Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

With the more data checked, the staff's face became more and more pale. "This is the data updated a year ago. Seventeen people died unexpectedly. There are twelve, all for different reasons, and they can't donate bone marrow. "

"Why?"

"Three were infected with sexually transmitted diseases, five were addicted to drugs, and several died because they violated the law, committed suicide or were killed."

Mu Jingxi frowned fiercely, so Joan had no hope?

"Three little, I'm very sorry! It is our negligence that these data are not updated at the first time. " The staff stood up and kept bowing and apologizing.

Mu Jingxi turned and left, and his steps were somewhat vain.

"San Shao, are you okay?" Jiang Xun, who was guarding the door, saw that he was pale and reached out to help him.

He raised his hand and waved it away.

The man's eyes were cold, pursed his lips without saying a word, and hurried away.

No, how could it not.

Joan's parents didn't match successfully. Do you want the bone marrow of little glutinous rice?

He didn't want to let little glutinous rice suffer unless he had to.

But if

Autumn is getting stronger and the temperature drops suddenly.

An autumn rain came without warning.

The rain washed the withered and yellow leaves and wetted the man's handsome face.

Black hair, wet by rain, dripping with water.

He stood there, his tall body as if stiff as a statue.

Jiang Xun held his umbrella high above his head to block the rain. "Three little, the rain is too heavy. You'd better get on the bus first."

"Jiang Xun." Mu Jingxi has a low voice.

"Three little, you say."

Looking up at the dark sky, "do you think Joanne will blame me?"

"You want to..." realizing what he was thinking, Jiang Xun lowered his head. "I don't think Miss Qiao will blame you. After all, you are for her good."

"No." Mu Jingxi smiled bitterly, "little glutinous rice is her life."

Don't say it's still uncertain that the bone marrow match of xiaonuomi doesn't match. Even if the bone marrow match of xiaonuomi is successful, Joan won't necessarily accept it.

Little glutinous rice is so small that he can't bear it, let alone Joan.

She won't accept it.

"San Shao, things haven't reached the last step. Maybe there will be a turn for the better."

"I hope..."

Mu Jingxi returned to Kyoto, three days after he left.

Back at the mansion, Joan was still resting in her bedroom.

Since the temperature dropped, the temperature in the bedroom has been raised.

Joan is afraid of the cold. The temperature in the bedroom is too high for mujingxi.

He raised his hand and untied two shirt buttons. He came to the bed gently. Just about to reach out and caress her face, the sleeping man opened his eyes.

The beautiful dark eyes looked at him like this.

The four eyes were opposite, and no one broke the silence.

Until finally, Joan couldn't bear it anymore. She turned her back to him.

Since you don't want to talk, don't look at her.

Anyway, it's for nothing.

Three days, he left for three whole days.

She called him the first day and turned it off. After that, she never called again.

Like angry, like angry, in short, she doesn't want to chase him.

"Angry?"

But with a low smile, Mu Jingxi reached out and stroked her face, "sorry, I didn't tell you where I'm going."

"I don't want to know."

Joanne clapped his hand, sat up and was about to get out of bed.

"Joe, Joe..." the man's hand stretched out, and Joan ran away.

One of them didn't pay attention, his body lost its center of gravity, and the whole person fell heavily to the ground.

"Be careful!"