Heart-stealing Love: The Wanted Runaway Wife

Xiao ran frowned and looked at the little boy coming towards him. The doubt in his eyes became bigger and bigger.

Liu Ye saw Mo Xiaochu walk into the house. Her eating hand stopped in the air. She didn't know what to do next?

She naturally knew that Mo Xiaochu was Xiao Ran's son. Her heart was like a drum, banging and jumping.

She turned her head and looked at Xiao ran. Xiao ran looked puzzled. It was obvious that she had forgotten Mo Xiaochu.

Mo Xiaochu came to Xiao ran. He was almost as tall as Xiao ran sitting in a chair, but his eyes were much more fierce than Xiao ran.

Xiao ran was obviously frightened by the little boy's eyes. He didn't understand how such a small child could have such sharp eyes?

He said, slightly picking his eyebrows, which did not contradict the child's eyes, "what's the matter with you coming to me?"

The bleak thin lips closed together. He stretched out his hand and wanted to hold the little boy in his arms.

But Mo Xiaochu turned around, but avoided his arms, and Xiao Ran's hand stopped awkwardly in the air.

He wasn't angry either. There was a smile in his eyes,

"Why did you put my mother in such a remote frontier? Don't ask. " Mo Xiaochu opened his mouth. His tone was full of anger, and his eyes seemed to burn sparks.

Xiao ran frowned. There was doubt in his eyes. "Your mother."

Xiao Ran's eyes became extremely deep and bottomless, "who's your mother?"

His tone was slightly cold, his words fell, fiercely let go and stood up.

The willow leaf looked at the movement of Xiao ran and became nervous at the moment. Her hands were tangled together, and there were big sweat on her forehead.

Mo Xiaochu looked at Xiao ran and didn't seem to be lying at all. His eyes looked at Xiao ran in front of him, as if he wanted to penetrate his body and look straight into her heart.

What's the matter with this man? How to pretend that he didn't know himself, Mo Xiaochu's body paused, his hand hanging on his side tightly clenched into a fist, and his calm face strode close to Xiao ran.

"My mother is mo Jing,"

Xiao Ran's deep eyes moved and frowned, looking at Mo Xiaochu's serious face.

Why is this woman again? It turns out that woman is his mother. What is his relationship with that woman?

Just now, a warm and excited heart was stabbed into the general by a cold and sharp iron hook. The flesh and blood was blurred, and the painful bleak body took a step backward violently.

The sweat on his forehead seeped out, as if someone was holding a hook to hook it.

When the willow leaf saw such a desolate, she hurried forward and hugged it in her arms.

At this time, Xiao Ran's face was pale without a trace of blood,

"Xiao ran, how are you? Are you okay? " Willow leaf's tone was very nervous, and her eyes stared at Xiao ran.

Aunt Mei saw this and hurried over.

"Aunt Mei, drive out the wild child who doesn't know where he came from," Liu Ye said coldly, turning around and holding Xiao ran up the second floor.

Although Xiao Ran's face was pale, he still stood in place with his body, and his speech speed was a little more serious. "It's so dark, don't let him leave. It's very dangerous now."

Xiao ran finished this sentence, and all his strength was exhausted and fell heavily on the floor.

His heavy body fell on the marble floor and made a clear sound.

Willow leaves slightly narrowed their eyes and looked at Xiao ran lying on the ground. Their eyes were full of doubts.

But anxiety didn't make her wait for a few minutes. She hurried up the second floor with Aunt Mei.

Willow leaves put Xiao ran on the bed hard. Looking at Xiao ran who lost any luck, willow leaves tightened their eyebrows.

I don't know if it's the effect of the pill that makes Xiao ran so painful now. Looking at Xiao ran so painful, Liu Ye feels unspeakable pain in her heart.

Willow leaf turned her back and looked outside. At this time, it was close to dusk. It was getting dark. Her eyes looked ahead every day. She didn't know what she was thinking.

Mo Xiaochu turned and wanted to leave, but Aunt Mei stopped him. "Young master, just stay here. Xiao Ran has said he won't let you leave."

Mo Xiaochu raised his head, his eyes full of cold, "I want to leave, I don't go back, Ke Ganma will be worried."

Aunt Mei shook her head firmly. She had already regarded the young master as her little master, and naturally the life of the little master also came first.

"You can't leave now."

Mo Xiaochu looked at Aunt Mei's firmness on her face and sighed deeply. No matter how she was a child, if Aunt Mei insisted on blocking, she couldn't leave the door half a step.

Mo Xiaochu sighed deeply. He had to go back to the sofa dejectedly.

"Well, give me your phone and I'll tell Aunt Ke Chen that she's safe."

When Aunt Mei saw the young master compromise, she naturally looked very happy. She turned to get the phone and put it in the young master's hand,

Ke Chen and Jian Qing react from their anxieties and find that it's getting dark and they haven't cooked for Mo Xiaochu yet.

Ke Chen rushed into the kitchen. When she took the food out of the kitchen and knocked on Mo Xiaochu's door, she found that Mo Xiaochu didn't know when she was no longer in her room.

Ke Chen was like an ant on a hot pot. He was so anxious that tears fell down.

Seeing this appearance, Jian Qing became calm. "Don't worry, we'll go out for a walk now. He's a child. It's not far. Besides, there's surveillance around here. "

When Jian Qing said this, his voice trembled slightly. After all, Mo Xiaochu had an accident. If such a thing happened again, he would undoubtedly be very flustered.

Ke Chen restrained his sweat and picked up his coat.

He said he was leaving. At this time, he heard the voice of the telephone in the living room, and the telephone rang.

Ke Chen and Jian Qing looked at each other. They didn't know why. They felt that it was mo Xiaochu

Ke Chen hurried forward to answer the phone. Sure enough, he heard a familiar voice from the other side of the phone.

"Godmother, it's me." Little Chu Tiantian's voice came over the phone.

Ke Chen's tears couldn't help flowing down, just like a broken bead, "where the hell have you been? Do you know how worried godmother is? "

Mo Xiaochu heard Ke Chen's anxious words and lowered his little head with guilt.