First Marriage Pet: Black-bellied Baby Almighty Wife

Chapter 7 A Different Love Letter
Qin Mo shuddered inexplicably, and in the next second, he heard Jin Mohan say in a flat tone: "Then you are not afraid that Jin Yan will take the credit for writing such a big love letter?"

Qin Mo was so frightened that he almost fell down, mumbled something about a little traitor, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "No brother, Jin Yan cried tears and snot, I can't bear it, but I swear, I am I really didn't know he was using it for your marriage proposal."

Thinking of Jin Yan writing more than 20 love letters to all the good-looking nurses in the hospital, Qin Mo couldn't help laughing.

Jin Mohan, who is as abstinent as ice, unexpectedly had such an aggrieved day, it's rare!
The corner of Jin Mohan's mouth twitched, and he said, "It's really suitable for marriage, Aunt Qin will definitely like it!"

Qin Mo's face tightened, and he immediately knelt down: "Brother, I was wrong, and I will never collude with Jin Yan again in the future!"

His mother has been urging her to get married recently. If you want to know about the love letter, you must tie yourself back!
"Xiao Yang, go to the Qin Mansion!" Jin Mohan ordered.

Qin Mo was about to cry.

He quickly grabbed Jin Mohan's arm: "Except for Jin Yan, I guarantee that Miss Mu will live like the empress dowager during this time in the hospital!"

Jin Mohan didn't respond anymore, but there was a little more emotion in his eyes looking out of the car.

Qin Mo knew that it was Jin Mohan who had agreed to let him go, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, Qin Mo couldn't bear the loneliness, leaned forward again like a dog's leg, and said, "Mo Han, don't you not like to listen to what I say, like you who protect people behind their backs, but Do you know what we are called if you don't tell others?"

Jin Mohan looked at Qin Mo.

"Mensao, it's the kind of show in your bones, just like you now!"

The last few words gradually became smaller under Jin Mohan's increasingly fierce eyes, and finally they were almost inaudible. Qin Mo felt bad, and sure enough, the next second.

"Xiao Yang, go to the Qin Mansion!"

"Grandpa, it's alright if I call you grandpa, don't tell my mother!"...

In the next few days, Mu Xia was treated like an empress dowager in the VIP ward, while Lu Hao and Mu Wandong were blocked downstairs and couldn't get up at all.

If you are in a good mood, your injury will heal quickly, except for the burn on your forehead that has always been not bad.

After the final examination, Mu Xia was going to be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon.

"Young master, I beg you to come down, if you have another accident, I can't afford to pay for my life!"

There was a sudden noise outside, Mu Xia went out curiously to take a look, and was instantly startled.

On the high windowsill, a boy sat there, his two short legs dangling, precarious.

He was wearing the same hospital gown as himself, his body was dirty, his hair was messed up like a chicken coop, who else could it be except Jin Yan?

Just why did he climb so high?

Did his father hit him?
Mu Xia didn't dare to rush forward, for fear of disturbing the child.

The nurse next to him was enthusiastic, and went up to Mu Xia and said, "Miss Mu, have you been quarreling too? Hey, this kid is so used to the family, and even fights with others while living in the courtyard."

"fight?"

"That's right, those kids are all his classmates, they came to see him when they knew he was injured, and they started fighting after their parents came out for a while.

Those children were sent to see their injuries, but this child climbed onto the window sill by himself, without saying a word or letting anyone approach him, I really don't know what he was thinking. "

The more the nurse aunt talked, the more excited she became: "Let me tell you, this is the difference between having a mother and not having a mother. Hey, let me show you something. Just a few days ago, he wrote a love letter to a few nurses in the tone of Mr. Jin. What I wrote is called a dew!"

With that said, the nurse aunt took out her mobile phone and called up the photo album.

[I have been poisoned by you, and only by being with you, day and night, can I continue to live. ——Brother Mo who loves you]

Mu Xia took a look and saw that the writing was crooked. It was indeed a child's handwriting, and behind Brother Mo, there were two villains drawn.

One of the villains was sitting in the hands of another villain, and his two eyebrows were raised happily. If he guessed correctly, Jin Yan wanted to express the meaning of 'holding you in the palm of his hand'.

Looking up at Jin Yan, he was looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle on the window sill. For some reason, Mu Xia saw a sense of loneliness from that shadow.

Is it because he wants the feeling of being held in the palm of his hand?
"You said that if mother is in charge of this, what about this?"

The nurse was still talking, but Mu Xia interrupted her: "It's not up to him to choose whether he has a mother or not. He's still just a child. Is it appropriate for you to say that about him?"

"This……"

Mu Xia ignored the nurse and walked towards Jin Yan.

Although there are some things that are powerless, she still hopes that everyone can be more tolerant when facing children.

"Kid, is the air fresh up there?"

Jin Yan was just about to rack his brains to think about how to explain to Jin Mohan later, when a voice of nature suddenly appeared in his ears.

He looked down and blinked his big black eyes: "Sister Fairy?"

Isn't she in the common ward downstairs? Why did she suddenly come to the top floor?

"Can I go up and sit down?"

Mu Xia smiled at Jin Yan, and seeing Jin Yan standing there stupidly, quite naive, her heart was so soft.

"It's too small here."

The little guy twitched his lips, hummed twice, turned his head and continued to look up at 45 degrees.

Mu Xia thought he was unwilling, and was thinking about how to get closer to the child, when she heard a soft voice again: "But you can stand on the Hot Wheels, just like Nezha!"

Mu Xia was stunned, Hot Wheels?Nezha?

I don't know why the little guy's thinking jumped there, but Mu Xia also understood what he meant.

Signaling the doctor to move a table over, she stepped on it.

"It turns out that the air above is like this, I really want to be like this every day!"

Mu Xia didn't approach blindly, it looked as if she really just came up to feel the air.

The little guy looked at Mu Xia for a long time, then snorted slightly with disdain: "You can sit on Dad's neck and let him hold it high, and you can breathe every day!"

Mu Xia was taken aback, and reached out to touch the little guy's head: "But my sister's father has gone to the sky to become a fairy, and my sister can't sit down anymore."

"That's it!"

The little guy's attention was completely diverted, his mouth was pursed, and he looked so embarrassed that Mu Xia put his whole arm around his shoulders and didn't resist.

"I have a solution!"

Jin Yan seemed to have solved some problem in the world, his smart eyes sparkled brightly: "I can lend you my father and let him hold you high, or else it's fine, my father is very tall."

When he said this, Jin Yan was proud of not checking himself.

Mu Xia was slightly taken aback, his father, that violent man, held her high?
Tsk tsk tsk, I get goosebumps just thinking about it.

But she didn't know that there was a man standing just a few steps away.

He was wearing a black suit, with a suffocatingly heroic face, with an infinitely noble temperament, but there was always a faint light in his pair of phoenix eyes, which inevitably made people feel a little cold.

(End of this chapter)