Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Small short legs really can't run. Just stop, play tricks, and stamp your feet to hug.

Qiao Anmei's eyes narrowed slightly, "what if she was tired?"

The little Glutinous Rice said, "is Ma Ma very tired?"

"Yes, Ma Ma is still a patient and can't hold you."

Little glutinous rice hung his head and looked like a poor man abandoned by the whole world.

Mu Jingxi coughed, "little glutinous rice, Dad hold you."

Whoosh, the little head was raised in an instant, and his eyes were shining at him, "really?"

"Of course."

Mu Jingxi squatted down, picked her up with one arm and soared into the air. Little glutinous rice hurriedly stretched out his hand and hugged his neck, which was different from Ma Ma's embrace.

Little glutinous rice sat firmly on Mu Jingxi's arm, felt her father's strength and held her firmly.

His index finger poked Mu Jingxi's arm, and his small mouth exclaimed, "eh!"

"What's the matter?" Mu Jingxi emptied his hand and held qiao'an's hand. Hearing the exclamation of little glutinous rice in his arms, he lowered his head and stared at her attentively.

On the small face carved with powder and jade, a faint look of loss appeared.

The ruddy little mouth tooted slightly, and the little glutinous rice asked, "it's different from hemp."

"What's different?"

"It's soft."

Mu Jingxi smiled in a low voice, only thinking how her daughter could be so cute.

Cute enough to make people want to kiss her.

He bowed his head and kissed her on the top of her hair. "Because dad is a man, his arm strength is bigger than yours, so it's different from yours."

Little glutinous rice tilted his head and looked at Joan.

Joanne nodded. "Your father is right."

Little glutinous rice grinned and understood, "so it is."

"Well!" Joanne is serious.

Back in the ward, Joan was eager to paint. Mu Jingxi set up a drawing board for her, and she pushed her out of the ward.

The man put one hand on the door frame and the other against the door she was going to close. "Why can't I see it?"

"You just can't see it. You can't come in until I draw it."

"What about the little glutinous rice?"

"She's with me." Joanne took it for granted.

Mu Jingxi: "

Well, you won.

The door of the ward closes in front of him. Mu Jingxi turns around and prepares to go downstairs for a cigarette.

Just a few steps away, a nurse came in a hurry and stopped him, "three little, please stay!"

He paused and Mu Jingxi turned to look.

The nurse said, "three little, please go to the doctor's office."

Mu Jingxi's thin lips pursed slightly and nodded gently. It was probably the matching result.

Considering this, his mood is a little complicated and a little nervous.

Afraid to hear bad news.

With complex emotions, Mu Jingxi came to the doctor's office.

"San Shao, here you are."

The doctor looked happy and took the matching result report, "Congratulations! Mr. Sheng's bone marrow matched with Miss Qiao successfully! "

Although we had made various predictions before coming.

Good and bad.

At the moment, hearing the doctor's congratulations, the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Always calm and self-sustaining man, at this moment, his voice trembled with excitement, "are you sure?"

Won't it go wrong?

"It has been determined. Miss Qiao's bone marrow transplantation can be finalized."

Unable to restrain his joy, Mu Jingxi picked up his mobile phone and told Sheng Lingyun the good news for the first time.