Without her, every second of his life would be boring. Sometimes he would lie on the sofa, sometimes stand by the floor-to-ceiling window, and sometimes squat in the toilet.
At night, he would miss her even more. He would make some food in the kitchen, take a bath, then walk into her bedroom, sleep naked in the bed that smelled of her, and call her name.
Falling asleep, "Mo Hanya, come back... uh, baby, come back... I miss you... baby... I need you..."
…
Lin……
"Mengmeng, why are you still with Dongfang Mi?" Lin Zhipeng couldn't help but ask during dinner.
Mo Hanya immediately stopped picking up the food, looked at Lin Yi and Linghu Shaofei, who had strange expressions, lowered his head, and said in an embarrassed low voice: "Dad, actually I'm not with him either.
He just came out of prison and couldn't find a decent job. I pity him, so...so..."
"That's why you let him be your driver and your bodyguard?" Lin Zhipeng frowned and couldn't understand what she was embarrassed to say, and knocked on the table with one hand, "Mengmeng, what are you doing?
Why are you so confused? He is the kind of person that our Lin family is afraid of avoiding. He is not worthy of our pity or our sympathy. Even if you pity him and sympathize with him, there is no need to arrange him by your side.
, let him be your driver and bodyguard."
Hearing these words, Mo Hanya's head almost dropped to the dust, and she thought with a heavy heart, fortunately they didn't know that he was still her male nanny and had a relationship with her. If they knew, they wouldn't be able to get along with her.
Cut off the relationship yourself?
Mother Lin on the side felt sorry for her. Seeing her lowering her head and knowing that she was wrong, she quickly shook her head at Lin Zhipeng, "Husband, please stop talking about Mengmeng. Mengmeng knows that she did something wrong."
Lin Zhipeng then gave up, "Hey." He sighed deeply, drank a glass of wine, looked at her who was still lowering her head, and lowered her tone and said seriously: "Stop letting him stay around you to do things, if you are really pathetic
He, dad will ask someone to find him a decent job tomorrow."
"Okay...thank you, dad." What else could she say?
...
For several days in a row, Mo Hanya did not go back to live in that apartment.
Without her in the apartment, Dongfang Fan's life was a bit lifeless.
He couldn't stand something called missing, so every day, he would drive to the studio, stand in a corner where no one could easily find him, and secretly watch the various poses under the spotlight, making him look even more charming, charming and beautiful.
of her.
Every time he saw Mo Zifei and her together, he felt very uncomfortable, but he was afraid that Mo Hanya would be angry, so he would try his best to hold it back, and no matter how unhappy he was, he would not go forward to find trouble.
One night, the couple commercial shot by Mo Zifei and Mo Hanya was finally completed perfectly. The director was in a good mood and invited the two protagonists of the commercial and the staff present to the bar for a drink.
A group of people went to the bar in large numbers, chatting and laughing and drinking in a large box. The atmosphere was full of good.
That night, Mo Hanya was wearing a leopard-print vest and a pair of black leather pants, with her wavy hair hanging loose. In order to prevent others from recognizing her, she wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. Little did she know that with such a dress,
Make her even more tempted.
The atmosphere was good, and her mood also improved. She drank several glasses of wine while chatting and laughing with the director, her face was rosy, and she was really charming and cute.
Mo Zifei sat next to her. Seeing that she was in a good mood, his mood also rose. He drank a glass of wine, looked at the people dancing on the dance floor outside, and happily pulled her out, "Sister, we
go dance."
"Haha, okay, I haven't danced for a long time." She was very happy to dance. He pulled her into the dance floor where many men and women were twisting wildly. Following the dynamic music, she twisted her waist to her heart's content and made a few random movements.
, which attracted everyone’s astonished gaze.
At first, Mo Zifei was very happy, but after noticing that the men around her looked at her with lustful eyes, she began to feel uncomfortable. He quickly got rid of the hot beauties dancing around him and danced handsomely.
In front of her, he reached out his hand in a domineering manner, hugged her waist as if declaring ownership, and silently announced to the men present that she was his.
Mo Hanya didn't notice his thoughts. She was in a good mood when she heard the dynamic music and danced passionately, and she didn't mind his arm around her waist.
That night, Oriental fans followed them.
At this time, he was sitting in a place where he could clearly see the dance floor. Seeing the intimate scene of Mo Zifei holding her and dancing passionately on the dance floor with dim lights, he suddenly felt sour and frightened in his heart, and looked up.
After drinking several glasses of wine in succession, he stood up with a straight face and strode towards the colorful dance floor. Then he pushed through the crowd and squeezed to their side. Without saying a word, he pulled up Mo Hanya's hand.
His hands quickly moved outward.
Mo Zifei reacted quickly and quickly chased out of the dance floor. He quickly grabbed Mo Hanya's other hand and said coldly and loudly: "Let go of my sister's hand."
The expression on Dongfang Mi's face was terrifyingly cold. He said nothing, turned slightly, and punched his handsome face with a melancholic temperament that had attracted the love of countless women.
"Uh ah 7e" The punch was too hard. Mo Zifei screamed in pain and fell towards the table beside him. He grabbed Mo Hanya's hand and couldn't help but let go.
The moment he let go, Dongfang Mi used all her strength to pull Mo Hanya into her arms, and forcefully pulled Mo Hanya out.
"Uh, how can you hit someone?" Mo Hanya was very angry when he pulled her away from the dance floor without saying a word. Seeing him arrogantly beating Mo Zifei, Mo Zifei looked extremely sad.
His eyes and heart suddenly filled with anger. He struggled hard and cursed, "Asshole, let me go...if you don't let me go, I won't be polite."
Dongfang Mi still didn't speak. The more she struggled, the tighter he pulled her.
"Uh 7e" Mo Hanya was so angry that when she walked out of the door, she kicked his leg hard with her high-heeled feet.
For some unknown reason, Dongfang Mi didn't dodge her kick, and was hit hard by her. He just frowned and grunted, with no trace of anger on his face.
Mo Hanya knew that with this kick, his legs would definitely be bruised. She couldn't help but feel pain in her heart, and said hoarsely: "Why don't you avoid it?"
While he pulled her towards the red car quickly, he turned back to look at her with a complicated expression, and tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Why should I avoid you? If you kick me, it will make you feel better, you
Just kick him, even if he is kicked to a pulp, I will not hide or fight back."
"Kick you into a cripple?" She felt heavy in her heart, "You...you think I don't dare?"
"I didn't think so." He paused and turned to look at her with mixed emotions, "Baby, what are you afraid of now?"
"I..." She suddenly choked on her words, her mouth slightly opened, and her awkward look of being unable to speak was particularly alluring.
The way she dressed tonight was already provocative enough, but now paired with this expression, it was even more provocative.
The Oriental fan couldn't stand her damn temptation. His throat tightened and he suddenly leaned down to kiss her red lips, regardless of whether they were on a busy street or not.
"Uh 7e" Mo Hanya's heartbeat stopped for a moment, and her eyes widened in horror, "Uh... what are you... uh 7e doing? Uh 7e, are you crazy?"
Dongfang Mi remained silent, holding her waist tightly with one hand and clasping the back of her head with the other, making her unable to move, and kissed her with her eyes closed, which was like an obsession.
"Uh... don't... this, this will be seen by others on the street..." She was about to faint, fearing that passers-by would recognize her identity, so she tried her best to avoid his wolf-like kiss.
, while he lowered his voice to persuade with confusion.
"Hehehehe7e" He suddenly laughed out of breath, "Then let's go home, and we'll take our time when we get home." As soon as he finished his voice, he picked her up and picked her up.
At this moment, the black-rimmed glasses on her face fell to the ground, fearing that she would be recognized and cause unnecessary trouble. She buried her whole face in his warm chest, listening to his thump thump thump thump in silence with her heartbeat speeding up for no reason.
A heartbeat that beats much faster.
This night, she didn't know how he carried her into the car, or how he brought her back to the apartment. She only knew that as soon as she entered the apartment, he pushed her down on the cold floor.
, frantically pulling off the clothes on his body, kissing his body like falling raindrops...
"Uh 7e uh 7e don't... I'm cold..." When her bare skin touched the floor, she twisted her naked body unbearably, "I don't want... uh... it's so cold..."
Dongfang Mi breathed heavily, and her eyes were full of sexual flames, "Baby, you won't be cold in a while...I will heat you up..." After speaking intermittently, he turned her body over and let her straddle him.
On his body, he clasped her waist tightly with both hands, "Baby, is this okay?" He knew that she liked this position, so he asked in a hoarse and confused way, and straightened his waist unexpectedly, letting her feel it.
to his existence.
"Uh, 7e fan... I, I can't stand it anymore..." The ** came, and she couldn't resist it. Her face was stained with red clouds, "Ah... so deep... oh, so comfortable...
..." Gritting his teeth, he frowned and cooperated with his movements in pain and joy. Finally, he couldn't help but moan wildly. After a spasm, he lay limply on his sweaty, manly body.
Physically, "Well, I'm obsessed...that's enough...that's enough...no, no more..."
Dongfang raised the corners of his mouth with lingering fascination, licked her earlobe aggressively, and bit her earlobe, "Baby, that's not enough." After saying it in an extremely hoarse and sexy voice, he suppressed her underneath him, changed his position, and initiated a new round of passion...
This night was crazy. Each other's moans, gasps, and collisions were all floating in rooms large and small. The smell of love seemed to have permeated every corner here, and even the air was affected by it.
Got infected, got hot...
Mo Hanya woke up at noon the next day, remembering the fact that she had made love with him last night on the floor, on the table, on the sofa, in the bathroom, and on the bed, her face turned red.
At this time, Dongfang Mi had already gotten up and prepared lunch. When he walked into the bedroom and saw her red face, his handsome face was suddenly filled with worry, "Baby, what's wrong? Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"
She was even more embarrassed, and quickly covered her hot and red face, giving him an annoyed look, "You just have a fever."
He showed a puzzled expression, sat on the edge of the bed and held her hand covering her face, "Baby, I'm caring about you. Tell me, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Oh, can you stop asking?" She was annoyed, "I'm not feeling uncomfortable." She said angrily, quickly stood up, put on her clothes, jumped out of bed and walked out.
He followed her with a faint smile, suddenly hugged her from behind, lowered his head and kissed her ear, and asked with a suppressed smile: "Baby, did I make you feel comfortable last night?"
Her face turned redder, she gritted her teeth, twisted around and punched him on the chin, raising her eyebrows proudly, "Did my punch make you feel comfortable?" After that, she stepped on him hard.
With his feet, he broke away from his arms and ran out of the bedroom angrily and funny.
"Uh 7e ah 7e" Her punch and her kick were definitely hard enough. Dongfang Mi stood there grinning and groaned several times before limping out, "Baby, you are so cruel."
...Be careful if I retaliate against you and I won't give you sexual happiness in the future..."
After last night's passionate passion, they reconciled as before.
We had lunch together that day. It was a rare and romantic moment to sit in the sun on the deck chair on the balcony, watch the scenery, chat and drink tea. It was so pleasant.
"Mi, how are Ah Yu and Ah Wang?" She leaned on him, closed her eyes slightly, and asked softly and comfortably, "Are they all abroad?"
Do you want to tell her that both of them are in prison?
Dongfang Mi hesitated for a while, then stroked her hair and replied with a natural smile, "They are all abroad and living a good life."
After being silent for a while, she suddenly remembered something, raised her head and looked at him, and said seriously: "Mi, starting from tomorrow, you will no longer be my driver and bodyguard. My dad asked someone to find a person for you."
It’s a good job working for a big company, you can go work for that company tomorrow.”
Hearing this, Dongfang Mi looked sad, "Why would your dad ask someone to find a good job for me?"
"My family, they don't allow me to be with you, you know this." She frowned and said sadly, "Knowing that you stay with me, be my driver, be my bodyguard, they
They’re all very angry.”
"Do you care so much about their feelings?" His heart seemed to be surrounded by depression.
"They are my family."
"What about me?" He looked at her closely, his deep and charming eyes exuding a fiery light that could melt people instantly, "Have you ever cared about my feelings? Until now, you have regarded me as yours.
What? Don't tell me, I'm still nothing to you."
"..." When she met his eyes, she felt her heart tingling, and she couldn't say anything.
"For you, I can give up everything I have." He continued to say affectionately every word, "even my life."
"My, I, I..."
"Baby, let's go." He interrupted her, his tone was much gentler with a deep pleading, "Let's go to a beautiful place, just the two of us, and don't care about anyone.
, okay?"
"Mi, we...can't be so selfish." After thinking about it, she held back a tear and shook her head rationally, "I...hope that my happiness can be recognized and blessed by my family."
"If they never accept me, will you never be with me?" He looked at her incomprehensibly.
"..." She had nothing to say. She seemed conflicted in her heart. She got up from him with a gloomy look on her face, walked to the balcony with a heavy heart, and silently looked at the cloudless sky.
"I won't go to work in any company tomorrow." He looked at her back and suddenly said with firm displeasure, "Help me thank your father, the director."
She didn't speak.
…
The next day, Mo Hanya got up early because she was going to the company's recording studio to record a new album.
Oriental fans are very good at adjusting their moods. After sleeping, they forget some unpleasant topics. They get up early to make breakfast for her. After having breakfast with her, they drive her to the company.
In the car, the two of them didn't talk much and seemed a bit quiet.
Suddenly, Mo Hanya's cell phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and glanced at Dongfang Mi who was driving. She hesitated for two seconds before answering the call...
"Sister, he is very dangerous, and his temper is not suitable for you." Mo Zifei's voice on the phone was filled with sadness and anger, "Let him leave you, okay?"
Mo Hanya didn't speak, just listened quietly with her cell phone.
"You will live happily without him - sister, believe me."
Would I really be happy without him?
As she listened, she turned her head slightly, looked at the man who was driving the car seriously, her eyes wet secretly, and she hung up the phone apologetically.
Dongfang Mi looked in the rearview mirror at a black car that was following her, and looked at her expressionlessly, "Who made the call? Why don't you convince me?"
"That person called the wrong number." She said calmly, lowered her head, edited a text message on her mobile phone and sent it to Mo Zifei - Brother, I'm sorry, he was too impulsive that night, I apologize to you on his behalf.
I promise you, this will never happen again in the future.
Dongfang Mi didn't ask her any more questions. He drove the car in front of her company, looked at her profile, and said softly, "I'll wait for you here."
"It may take me four or five hours to come out." She said as she opened the door and got out of the car. Although her voice was faint, it always contained concern for him. "You can wander around by yourself, don't
I'm bored in the car. Stop smoking." In the end, she did not forget to give her instructions before stepping into the modern company building with high heels and style.
He looked at her back and smiled. When her back was no longer visible, the smile gradually faded away, and he looked at a black luxury car slowly parked nearby with an indifferent expression.
That car belongs to Mo Zifei.
He sat in the car for a while, then opened the door and walked out. Wearing a well-tailored dark windbreaker and a hat, he walked to his car window with a cold expression.
Dongfang Mi pressed the car window, looked at him indifferently, raised his lips, and asked with some contempt: "What bad things did you say about me to your sister on the phone just now?"
Mo Zifei didn't answer, and his expression turned ugly, "Let's talk." He said briefly and coldly, turned around and walked towards his car, then got in the car and quickly started the car.
Want to keep up?
Dongfang Fan thought for two seconds, smiled indifferently, immediately started the engine, and followed.
An hour later, xx teahouse...
This teahouse seemed to have been booked by Mo Zifei a long time ago. He and Dongfang Mi were the only two guests in the huge hall. The waiter served the tea and then left, leaving them alone.
Dongfang Mi drank tea elegantly, looked around the undisturbed open environment, with a smile on his lips, and asked half-jokingly: "Brother-in-law, you invited your brother-in-law here, what do you want to talk about with him?"
Hearing the words brother-in-law and brother-in-law, Mo Zifei seemed to be greatly stimulated, and a layer of ice almost formed in his eyes.
"If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I will take your sister home later." Dongfang Mi suddenly said impatiently, "Your sister will be anxious when she comes out of the company and can't see me."
Mo Zifei's hand holding the tea cup was full of veins, and his face was frighteningly cold, "Leave my sister."
"Haha 7e" Dongfang Mi laughed twice as if he had heard a joke, then sat upright and said seriously: "I am her man, and I have the responsibility to stay by her side and protect her at all times. As my brother-in-law
You want your brother-in-law to leave your sister, this is so incomprehensible."
"Don't scream, she and I are not related by blood." He said "brother-in-law" on the left and "brother-in-law on the right", which made Mo Zifei extremely angry, and his voice suddenly rose several times, "You are not worthy of Hanya now.
You, a man who came out of prison, are not worthy of carrying her shoes."
Dongfang Mi smiled disapprovingly, "I don't think so. Hanya and I don't care about the opinions of secular people."
Humph, this is a roundabout way to curse people?
Mo Zifei tried his best to hold back his anger, "If you leave Hanya, I will give you 10 million."
Dongfang Fan smiled again and frowned in confusion, "Do I, Dongfang Fan, look like a person who is short of money?"
"What do you mean?" Mo Zifei suddenly became confused and looked closely at the expression on his face.
He raised his lips leisurely, "I'll give you 20 million. In the future, don't bother Hanya with the affection of a sister for a brother. How about that?"
Mo Zifei was so angry that he gritted his teeth, stood up suddenly, and said with a cold look in his eyes: "Don't blame me for not giving you a chance." After saying this with deep meaning, he turned around and walked out of the door coldly and arrogantly, clapped his hands loudly, 'Pa
Papa 7e'
With applause, the closed door was immediately pushed open, and dozens of burly men filed in with sticks in hand.
"Fight to death, I will be responsible for all the consequences." Mo Zifei said coldly with an expressionless face as he walked out handsomely and closed the door that was the only exit.
Upon hearing his words, a large group of men with sticks in their hands immediately surrounded Dongfang Mi with ferocious looks.
Seeing this, Dongfang Mi was just shocked, without any fear at all. When several men picked up thick-armed sticks and swung them at him, he stood up calmly and quickly launched two perfect high whip kicks.
He kicked the two people away, then quickly dodged the surrounding attacks, picked up a stool and threw it at the two people in front of him, then jumped on the table, responding to it tactfully and cautiously.
"Ah ah……"
"Bang dong... Bang Dang..."
"Ah 7e uh ah 7e"
The sounds of moans, tables turning, and glass breaking instantly filled the entire teahouse hall. You can imagine the bloody and violent scenes.
Dongfang Fan's skills are absolutely unparalleled. He has neat punches and kicks, a sharp figure, and sharp eyes. When fighting, he is full of the aura of a king. In less than an hour, he defeated half of the people.
Although this is the case, there are many people on the other side, and they all have their own skills. He can't get rid of the weakness of being outnumbered. Over time, he will inevitably be hit with sticks several times, hit by fists and kicks several times, and hit on the head with a stick.
A stream of blood flowed from his forehead, almost staining half of his face red.
"Stop." He held back the pain, suddenly jumped up on the table, and shouted stop, "Everyone comes out to fight and kill. It's not easy to make a living. We have been fighting for so long, and we are over the addiction. I will give it to you.
How about giving me double the money and letting me escape?"
Hearing this, the six people who were still capable of fighting were more or less shaken, and the sticks they were holding to swing at him were all fixed in their hands.
One of the big men was obviously their leader. He took a step forward and asked harshly: "He gave our brothers five hundred thousand. If our brothers let you go, can you afford us one million?"
Dongfang Mi wiped the blood on his head and smiled confidently, "Don't say one million, I can afford two million."
When the big man heard this, his face showed a hint of joy, but he still hesitated.
At this moment, Dongfang Fan looked at the group of people groaning on the ground, and smiled again, "In today's society, you can struggle with anything, but don't struggle with money. If you keep me alive, I will definitely give you two million.
And it will be fulfilled today.”
The big man thought for a while, looked at the approval faces of the brothers behind him, and finally made a decision. With a little force of his head, he said, "Okay, deal."
The corners of Dongfang Mi's lips that overflowed with blood, and he raised his voice inscrutably, "Refreshingly."
…
Mo Zifei did not leave, but sat in the car with a cold expression, waiting for the news.
A few hours later, the big man came to him with several brothers with blood stains on their bodies.
"How's it going?" He pressed down the window and asked calmly.
"We have already broken off our heads." The big man said with certainty and cruelly.
The corners of his thin lips raised slightly, "Very good. Destroy the corpse and eliminate traces. Do it cleanly."
"Don't worry, we will definitely not let the police find his body."
Hearing what he said, Mo Zifei felt relieved, smiled coldly, closed the car window, and drove away in a good mood.
…
Mo Hanya left the company at two o'clock in the afternoon and did not see Dongfang Mi. She thought he was bored and went for a drive, so she sat in a nearby rest area and waited for him.
Unexpectedly, I waited for half an hour and didn't see him coming, so I couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
Just then, the cell phone on my body rang.
It was a call from Oriental Fan. She answered the call immediately without hesitation, and was the first to ask a little angrily: "Where are you?"
"Baby..." came the weak voice of Dongfang Fan on the phone, "I, I'm going to die..."
When Mo Hanya heard this, her heart suddenly shrank with coldness, and her body shivered violently, "Dongfang Fan, what are you kidding me?"
"Baby...I, I...cough, cough...I'm not...joking with you..."
"You... where are you?" Listening to his angry voice, she almost collapsed, and her voice trembled, "Where are you? What happened? I'll come to you right away.
"
"I'm in... xx district... xx teahouse..."
"I'll be right away." Her eyes had become wet at some point. She hung up the phone and immediately stopped a car and said to the driver urgently: "Go to the xx teahouse in xx district. Master, please hurry up..."
…I’ll give you twice as much money, please drive faster…”
…
She rushed there as quickly as possible.
Seeing the messy teahouse floor, with broken seats all over the floor and stained with blood, she could imagine what a bloody and cruel scene had happened here. Her eyes instantly turned red, and drops of bean-sized drops fell out.
Tears, while walking unsteadily on the huge floor, I cried and shouted his name, "Dongfang Fan, where are you? Wuwu... Fan... Fan... Where are you? Wuwu, I beg you
"Baby...I, I'm here..." Dongfang Mi's weak voice suddenly came from a hidden corner.
"My...my..." she cried and ran over, running so fast that she almost tripped over the chair that fell to the ground.
Hearing her cry, Dongfang Mi felt a little self-blame. His eyes were vaguely wet, and he pushed the table that was blocking him with all his strength. He watched with mixed emotions as she stumbled toward him with tears on her face.
,"baby……"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
I almost felt a hole in pain, so I hurriedly knelt down on the ground, hugged him tightly, and tremblingly touched his handsome face stained with bright red blood, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...What's wrong? Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, what's wrong?"
"Baby, I...may be dying." He looked at her eyes that were red and swollen from crying, suppressing some strong distress, and said to her so cruelly, "I hurt so much...I...I think I saw my dad."
…”
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Don't say anything, the ambulance will be here soon... Wuwu..."
Dongfang Mi smiled softly, raised a blood-stained hand with difficulty, touched her tearful face tenderly with tears in her eyes, and then slowly wiped away the snot that almost flowed into her mouth, trying her best to hold it back.
With a smile, she said affectionately and weakly: "Baby... I love you... I love you like this too..."
"Woo woo... Mi, I am the same, woo woo, no matter what you look like, I love you, woo woo..." At this time, she no longer cares about her image, in her heart and in her mind,
There is only one him.
"Baby, kiss me..." He looked at her and said with longing eyes.
"Uh wu wu... uh wu wu..." At this moment, he was her God. She would do whatever he wanted her to do. She didn't even wipe her nose or tears. She immediately bent her head and kissed him passionately.
Bloody lips.
She cried and kissed him, the kiss was careful, the kiss was lingering, the kiss was precious, she put her little tongue into his lips, and gently painted the walls of his moist mouth, as if all the deep
All the love was poured into this kiss.
The Oriental fan enjoyed it so much that her tongue quickly became full of energy and wrapped around her little tongue.
"Uh wu wu... um... uh... fascination..." His kiss was so passionate. Mo Hanya choked with sobs and kissed him passionately. Her sad and painful heart was inexplicably confused, but she didn't think about it deeply.
What.
This kiss lasted until each other’s breath was almost taken away by God...
There was a lot of blood on Dongfang Mi's head.
At this moment, he was actually not completely acting. If he had the energy, he would definitely take her here. However, after fighting with that group of people for so long, he really didn't have the energy anymore, so he was extremely reluctant to end this fight.
Kiss, close your eyes weakly, and want to take a little rest.
"Oh, no..." The moment she saw him closing her eyes, Mo Hanya's whole heart seemed to be broken. With a hoarse cry, she hugged him tightly and cried until her heart broke, "Uh-oh, uh-huh."
Wuwu... Fan, I beg you, I beg you, uh oh wu wu, hold on... don't do this... uh uh wu wu wu, I can't live without you, and our baby can't live without you either...
Wuwu, Xihao and Yasi are still waiting for me to take you to see them, Wuwu... They can't live without you... Please live, please live, you haven't heard our baby call you daddy...
How can I die... Wuwu... No, no... Uh-huh, Wuwu, come back to life, come back to life..."
What did she say just now? Baby? Xihao and Yasi? She hasn't called me daddy yet?
Dongfang Mi was stunned for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes, holding back the overwhelming apology in his heart, looking at the heartbroken girl intently, and asked angrily: "Baby...you, what did you just say?"
What are you talking about? I, why can’t I understand?”
"Oh, uh-oh, thank God, Mi, it's great that you didn't die." At this time, Mo Hanya had no time to answer his question. When she saw him open his eyes, she knew that he was still alive and well. At that moment, he almost died.
My heart suddenly came to life, I hugged him tightly and kissed him again and again on the face, "Oh, woo... I love you, I love you, don't die, don't die..."
"Baby, I, I promise you won't die..." Hearing her say "I love you" again and again, he was extremely happy. He suppressed the joy that ascended to heaven and asked anxiously about his doubts, "Tell me