Cried out, nervous mood also seemed to vent a lot.

Joan held Mu Jingxi tightly, raised her eyes and looked at him with a lot to say.

But he was ashamed to speak in front of everyone.

Mu Jingxi lowered his voice and spoiled his eyes. "What do you want to say?"

"I'm not nervous."

Joan's voice was as thin as a mosquito and a fly, and her face was a little red.

This silly appearance successfully pleased Mu Jingxi. It was hard to help but drop a precious kiss on her forehead.

That's good.

The operation time was approaching. The nurse pushed Joan and Sheng Lingyun into the operating room. Mu Jingxi guarded the door until the door closed.

Little glutinous rice put his little hand into his warm palm. Mujingxi was stunned and immediately looked down at the little guy at his feet.

"Dad..." little glutinous rice raised his head and his eyes were red.

The little milk sound has been stained with wisps of crying.

This father heard Mu Jingxi's heart ache. He leaned over and held her in his arms, coaxing her softly, "I'm not afraid, dad is with you."

Little glutinous rice put his head in the nest of his neck and nodded his head.

There is no naughty and naughty appearance in the past. It's incredibly clever.

Father and daughter looked at the closed door of the operating room quietly, with a heavy heart.

The long operation is like years.

The housekeeper brought food. Mu Jingxi had no appetite. He didn't eat it, but the little glutinous rice was hungry.

With a small hand touching his belly, his voice was soft and waxy, "Dad, I'm hungry."

The little belly made a gurgling sound.

"You eat first, good."

Little glutinous rice shook his head. "Hello, Dad."

Mu Jingxi sighed, "OK, Dad, feed you."

The nine hour operation was finally over.

Qiao'an and Sheng Lingyun were pushed out of the operating room by doctors and nurses. Everyone gathered around them, "doctor, how's the operation?"

"The operation was very successful. Mrs. Shao and Mr. Sheng haven't had anesthesia yet. Now we need to go back to the ward to rest."

The high hanging heart falls back to the chest.

Little glutinous rice struggled. Mu Jingxi bent over with her. She stretched her neck, pursed her mouth and tweeted on Joan's pale face.

Mu Jingxi also kissed, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Yunshu, where are you going?"

In front of the hospital, Mu Jingnan grabbed situ Yunshu's arm and pulled her back.

Situ Yunshu turned around and looked coldly, "let go."

"Where are you going?" Instead of letting go, Mu Jingnan held her tightly and pulled her to his car.

He raised his foot and kicked it mercilessly.

"I told you to let go of me!"

"Don't let go."

Mu Jingnan raced her into the car, fastened her seat belt, quickly bypassed the front of the car, got on the car and dropped the central lock.

"Deputy Minister mu, what are you doing? Kidnapping? "

Skillfully turned the car, Mu Jingnan looked straight at the road ahead, "if you are willing to cooperate, I won't do that."

"Did vice minister Mu admit the kidnapping?"

Mu Jingnan didn't answer, "where do you live?"

Situ Yunshu didn't believe that he would be so kind and send her back to her apartment.

So, pursed his lips and looked out of the window.

"No?"

Mu Jingxi turned his head and looked at her.

The mottled light and shadow hit her face and flowed past.

It is not stunning beauty, but it has an unforgettable chic beauty.

Mu Jingxi took back his eyes, "then go back to the official residence."

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