Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Wen Yuan looked at Xu Mo and smiled slightly, with a touch of moisture in his eyes.

Without Xu Mo, the child could not be kept, and the aunt was panicked.

She didn't say anything, but she remembered it.

Xu Mo shook her hand in the past and said softly, "Drink porridge?"

Wen Yuan nodded, then Xu Mo was embarrassed——

Wen Yuan's body can't drink it himself, so he can only feed it. Would she be unhappy if she feeds Ye Dao by the side, and it's very strange.

Although Xu Mo had a lot of trouble in his heart, she was a husband and wife, and she couldn't say anything to outsiders.

So she turned abruptly: "I'll go out."

Then she went out, and she met Concho at the door.

She stared at Concho and slowly brought her door: "You heard she woke up..."

Kang Qiao leaned on the opposite wall, with long hands and feet. He only wore a gray sweater and a pair of khaki trousers, which looked very nice.

Xu Mo walked over: "She is fine, do you want to see her?"

"It's gone for now." Kang Qiao kicked: "I don't want to embarrass her."

Although this matter was not his intention, it has nothing to do with him.

He feels distressed and a little guilty, but he doesn't think it's good for Wen Yuan to continue like this...but he also believes that Wen Yuan will stand up, she won't be like this forever.

Because she was also the dazzling Wen Yuan who everyone was dazzling for.

Xu Mo smiled slightly, without saying anything, Kang Qiao looked at her: "Go for a cup of coffee?"

"Don't think I am young?" She still smiled.

Kang Qiao looked down, then looked at her, "I'm not looking for a girlfriend, I care about the big and small Huns."

With that, she came over and hooked her neck and gently moved it. Xu Mo understood that he was treating her as a man... Later, she stretched out her hand to feel herself.

Obviously not young, and not a man...

Why can't he see the shining spots on her body, why does he treat her as a man?

But Xu Mo can’t dream. For men like Kang Qiao and Ye Mubai, perhaps Bai Xueli and Wen Yuan have the capital to dream, but Xu Mo doesn’t. She is tired and hard every day. She feels She lives like a dog that is about to die. Now she is finally getting better. She doesn't want to get back to her original form just because of her little care.

Not everyone is qualified to be Cinderella, she knows too well.

In the ward, silence was restored.

Ye Mubai walked over and took the thermos, and took another beautiful bowl that Wen Yuan usually likes to use. He poured a bowl and sat on the edge of the hospital bed with a low and hoarse voice: "I'll feed you. "

Her eyes kept drooping and her fingers were flat on her lower abdomen. He knew that she was still insecure and was still afraid of the baby.

Wen Yuan did not refuse, because she was indeed weak. He fed her bite by bite, and she ate in small bites, without much expression, and did not talk to him.

Ye Mubai finished feeding patiently and carefully, packed up the things, and then looked at her.

After lying down for a few days, she lost a lot of weight, especially her wrists were so thin that she could break with one grip, and her face was not bloody, it was almost transparent.

She is so distressing.

In the past two days, Concho's words have been circling in his mind. He has thought a lot, and more often he thought of how he treated her that day and rudely told her not to contact Concho.