125 Sick Again (3)

Without saying a word, Mu Jinchen bent down and picked Wushuang up and walked out the door.

Wushuang didn't expect his action to be so sudden, so frightened that he even forgot the pain, stretched out the bracelet around his neck, and gave him an angry look by the way.

Mu Jinchen lowered his head and curled his thin lips, "I'm sorry, I didn't ask for your opinion in advance. It's not the first time that this is a special situation. I don't think you will mind."

While talking, Mu Jinchen's clear and slightly tobacco-smelling breath rushed towards his face. He used to feel flustered and didn't know what to do when he smelled this kind of breath. I don't know if it happened too many times. Now he only feels a little cramped, more But it is peace of mind.

Wushuang ignored him, instead she let go of her aching abdomen with both hands, leaned her head on his shoulder, and curled up in his arms. She was too lazy to be hypocritical in this situation.

Feeling the well-behaved and peaceful girl in his arms, Mu Jinchen's lips curled up even more.

From a distance, Qidong could see the tall and mighty young master walking towards him step by step with steady steps, holding a petite girl in his arms. This scene seems to have appeared many times during this period of time. However, Every time there is the same girl in his arms, the young master's face has changed from expressionless to now with a soft smile on the corner of his mouth, Qidong is more and more shocked every time.

Just like a king who already has the world in his hands and everything in the world is in his hands, he is so cold at the top, when he thinks that he has nothing to ask for, he meets a tender beauty by chance, who turns into a man of steel. Twisting fingers softly, returning with the beauty in his arms, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he is more satisfied than every time he drives away the enemy or wins any battle.

Qidong thought so at the moment.

"Qidong?"

In a blink of an eye, Mu Jinchen had come to the car with Wushuang in his arms.

Hearing the king's call, oh no, the young master's call, Qidong came back to his senses, and quickly stepped forward to open the back seat door.

Mu Jinchen bent over, carefully put Wushuang down, walked to the other side, opened the car door and got in.

Qidong quickly got into the car and drove to the People's Hospital familiarly.

Qidong thought to himself, this Miss Jing is really fragile. In just one month, he has sent her to the hospital three times.

He peeked at Wu Shuang from the rear mirror. This fragile and pitiful appearance is very rare. No wonder even the always cool young master has a look of pity.

It's still the old man with vicious eyes, who can tell what kind of woman is suitable for the young master at a glance.

The so-called tenderness of an iron man, the young master is so clean-eyed, calm and resolute, and such a delicate girl is really suitable.

The two people in the back seat naturally didn't know that Qidong had been complaining for a long time, Mu Jinchen helped Wushuang and himself fasten their seat belts, and then pressed her head on his shoulder.

The deep voice asked lightly, "How did you do it this time?"

Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice, "I don't have time for breakfast."

Mu Jinchen frowned, as if thinking of something, "Because I asked you to buy breakfast, did I delay your breakfast time?"

Qidong almost stepped on the accelerator, and looked at the rear mirror weakly. Isn't this his job?

If the young master doesn't have time to eat breakfast and go out, Wu Ma will immediately ask him to bring his breakfast, or remind him to buy a copy outside.

However, this morning the young master obviously had breakfast before going out.

Master, you have a dark belly.

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