Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

"Then you must not quarrel, or I will be angry." Burning has always been sensible. Seeing Mu Yansheng say so, he put down his pen and stood up from his seat. He told him with some worry, with a little uneasiness on his face.

"No, don't worry." Mu Yansheng prevaricated on his mouth, and almost forced him out of the door. Seeing that he had gone far, he was relieved in his heart.

"If you just let him go out alone, aren't you afraid of any accident?" Fu uniform Zun was obviously dissatisfied. In his eyes, burning was just a child over seven years old and had just reunited with himself, so he was worried more than Mu Yansheng.

"In the hospital these days, he goes out by himself every day. Besides, he's so old. What can happen?" Mu Yansheng doesn't think so. She thinks that burning is a boy. She should run outside. There's no need to worry about anything.

"I've never seen you be a mother like this." Fu Yunzun looked at her expression and couldn't help but make complaints about the mouth.

"That's how I'm a mother. What's the matter? Our children in ordinary families are not so expensive. There's no need to let a group of nannies and bodyguards follow behind their hips every day for fear of bumping." Mu Yansheng mercilessly turned back, slightly turned his face, raised his head, and crossed a trace of coldness and stubbornness in his eyes.

Fu even Zun also heard her insinuation. Although she was talking about burning on the surface, she was actually mocking his previous life. He went straight over and hugged her slender waist. In fact, a surprise came, which made her feel at a loss.

"Let go of me. This is the ward. What are you doing?" Mu Yansheng's heart was really touched. Xiumei frowned and struggled in his arms, but his voice was still low, for fear that passing nurses and patients would hear it.

"Burning is my son, which means that he is not a child of ordinary people, so if you let him knock, I will punish you." Fu qinzun slowly came to her ear without letting go. The warm breath lingered in her ear and stirred her sensitive nerves. The broken hair on her temples was blown up, tickling her ears and making every inch of her skin nervous.

Suddenly, two red clouds appeared on her white face, her hands tightly clenched the corners of her clothes, and her eyes flashed. She didn't know what to do. The image of Gao Leng, which had been disguised before, suddenly collapsed, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, as if covering up the deer in her heart.

When Fu qiaozun finished, her strength in her hand was a little smaller. She thought he was going to let go and subconsciously pushed him on his chest. Unexpectedly, he suddenly came close to her side face and printed a shallow kiss on her face.

Under Mu Yansheng's pushing, he still let her go. This kiss seemed to show his nostalgia and love in his heart. Instead of talking, he turned around and left here in a hurry, leaving only a back for her to recall.

Seeing that he had gone far, Mu Yansheng couldn't help but step back. Her heart beat faster. It seemed that she had hung to her throat and was about to jump out of her chest. She slowly raised her head and touched the side face that Fu qizun kissed just now. She couldn't help hesitating.

"No, no, I can't be soft hearted. What if he admits his mistake now? He still didn't believe me before. Did I have to make up with him just because of this kiss? Absolutely not. I've been soft hearted so many times and I can't do it again." Mu Yansheng's eyes jumped around and hinted at himself all the time. He tried to suppress the fire in his heart, pretended not to care, and pressed down his emotions.

Since Anteng's fingers moved, Mu Yansheng has been watching him step by step. He is looking forward to his waking up quickly all the time, so he has not given some people a chance.

"Miss mu, go and have a look. There was an accident when burning was playing in the back garden." Just as she was watching in the ward, a nurse suddenly rushed in and said to her in a hurry. She looked very flustered.

"What?! how could this happen?" Mu Yansheng was nervous when she heard this. Anyway, her son was the most important, so she immediately stood up and rushed out without paying attention to the situation in the ward.

She ran to the garden as fast as she could. When she saw burning burning sitting on the ground, she burst into tears. Blood was seeping on her thighs, and the veins on her neck burst, tearing her heart and lungs

"Flaming -" she shouted, ran to flaming immediately, picked him up, and hurriedly took him to the doctor.

"He's just a little skin injury. It's no big deal. In the future, just give him a hint to wipe the medicine." The doctor treated his wound and gave them some gauze and medicine.

Mu Yansheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just now she was really frightened and made her completely lose her mind.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I was careless and worried you." Burning looked at her face, stopped crying, and even took the initiative to apologize to her, but this not only did not reduce her sadness, but made her more remorse. Such a clever and sensible child had to live such a life with her. She felt that she was really sorry for her child.

"No, it's my mother who doesn't take good care of you. Let's go back quickly." She stood up with burning flame in her arms, sucked her nose, and tried not to let her tears fall. She didn't want to show her fragile side in front of her children, nor did she want burning flame to feel uncomfortable.

She sent burnburn back to the ward without much thought. After setting burnburn, she turned around, but she heard an unexpected sound from Antang's heartbeat monitor. She hurriedly looked over and found that the line showing the heartbeat on the top suddenly became flat without any trace of fluctuation. She immediately knew something big had happened in her heart and looked flustered, Immediately turned around and ran out.

"Doctor, help, doctor -" she shouted excitedly in the corridor. Her heart couldn't help hanging to her throat. The veins on her white neck burst, and the palms of her hands burst into cold sweat. I don't know when fine beads of sweat came out on her forehead. She even had a short breath. She was tight from her scalp to her toes.