Mu Xing sighed softly, supported the edge of the washstand with one hand, and stood up slowly while protecting his stomach with the other hand.

My feet were numb, I couldn't feel anything, I couldn't find the strength, and I couldn't stand still and fell down.

She frantically looked for something to stabilize her body, but grabbed a warm, muscular and well-proportioned arm, slender and slender, and pulled Mu Xing into her arms.

This embrace was so familiar, she looked up to see Yangyang's worried expression, and she was holding the quilt in the other hand, steam slowly rose from it, it was the warm water she wanted.

"Are you all right, Star?"

Mu Xing stared at her blankly, letting her carefully look for any injuries on her body.

Shen Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't find the wound. He remembered the warm water in his hand and handed it to Xing Xing, "Drink some water?"

Mu Xing nodded, and she thoughtfully brought the water to Xing Xing's mouth. The water was sweet, so sweet, so sweet.

Qiao Lang and Jiang Yu sat at the dining table and glanced at each other. They couldn't stand it. They were nervous at first, but it became more and more wrong. Later, they could only scold the sweet couple, forcing anyone who had a crush to feel Toothache, sweet, or sour.

It's so sour, Jiang Yu suddenly turned his head, "Sister, let's get married."

Qiao Lang: "?"

"Don't make trouble." Qiao Lang patted her on the head lightly, "How poor are we and we don't know what to do? We'll get married by then, so what's the point? We can't go on and quarrel all day long?"

"But..." Jiang Yu thought to himself that the two of them are actually quite old.

At the age of 20, Xiao Muke's wife and children are hot on the bed.

"It's nothing, but it's not. Be good." Qiao Lang patted her on the head again, like an old TV set with a poor signal and a blurred screen, "When my sister is rich, she will wear thousands of miles, what kind of red dress is that?" Come on, Ang, it's the same no matter what, come and marry my Jiang Jiang with red makeup."

As soon as the words "Jiang Jiang" came out, even though they were talking about love, Jiang Yu was so numb that the expression on his face almost lost control.

"Take back your expression. You swallowed lard raw, why are you so impolite?" Qiao Lang expressed dissatisfaction.

Jiang Yu: "..."

The two made jokes, Shen Shen half hugged Xing Xing and sat on the sofa.

Mu Xing's head was dizzy and he didn't react much. Just looking at her, his eyes were not focused, and he felt that the white light was so dazzling, turn it off, turn it off.

Not turned off.

Sudden grievance, Mu Xing couldn't hold back his moans, and looked down heavily to see the little girl kicking her legs, her small mouth so pouted that it could hang on an oil bottle.

Distressed and funny.

Jiang Yu and Qiao Lang also saw the little girl acting like a baby unreasonably, just sitting there, suddenly pouting unhappy, although she was acting like a baby unreasonably, but she was so cute.

It seems that when the disgusting behavior of the bear child is put on the stars, only cuteness remains.

Shen Shen couldn't take it anymore.

How, how, how, how can you be so obedient!

She paused for a moment, and in the next second she rushed forward and hugged her lovely wife in her arms.

"Baby baby, why are you unhappy?"

Unreasonable unhappiness is also unhappiness, to be coaxed.

"Woo, Yangyang." Mu Xing looked at her with puffy eyes, "It's so uncomfortable."

In fact, the first three months were the most uncomfortable. At the beginning, I couldn’t smell any fishy smell, not to mention drinking milk, and the smell of pork made me vomit. I ate some cabbage and drank cold water all day long. I had to work every day. People are fierce.

How did she survive in the first place?

Mu Xing thought of the woody fragrance and pheromones in his memory like the bright moonlight in the dark night, a little bit can sustain him, just like tenacious grass in dry land, a little water can survive.

"It hurts." She was more like a backlog of grievances bursting out in one brain, and she was still a little nervous, worried that she would be bored by the unreasonable noise.

Mu Xing moaned and raised his head to observe Shen Shen's reaction.

The same gentle expression as usual, not angry.

Just hearing her cry of pain, the gentleness was mixed with worry, "What's wrong, where does it hurt? Is it the stomach? Or the liver?"

"Ah, ah?" Mu Xing was taken aback by her precise questioning. Although it was true that her liver and stomach were always hurting, but, she hadn't told Yang Yang about it.

"Why does Yangyang know." She was playing with the heavy clothes with both hands, nervously, "Actually, it's okay, it doesn't hurt too much."

It was so painful that I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and I accidentally vomited blood.

Shen Chen relaxed a little and was a little worried, but he was not completely relieved. The result of the examination would be released in the afternoon, so he was so scared.

Mr. Xiao Shen has never been so afraid of one thing, and it really is "the hero is sad and the beauty is off" (? I used it indiscriminately, please don't be misled, sorry QwQ).

Seeing Shen Shen's silence, Mu Xing thought she was angry, and cautiously stretched out his hand to poke her arm, "Yangyang? Are you angry?"

"Ok?"

Why get angry?

Because the stars are very insecure.

After realizing this, Shen Shen's heart suddenly ached, and he accidentally bumped into a cactus like being pricked by needles, densely packed, feeling sorry for Mu Xing.

"No, no baby." Shen Shen pressed his forehead against hers, it was a little cold, and warmed up, "Not angry."

"If you have any grievances, vent it on Yang Yang, it doesn't matter."

Her expression is gentle, and her cherished look is like a shell containing pearls.

Evil wife.Qiao Lang sat in the dining room and turned her head. She was in a mood like an old father who just married his daughter.

In the end, he still duplicity left Chen Chen for lunch.

After dinner, Xing Xing went upstairs to take a nap, about three or four hours.

Shen Chen went to the hospital to get the results. She had a phone call during lunch, but she cut it off directly. Not to mention being listened to by Xing Xing, even she herself was not ready. If it happened all of a sudden, if there was any bad result have to collapse directly.

Besides, if you go to the hospital, it will be more ceremonial, and maybe you can get a better result.

So superstitious.

Shen Chen has never had the nerve to let people find out. A few days ago, she went to the most spiritual temple to pray for blessings, burned 100 incense money, and then promised to return [-] million when she was free.

It's really superstitious.

But she had no other choice but to pin her faint hopes on this.

The hospital is still the same, with people coming and going, all kinds of illnesses, desperate and joyful, Shen Shen doesn't know which of the two categories he will be in half an hour later.

If it's okay, it must be okay.

She stood at the door of the laboratory office, and kept standing like this, but she didn't dare to knock on the door and enter.

There are still worn wood grains on the old wooden door, extending out bit by bit, not reaching the bottom, breaking off halfway, and then following the disappearing grain, connecting another grain that did not disappear in time.

Will the stars disappear?

Shen Chen didn't dare to push the door.

"This girl, why don't you go in after standing for a long time, I thought you were queuing."

The uncle behind her pushed the door open for her.

At that time, Shen Shen subconsciously took a step back, she didn't want to lose the star.

But everything has been decided, all she needs is to face it, and then find a way, try everything, as long as she can maintain the brilliance of the stars.

Money is not an issue, all things needed are not an issue.

The only problem is the stars themselves, what kind of disease can stars have?

Snapped--

The doctor slapped a thick stack of checklists on the table. He usually had this attitude, but he was afraid in his heart, and then he pretended to be frightened by accidentally getting out, and smiled sarcastically.

"Hey hey." The doctor pushed forward the examination results, "Mr. Shen, this one is a bit serious."

Shen Shen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his whole body exuded air-conditioning, he managed to regain his composure, and looked at the result with his heartbroken, all red and red, few of them were within the normal range.

"This..." she choked up, "how long?"

At this time, what she thought was that no matter how long the star had, she would always be with him, whether he was alive or turned into a handful of ashes after death.

She couldn't imagine a world completely devoid of stars.

A world without stars must be dark.

No matter there is still the moon and the sun and other things, it is suffocating darkness for Shen Shen.

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