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She let him rub it, and his palms were warm with warmth, and his strength was good, much like a senior masseur, meticulous massage.

She felt very comfortable, and closed her eyes, lazily, her lips slightly open, her head down, and she was about to fall asleep again.

The phone rang.

Shui Miaomiao was startled, suddenly awakened, opened her eyes, and met Shen Mochen's spoiled eyes.

She wiped the corner of her mouth, licked her lips, and asked, "What about my mobile phone?"

Shen Mochen looked at her dizzy look, helpless, before watching her stuffed under the pillow.

He reached in, took her cell phone out and handed it to her.

Shui Miaomiao smiled embarrassedly and was awakened, his head a little ignorant.

She saw a strange call and answered suspiciously.

Shen Mochen was on the side, fingers curling her hair.

She had smooth hair, he curled it a few times, and slipped off again.

Before, he was not a bed-lover. Even, he had a short sleep time and slept. Now, because she is on the bed, the two people just lie down and do nothing. He also feels full of heart. It's interesting to just lie down like this.

"Are you Mizuki Yan's mother?" the other party asked in a bad tone.

Shui Miaomiao glanced at Shen Mochen, nodded, and said, "I am, what's wrong?"

"Your son Mizuki Yan broke my son's hand. Now my son is in the hospital. What do you do?" the other party said angrily.

"You said that Yanyan beat your son, when did it happen?" Shui Miaomiao wondered.

"Just now, my son kindly asked him to celebrate his birthday, and he didn't want to send anything, and he came over to beat people. How did you teach the child? Is there any upbringing!"

Shui Miaomiao's eyes were down, his face somber. "Send me the location, I will come over now."

She got out of bed neatly.

Shen Mochen watched her in a hurry, held her arm, and said worriedly: "Don't be impulsive, maybe it's not Yan Yan's fault, don't go and hit the child."

Shui Miaomiao gave Shen Mochen a white look, picked up his shoes, and said, "Who said I'm going to hit the child? Yan Yan is very sensible and won't just hit anyone casually. I have confidence in him. The mother-in-law is so fierce, I have to go quickly, what if Yan Yan is bullied?"

Shen Mochen: "..."

Well, Shen Mochen let go of his hand because he thought too much.

hospital

Shui Miaomiao passed the address given by the other party.

In the ward, a little fat man was lying on the bed, with gauze tied in one hand and anti-inflammatory water in the other.

Yan Yan was sitting on a recliner, pulling his head, playing with a mobile phone in his hand.

The fat man’s mother glared at the inflammation and scorned her lips in disdain, complaining to the little fat father: "I said let the children go to the noble school! Isn’t your uncle Wei Jiawei? The Wei family is so rich and powerful. , As long as you say hello, you can go in. You just won’t go. Now you can see what your student’s qualities are at that school. I don’t apologize if I hit your son.”

Wei Jiawei?

Shui Miaomiao felt that the name was somewhat familiar.

She had no mood for a moment, and glanced at the pitiful inflammation, knocking on the door.

"Sorry, I am Mizuki Yan's mother." Shui Miaomiao said softly.

Yan Yan saw her mother coming and stood up from the recliner.

My dad also came, standing behind my mom, like a strong backing, protecting my mom.

He was originally worried that his mother would not be able to get over the wicked woman. Now, he is not worried anymore, with his father in, he feels safe.