Jin Qingyan gave him a glance down, not at all, "How many floors do you live on?"

"The second floor."

He couldn't help but walk towards the stairway. With this attitude, Chi Guoguo checked it.

An Xiaomen followed him. As soon as he entered the bedroom door, he heard him sitting on the bed and patted on the bed, "This bed is not good."

"It's fine, I'm comfortable sleeping."

He glanced at her meaningfully, "It's too soft, and kneeling there is uncomfortable."

An Xiaomen's cheeks flew into a fire. "The bed is used to sleep. It's okay ... it's okay ... what are you kneeling for?"

Asking knowingly has always been her style, he did not refute, and looked at his eyes slowly, "the sound insulation effect is not very good."

"..."

"We're going to the old house again, and I'll come back later."

"Are you ... coming again?" She refused, "Don't come."

He didn't speak, and came across the door, An Xiaomen followed him downstairs.

Before leaving for a while, Jin Yizhen was deeply displeased and said with a small face, "Daddy, I want to be with Mommy."

"Tomorrow will let you play with your mum for a day."

"Then I will be with Mummy tonight."

"Want to set off the fireworks and firecrackers?" He seduced, "Dad won't let you do it."

"This ..." Jin Yichen showed a very difficult look. After weighing the struggle in his heart, he looked up earnestly and said, "Mum, I'll come to you tomorrow."

An Xiaomen nodded, "Okay, Mommy is waiting for you at home tomorrow."

"That's it!"

The father and son got into the outside car and left quickly.

She went back to the living room with nothing, and watched the Spring Festival Gala with a group of people for a while.

Then went upstairs and read a book in bed.

It's the book that Master left her.

She glanced carefully, looking extraordinarily seriously.

At first glance it was four hours.

His eyes were swollen, and the bookmark was clipped into the book, and the book was placed in a drawer.

It was more than eleven in the middle of the night.

Turn off the lights and go to sleep.

An Xiaomeng turned off the heating and slowly went to sleep.

When I was about to fall asleep, I always felt like my body was floating.

An Xiaomen wanted to open his eyes. Even this basic movement was very laborious.

The faint sound of fireworks coming from her ears diminished, and another voice passed into her ears.

"A lot of blood, how can this blood not stop ..."

"How to do how to do……"

"The child is gone, is she about to die ..."

"I don't know, should you call the doctor ..."

"No, call the doctor for no money. Who pays the money? Anyway, no matter what I do, I don't know ..."

"Hurry on, hurry off, don't stay here, let's all go to avoid being implicated ..."

"..."

The voice was noisy and loud. An Xiaomeng just shouted and noisy, but couldn't make a sound.

She tried to open her eyes again, and this lightly opened.

What came into my eyes were the backs of several women who had left, and a belly attack hit her. She supported her body and tried to get up. As soon as she tried, she was about to suffocate due to the pain of tearing.

With a big mouthful of wheezing, with a few dry coughs, the wound became more painful.

It felt like half a century.

"Squeak!" A girl came in with a bowl of black medicine from the outside. Ding Qing looked at the girl's face. She had a very green and thin face, her skin was yellow and thin, she looked very young, her face and eyebrows Yang Yang is generally no doubt.

"Girl ..." She looked at the face on the bed and burst into tears. "Come, drink this medicine."

She was lifted up by her body, An Xiaomen looked at her, opened her mouth cooperatively, and put all the bitter medicine soup into her mouth. She wanted to feel vomiting from her stomach, and she desperately put up with it. And all to drink.

Lying back there again, opened her mouth, and made a sound, reached out and held her, Qi Qiran put the bowl on the shabby table, "What does the girl want to say?"

She brought her ears closer, An Xiaomen tried hard to say, but she couldn't say it. She tried hard, but she didn't succeed.

This kind of brows are too small and too small, like a little girl with severe malnutrition, and she is like a dying person who is going to be exhausted.

I don't know if it's right to describe it this way, she feels so right.

When he woke up, his eyes were open in the dark night.

An Xiaolim reached out and took the bedside mobile phone. Her eyes were a little bit stabbing.

Twelve o'clock.

Suddenly I couldn't sleep.

Not only was he not half sleepy, and his consciousness was like a restart, so very sober.

She turned neatly down when she pressed the light on.

Just opened the door of the living room and saw a figure coming from the direction of the non-door. She squinted. "You over the wall?"

"No?"

"Why not go to the front door?"

"I have a small tail. Don't guess who you are."

"He promised me not to monitor me. It seems to send someone to follow you." An Xiaomen said, "Isn't he told you not to come tonight."

"My legs and feet are not obedient, what can I do." He stared at her, his eyes calmed.

"Come out over the wall together?" She suggested.

A big hand grabbed her hand and came to a wall together.

"How do you turn in such a high wall? Is there a ladder outside?" An Xiaomen looked at the four-meter wall and asked him in confusion.

"Maybe you can play with a rope?" He took a rope from his pocket, a very thin rope with a big hook.

She didn't doubt the load-bearing capacity of this rope. After all, her rope was not much thicker than hiss.

In her sight, he climbed sharply to the wall, "Come up."

"Everyone is like you. I'm thinking about whether to cement some beer fragments on the wall."

"you dare."

When she went up, he was already outside the wall and stretched out his hands to her, "Come down."

Without any trace, the whole body jumped down like that, a thick pair of arms accurately received her, and strode away.

"Let me not come, where are you going to dress neatly so late?"

"I didn't want to go anywhere, I just wanted to blow cold wind in the courtyard."

"Where do you want to go?"

"Want to go to a place where no one found us." She laughed at herself, "I always feel like the two of us are stealing / love.

"If you think so, I am willing to be with you." He dropped her and led her away.

The footsteps kept walking smoothly, and the two of them were quite silent on the way to the car.

This car is by no means a car for Jin Qingyan, "Who's car?"

"New Mercedes."

"Don't you love driving a sports car?"

"Occasionally." He fastened her seat belt. "I'll take you to a place where no one found us."