Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

“……”

Ninjo didn't respond.

"Hey." Aunt Liu sighed, turned her head to Yu shaomo, who was still sleeping, and said reluctantly, "I was supposed to stay here last night, but Mo Shao kicked us out without saying a word! He already knew he was wrong. Miss Ning, you have something to eat. When Mo Shao wakes up, you can have a good talk with him... Children, you will have some in the future. "

Children will have

Ning Qiaoqiao's dim eyes flashed, raised his pale little hand around him, gradually put it on his lower abdomen, and his godless eyes looked at the ceiling above his head.

Aunt Liu looked at Ning Qiaoqiao, went aside, took out the porridge, handed it to Ning Qiaoqiao, and persuaded, "Miss Ning, just eat some. Things always have to be solved. We'll talk about anything after we eat."

Aunt Liu's craft is naturally not much. The fragrant porridge was put in front of Ning Qiao. She looked at the bowl in Aunt Liu's hand and nodded.

Seeing that she was willing to eat, Aunt Liu showed a happy smile. First, she put the bowl on the bedside table and reached out to help Ning Qiaoqiao out of bed.

"Move gently and let Mo Shao sleep more." Liu Yi was afraid that Ning Qiaoqiao would wake Yu shaomo up.

The unspeakable pain caused Ning Qiao not to move, and her bones seemed to be scratched by a blade, which showed that she was seriously injured.

Countless fists waved to her in his mind. Ning Qiao frowned tightly and sat down at the head of the bed with the help of Aunt Liu.

"Come on, be careful and eat slowly." Aunt Liu handed the bowl to Ning Qiao.

Ning Qiao didn't say anything. He reached for it, lowered his head and ate in silence.

Her willingness to eat is a great wedding for Aunt Liu, which means that at least her attitude is not so bad.

Aunt Liu looked at Ning Qiaoqiao, who was eating, and turned her head to see Yu shaomo. She whispered to Ning Qiaoqiao, "Miss Ning, in fact, this time it can't blame Mo Shao."

"Ding."

Ning Qiaoqiao had a meal, and the spoon fell into the small bowl, making a crisp impact.

She didn't look up and stared at the small bowl.

Aunt Liu couldn't bear to look at Ning Qiaoqiao. None of them suffered from such a thing.

But what can we do?

Aunt Liu sighed and continued: "Miss Ning, when Mo Shao got off the plane, your sister Han Lu went to see Mo Shao. It seems that she took something to show Mo Shao and slandered that your child is not Mo Shao. It seems that you have an affair with other men! Mo Shao sees the evidence... You know how much mo Shao cares about you, so he hurts you like this! "

"I thought he was suddenly ill, but later I knew that he was stimulated by your sister! Miss Ning, Mo Shao didn't mean to hurt you and your child. He just... "

Aunt Liu couldn't say any more. Finally, she could only sigh.

Ning Qiaoqiao said nothing, and his long messy hair hung on both sides of his swollen cheeks.

Aunt Liu said that she didn't respond and didn't know what she was thinking. She had to sigh and wait silently.

I don't know how long it was before Ning Qiao started eating again. He scooped the porridge with a small spoon and sent it to his mouth one by one.

After eating half a bowl of porridge, she put down her spoon and carried the porridge bowl to the bedside table. Aunt Liu rushed over.

After looking at the porridge in the bowl, Aunt Liu frowned and wanted to persuade Ning Qiaoqiao to eat more, but when she saw Ning Qiaoqiao's look, she swallowed back her words.

Aunt Liu cleaned up the bowl, looked at Ning Qiao and said, "Miss Ning, you should have a rest and wake up later."

Ning Qiao's eyes flashed, raised his head and looked at Aunt Liu. His hoarse and ugly voice said with some difficulty: "Aunt Liu, I want to go downstairs."

"Go downstairs?" Aunt Liu looked at Ning Qiaoqiao in amazement. She glanced at Yu shaomo who hadn't woken up. She hesitated, nodded and said, "well, go down and walk. You're in a better mood. It's cold in the morning. I'll put on your coat. Wait for me."

Ning Qiao nodded, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. The pain made her frown.

There is no coat here. Aunt Liu can only find another sick suit coat for you to wear. It's funny to wear it like this, but she can't care so much.

Ning Qiao refused Aunt Liu's help and walked towards the door of the ward with his teeth.

After she left the ward, Yu shaomo eagle's eyes lying by the bed suddenly opened, and her cold eyes looked at the door with complex eyes.

As early as Ning Qiaoqiao sat up for breakfast, Yu shaomo was awakened by her movement. He didn't move. He wanted to hear whether Ning Qiaoqiao would ask Aunt Liu about him, or scold and blame him in front of Aunt Liu.

But none.

She didn't ask Aunt Liu about him.

Even Aunt Liu had explained the whole story clearly, and she didn't respond.

Yu shaomo's handsome face could not hide his fatigue. He frowned and stared at the direction of the door, his thin lips tight.

The morning just after dawn is the time when the hospital has the most people coming and going. The patients who go for examination, the family members who come to visit, and the people who make meals

Ning Qiaoqiao walked through these people and received many surprised eyes.

"God, how could this girl be beaten like this?"

"Is this domestic violence? Poor woman! "

"Nonsense, it seems that you are not old. How can it be domestic violence and beaten by your parents?"

"My boyfriend doesn't have to fight!"

……

There were suspicions around. Ning Qiaoqiao seemed not to hear these sounds. He just quietly walked into the elevator, and then came out of the elevator when the elevator reached the first floor and walked towards the garden behind the inpatient department.

Aunt Liu followed behind Ning Qiao. She couldn't say anything to comfort her now.

In fact, there is nothing to persuade. Anyway, the facts are already in front of us.

Ning Qiaoqiao went to the garden downstairs and sat down on the dew bench. He looked straight at the grass in front of him and didn't speak.

The newly rising sun set on her thin shoulder. It was warm yellow sunshine, but people felt a breath of death.

Aunt Liu frowned and sighed helplessly.

I don't know if Mo Shao is awake now. If he can't see Miss Ning, he will be worried.

Aunt Liu quietly stopped a passing female nurse and told her that if she saw Yu shaomo, she would tell Yu shaomo that Miss Ning is in the garden now.

Unexpectedly, Yu shaomo is looking at Ning Qiao, above her head and in front of the window.

Yu shaomo stood in front of the window in a thin shirt, his sleeves rolled up to the center of his arms, his hands inserted in his trouser pockets, slightly lowered his head, and his complex eagle eyes stared at Ning Qiao on the downstairs chair.