Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

The voice choked up, which showed that it was really wronged.

Mu Jingxi touched his head: "it's all right, don't cry."

Seeing that he was still sobbing, he comforted, "it's none of Shaoxi's business."

Qiao'an also said, "sister-in-law, don't blame Shaoxi. It's really not Shaoxi. It's little glutinous rice who is naughty."

Both the husband and wife spoke, and Lin Shuangshuang had no reason to continue to criticize.

She took back her eyes, "then I'll take Shaoxi back first and let the little glutinous rice have a good rest. She was frightened, too. "

Mu Shaoxi was led by Lin Shuangshuang and left step by step.

At this time, mujingxi had the opportunity to take a good look at the little glutinous rice, reach out and hold her cold little hand, "Qiao xiaonuo."

The low unhappy voice frightened the little glutinous rice to shrink his neck.

Subconsciously, he wanted to hide from Joan. However, he was still lying in bed. It was not very convenient to move. He moved and rubbed. His small body was as funny as a caterpillar.

Hold her shoulder and don't let her move. Joan sank her face. "Lie down and don't move."

Wronged flat mouth, "numb..."

"It's no use calling Ma Ma." Joan is on the same front with Mu Jingxi this time. She's too naughty!

If the guards hadn't rescued her in time this time, I'm afraid it would be more or less dangerous.

"Don't cry." When mujingxi saw her tearful eyes, golden beans whirled in her eyes and warned her coldly.

This time, the little glutinous rice was even more frightened.

Flat flat mouth, wow, wail.

"Mu Jingxi, what are you doing?" Joan was very distressed. The doctor said that the little glutinous rice was frightened. Did he still scare her so much and deliberately make her feel bad?

Rubbing his forehead, Mu Jingxi said tired, "don't let her have a long memory. The next time she meets a little frog or a little butterfly, she pours into the water."

Little glutinous rice struggled to hold her. Joan leaned over and held her in her arms. The little guy was really frightened and cried.

Her face was buried in Joanne's neck, and tears wet her skirt.

"Baby, stop crying. Ma Ma doesn't blame you, but you can't have another time. Can you promise Ma Ma? "

Little glutinous rice choked, "yes... Yes."

"Well, if you can promise, you are a good boy."

The cry was really sad. Mu Jingxi sighed and took the little glutinous rice from Joan's arms.

At first, the little guy didn't let him hold him. Mu Jingxi lowered his head and said, "are you angry?"

The little glutinous rice pursed his small mouth and stretched his face tightly.

Just won't talk.

Angry, and still sulking!

"Do you know how scared dad was when his servant aunt said you fell into the lake?"

Holding her face, Mu Jingxi whispered, "if something happens to you, what will you do with your father and Ma Ma?"

Even with small rice balls, his preference is small glutinous rice.

In a sense, the birth of xiaonuomi closely linked him with Joan.

Tied the two together.

Small glutinous rice is more important to him than small rice balls.

Although she was naughty at ordinary times, he just punished her to think about it against the wall, and there was no heavy punishment.

But it's about her life safety. He can't just give oral education.

"Dad is fierce."

"I hurt you because I was worried about you." Mu Jingxi squeezed her face hard.

Little glutinous rice frowned and shouted, "it hurts..."