This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

Chapter 250: What's wrong, tell your second uncle!

  Chapter 250 What happened? Tell your second uncle!

  Ling Zihuan is stubborn and persistent when it comes to principles.

  Especially today is the first set of the seventeenth sister, but she can't accompany her, and she feels very unhappy.

  Thinking about this, she was angry and hurt, and her body was not up for it, but her aunt’s pain was so terrible.

  The little girl pushed Mu Yi away, turned around, clutching her belly, and walked forward. Within two steps, she began to click and shed tears.

  She feels like a trash.

  Mu Yi stood on the steps and was pushed back by her.

   staring at her back with her shoulders shrunk and walking back, pitiful and helpless.

  It took only a few seconds, and a choking sound followed.

  Mu Yi's nose fluttered. He was supposed to turn around and leave, but he couldn't take any steps.

   Seeing Ling Zihuan moving Xiaochuang into the lobby, Mu Yi lowered his eyes, pressed the corner of his lower lip, and followed.

  He confessed to the security in front of the hotel and helped drive the car to the parking lot. He entered the lobby and caught up with Ling Zihuan.

  The little girl was sobbing, pressing her belly hard, crying very sad.

  Mu Yi thought of a sentence: A woman in the aunt stage is extremely emotionally unstable.

  It seems to be the truth.

  The service staff in the lobby and the tourists passing by from time to time couldn't help but cast her gossip glances.

  Especially... the little girl cried so badly, and behind her was a man in black with a poker face.

  This...make up a big show in minutes.

  Ling Zihuan did not notice that Mu Yi was following. After entering the elevator, he lowered his head and squatted in the corner with his belly, wiping tears with the back of his hand from time to time.

"do not Cry……"

  A crumpled tissue was handed to her in response to the voice.

  This is what Mu Yi just pulled from the front desk in the lobby.

  Ling Zihuan accepted the cry, squatted on the ground and looked up with teary eyes. Under the warm yellow light of the elevator, Mu Yi's tight face was handsome.

  She did not reach out to take the tissue paper, but the corners of her mouth were getting lower and lower, and she was about to burst into tears again. Mu Yi directly took the tissue paper and wiped her face twice to stop her tears.

  The floor of the palace suite arrived, and when the door opened, he looked at her.

  Ling Zihuan pouted and raised his arm, "Help me, I can't get up..."

   Mu Yi looked down at her coldly, but in the end he couldn't bear the slightest distress in his heart, he leaned over and pulled her up, and then took the little Ling Zihuan out of the elevator.

  She is very light, like a feather.

  Ling Zihuan was nestled in his arms, with his hands still covering his stomach, his crying voice rustled softly, "Go slow, go slow, it hurts..."

  It happened to pass by the floor cleaner pushing the car and passing them.

  The eyes of the cleaning staff with a strange look are very exciting.

  Young people nowadays, too indulgent!

  Look at the little girl tossing.

  Too indulgent Mu Yi: "..."

   After sending Ling Zihuan back to the room, Mu Yi returned to the lobby again, planning to contact the manager to make a bowl of **** soup for the little girl.

  After arranging these, he stood in the lobby and hesitated for a few seconds, before finally going to look at her again.

   After Mu Yi turned around and entered the elevator, outside the open sensor door in the lobby, a tall and tall figure came with the wind.

  He is pushing the suitcase with his left hand, wearing a black windbreaker on his shoulders, holding the phone with one hand, and when he is connected, he raises his eyebrows, his ink eyes are dyed like stars, "Little ghost, where is it?"

  The words fell, he didn't wait to answer, but there was a choking sound on the phone that made his heart tighten...

  Grass, who the **** bullied his little girl? !

   "Why are you crying? What's wrong, tell your second uncle!"

  Ann. The story of the deputy cp cannot be completely absent. If you don't like it, you can skip it.

  (End of this chapter)

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