"..."

The mr palace stood like a statue, and Mu Qian’s brows were tighter.

Luo Lie said, "I am not alarmist. Mrs. Gong will not take care of anyone. Now even if Mr. Gong stands in front of her, she will only escape! No one can let her let go of negative emotions! No medicine can be doctor!"

After that, Luo Li rushed away.

......

In the children's bedroom, a small figure stands in front of a small table, puts a beautiful dress on the doll in his hand, and whispers while wearing his mouth. "Little princess, I dressed you beautifully and gave it to mom. , mom will be very happy. Give you a nice crown."#_#67356

Dressing up the dolls beautifully, Miyako turned around happily and saw a person standing at the door of the room.

To be precise, it is a robot.

"Mr Palace is good."

When I saw the robot, Miyako smiled and said hello.

The mr palace walked toward her, the steps were a little stiff, and Miyako had a pair of innocent eyes. The tall body stopped in front of her, slowly kneeling down on one knee, kneeling in front of Miyako, and her eyes swept her. Little face.

"What are you going to do?" Miyako asked in a small head with a small head.

"..."

The mr palace looked at her silently, slowly lifting her own steel hand and touching her little face. Her whole face was almost buried in the palm of his hand.

Miyakoji smiled, "It’s so cool, mr palace."

The mr palace didn't have the handle off, so she held her face and the action seemed to be fixed.

Miyako let it take a while and then escaped. Both hands raised a beautiful doll and asked, "Mr Palace, do you say that mom will like my little princess? Will the little princess make mom happy?"

"Do you know she is not happy?"

Mr Palace asked on one knee.

Wen Yan, the simple innocent smile on the face of Gong Kui slowly converges, freeing a hand to stand in front of his small mouth and making a squeaking gesture. "Hey, don't tell others."

"..."

The mr palace listened silently. #67356

"Mr Palace, I only tell you this." Gong Kui bowed his head and played with the doll in his arms. "The adults said that we are on vacation, and the holiday moms are going to play with dad, this time only mom. With us, I know she is not happy."

"..."

"I don't want her to be unhappy, but I can't find dad." Gong Kui suddenly stumbled to the side, picked up a TV remote control and walked to the mr palace. "The phone here can't be beaten, I Even this is pressed, it is useless."

Mr Palace looked at her little hand and pressed the mobile phone number of Miyako on the TV remote control.

She has been looking for her father.

"Mr Palace, mom said dad will come to pick us up, but none of them. You said, is dad not wanting us?" Gongkui looked at it and asked.

The mr palace kneels in front of her, and the movement has not changed for a long time. When I heard this, it was silent for a long time and asked, "Do you hate him?"

"Do you mean to be angry? I don't know." Gong Kui seems to have found a good channel to confide, sitting down in front of the mr palace, his face is a child's expression, "I was afraid of dad." I don't like me, now I'm afraid he doesn't like mom, mom is pregnant, pregnant mom can't be unhappy."

Pregnant mothers can't be unhappy.

Even the children understand the truth.

The mr palace is silently silent, and Miyako is talking to himself. "I don't know if we have been abandoned. I dare not ask mom, I am afraid she is even more sad."

"Have you been injured?"

Mr Palace suddenly asked.

Miyako's big eyes looked at it with an unclear look. Mr Palace explained, "You were caught by the bad guys before, are you injured?"

Upon hearing this, Miyako’s eyes flashed a glimpse of fear immediately, her hands firmly clasped in the arms of the arms, and then shook her head hard. “I didn’t, I didn’t.”

"Don't be afraid, bad guys won't..."

"You don't tell mom!" Miyako severely interrupted it. The young age was a bit embarrassing. "Otherwise, I won't play with you in the future!"

She was very scared, but she did not dare to show it. She was afraid that she would be sad.

The whole world knows how much pressure the little thoughts have endured. Only one person does not know and is still self-righteous.

Mr Palace was looking at her there, and he couldn’t move.

When I arrived at Gongkui, I couldn’t feel it was still obedient. She tipped her hand out and poked on its cold body. "Mr Palace, are you listening to me?"

Does the robot ignore her?

"Xiaokui." The mr palace suddenly opened its mouth and the electronic sound was heavy.

"what?"

"You are the most sensible child, your father is not worthy of having such a good daughter." Mr Palace said in a word.

Miyako sat on the ground and blinked. "Are you talking about bad things about my dad? I don't tell him, but you don't want to say it again. This is bad behavior."

"Little sunflower."

"What's the matter?"

"Let me hold it," said Mr Palace.

Miyako looked at it in a wrong way, then turned his eyes and thought for a while, letting go of the doll in his arms and standing up, slowly walked into his arms, and stretched out a pair of small hands to climb onto his shoulder. "You are so cold."

Mr Palace moved, arms folded to her little body, but because this sentence is not tight, just holding her in the void.

It has not been released for a long time.

In order to hug well, Miyako tried to pick up his little feet, and the small hand tried hard to hold it tighter, but its body made people more and more cold.

It does not let go, the kind of small palace sunflower will not let go, so endure cold and hold.

After a while, Miyako seems to understand what it is, and the meaty little hand pats it. "Mr Palace, are you also sad? Don't be sad, mom will be happy, someone must make mom happy. of."

The body of the mr palace is even colder.

......

At night, a grid of lights in the ne building is dark, with only a few lights on the floor, as sparse as the stars in the sky.

In the president's office, there was a faint smell of wine.

Several secretaries who are still working overtime look at the closed door and have some helplessness. The president has been shutting himself up in the office for five hours.

No one is seen.

No calls are answered.

The mellowness of red wine is like a thin line pulled into the president's office, inside the door, the office is empty, the floor-to-ceiling windows are all covered by the floor curtains, no lights are turned on, and the light is dim.

The only source of light is the computer from the desk. In front of the faint corner of the light, a slender figure sits on a leather chair, with a low head and a distracting expression, a pair of slender hands on the cellophane.

The place where the desk is at the foot is a bottle of wine that is upside down.

Miyazu sat there and folded the cellophane. The table was full of countless twisted paper cranes piled up in a pile of hills.

The light of the computer reflected his dark hair.

On the screen is a document with three words in the text -

"She will only escape! No one can let her let go of negative emotions! No medicine to cure!"

"It's not hard to be ha, mom will be happy, someone must make mom happy."

"Let's fall in love, mr palace."

These three sentences are copied and pasted indefinitely on the document, and the page number is displayed in the lower left corner of the document: 3956 pages.

The 3956 page of the document, there is no other content, only these three sentences, only these three sentences.

It is only a word, but it reveals an indescribable madness.

Faced with such a document, Gongou did not take a look at it, so he kept folding his cellophane and kept folding.

The more you break the chaos.

The more you fold, the more panic.

Cellophane can't be shaped, slipping down in his hands.

"boom!"

Miyao groaned and slammed into the desk, then picked up a glass of full red wine and lifted it up. The throat rolled up and down, and the red wine liquid flowed down his throat and continued to break into the neckline. He is completely unaware.

The wine glass was heavily placed on the table, and there were some scratches on the fingers holding the cup without any treatment.

With a lot of hands on the keyboard, the finger quickly repeats the copy and paste of the three sentences on the screen, and the page number of the document is continuously increased and continuously increased.

"She will only escape! No one can let her let go of negative emotions! No medicine to cure!"

"It's not hard to be ha, mom will be happy, someone must make mom happy."

"Let's fall in love, mr palace."

"She will only escape! No one can let her let go of negative emotions! No medicine to cure!"

"It's not hard to be ha, mom will be happy, someone must make mom happy."

"Let's fall in love, mr palace."

The light of the screen is reflected in his eyes, it is a crazy embarrassment.

When the phone rings, Feng De’s name jumps on it and I don’t get any attention.

Pages and pages are frantically increasing, and the three sentences have changed into countless pieces of debris into the eyes of Miyako, and the eyes have become completely blushing.

She does not hate him.

She did not grow up with Mu Qian.

All the things he worried about did not happen to her.

However, his beloved woman saw the robot that inherited everything and saw a robot!

The screen is still being copied wildly.

The ringing of the mobile phone slammed over and over again, as if deliberately keeping up with the rhythm of copying and pasting...

"boom!"

Miyao suddenly stood up from the desk, swept his arms, and the cell phone, the bottle and the glass were swept to the ground.

The computer smashed down.

Countless cellophane cranes fell to the ground like rain, paving the ground.

Red wine splashed his feet.

Miyaguro stood there motionless, his hands hanging down, the blood on his fingers oozing out, squatting down the slender fingers and falling into the red wine on the ground.

All the things were degraded, and Miyagami looked like he made up his mind and lifted his legs and went out.

He is paranoid, she stays with him without hesitation; she becomes a madman, and he is crazy with her!

......

In the depths of the woods, when the door was pushed open, the moonlight came in and cast it on the big bed.

When Xiao Nian wore a silk pajamas sitting on the bed, she said nothing, her eyes were squatting, like the daytime, this sitting posture seemed to have never changed.