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Chapter 794 Where Did This Child Come From?

Chapter 794 Where Did This Child Come From?

Looking at the child on the bed in horror, Mo Wenxian saw the little baby boy who looked like he was still crying in his swaddle.

There was a bang in his mind, and Mo Wenxian, who finally calmed down, screamed again, and shouted loudly, "Where did this kid come from?"

"Daddy, is that the younger brother?" Mo Xiaomei wrinkled her face and complained, "Daddy, you are so weird today."

Mo Wenxian's hands and feet were cold, he was too scared to speak.

how come!His son obviously died when he was born, and he buried the baby's body with his own hands, so there is absolutely no way he can remember it wrongly.

"My husband, I think you are too cold and hungry. Meier, take your father to wash your hands and eat." Qiao shook her head helplessly, then came to the bed, hugged her son and coaxed her, and unbuttoned her clothes Breastfeed your son.

Mo Wenxian was taken by Mo Xiaomei to wash his hands in front of the basin, his mind went blank, until he finished eating, he couldn't remember what he ate, he just felt like chewing wax, everything in front of him made him sick to his stomach .

On the other hand, Qiao Shi was holding the full-fed baby boy, chatting and laughing with Mo Xiaomei, and the mother and daughter helped Mo Wenxian pick up vegetables from time to time, caring about his body.

The warmth of his family that he hadn't felt for ten years only made Mo Wenxian shudder, and made him lie down on the bed after eating, his mind still blank.

As the night darkened, the family was lying on a big bed, Qiao Shi was holding her son in her arms, and Mo Xiaomei was sleeping obediently between the husband and wife.

Only Mo Wenxian was sleeping beside the bed, his eyes were wide open and he couldn't fall asleep.

Obviously the whole family was covered with a quilt, but the quilt was still as cold as an ice cellar, without the temperature that a living person should have.

Seeing his wife and child lying beside him, Mo Wenxian was so quiet that he didn't even breathe. Finally, he gritted his teeth and sat up, raised his hand and bit his fingertips hard.

He wants to see what kind of evildoer this is next to him, who dares to make trouble in front of him!

Raising his hand to wipe a trace of blood on his forehead, Mo Wenxian opened his eyes and looked at the bed again.

The originally warm scene suddenly changed, and the three people on the bed all changed their appearances!

I saw bloodstains all over the clean bedding, and the white underwear on Qiao's body was stained red with blood. There was a deep bone wound on her stomach, which spread to the lower body. The bed, she seemed to have a big belly before she died, and there was a bright red organ in the mixed internal organs, which looked like a torn bag with its mouth open, and the body of a baby boy came out of it. Fully developed, at this moment suddenly opened those eyes with pitch-black eyes, and showed a sinister smile to Mo Wenxian.

"Hee hee hee, Daddy, you actually peeked, you are so bad." Mo Xiaomei's laughter came right after, and Mo Wenxian was so frightened that he wanted to leave, but was caught by his daughter's long tongue legs.

"Msister, do I look good? Do you remember? You made me into this with your own hands. Tell me whether I am beautiful or not. Tell me, tell me quickly!" Qiao took out the smiling face from her body. The baby boy, with a smile, rushed towards Mo Wenxian.

"Ah! Don't come here, don't come here!" Mo Wenxian closed his eyes in fright, he fell off the bed and picked up the hatchet at the foot of the bed, and slashed at the two monsters in front of him indiscriminately.

While chopping and screaming, Mo Wenxian didn't know how many chops he had made. He finally opened his eyes when he heard the miserable cries of his wife and daughter.

I saw that Mo Xiaomei had been cut to pieces by him and fell into a pool of blood, while Qiao Shi was standing in front of him, the hatchet in his hand sank into Qiao Shi's neck, and as he raised his hand, Qiao Shi A large amount of blood spewed out from Shi's neck, and he fell into a pool of blood with regret.

(End of this chapter)

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