Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

An Ziqi gritted her teeth and immediately turned to Tang Xiaoqin and said, "You go to the hotel manager."

"I want to clear this floor and seal it up, and no one is allowed to enter this floor. I will bear all the losses of the hotel."

Xiao Moli's current situation must not be seen by anyone.

"Yes, Mrs. Young." Tang Xiaoqin responded and turned to leave.

What An Ziqi thought of, she hurriedly added, "Go to the monitoring room and turn off all the monitoring on this floor."

"I know." Tang Xiaoqin nodded, raised his leg and walked quickly towards the elevator.

"Xiao Moli, Xiao Moli."

An Ziqi raised her hand and patted the door vigorously, "If you don't open the door, I will smash the door."

After a while, there was still no movement inside, he bit his lower lip hard, and quickly turned his head to look around.

In the fire box not far away, there was a red iron axe.

An Ziqi ran over quickly, only to find that it was locked by the fire box. Before she could think about it, she directly shook her fist and slammed down the glass lid.

With a sound, the glass lid broke instantly.

The sharp shards made several long cuts in her hand, and blood flowed instantly.

However, An Ziqi could not take care of the others for a long time, so she pulled away the glass shards, took out the iron axe from inside, and returned to the bathroom door.

Swinging the iron axe hard with both hands, he slashed towards the lock of the bathroom door forcefully.

With the huge reaction force, the blood on the shocked An Ziqi's hands dropped even more.

After several times, the door lock was finally broken completely.

A small gap appeared in the door, An Ziqi immediately threw the iron axe in her hand, pushed the door and broke in.

On the floor of the bathroom, vases and some messy things all fell on the floor.

At this moment, Xiao Moli had blue veins on his forehead, and he was holding his head in pain, curled up like a shrimp, against the sink.

One hand squeezed the fragments of the vase vigorously. Because of too much force, the fingertips turned white, and the sharp edges of the fragments made a blood mark on his finger, but he never struck his arm.

Even at this moment, he still did not forget the promise he had promised her before.

In An Ziqi's only memory, Xiao Moli has always been strong, and she has never seen him so fragile.

His eyes were red almost instantly, and he immediately rushed forward and hugged him, stretched out his hand to **** the fragment of the vase in his hand, and threw it aside.

She shed tears and shouted, "Xiao Moli, Xiao Moli, I am here, even if you forget me, I will remember you, and I will stay by your side to let you know me again.

I beg you, don't fight against the gods anymore, I beg you..."

Remember or don't remember, what does it matter, she just wants him to be well.

Everything else is not important.

Xiao Moli tried to endure the painful torture of waves in his mind, everything in front of him was blurred and completely invisible.

He raised his eyes to look at her, and said with difficulty, "I won't admit defeat, I won't forget you."

"No, no."

The tears in An Ziqi's eyes couldn't stop falling, holding him desperately and shaking her head desperately, "Xiao Moli, please don't be like this, you forget me, forget me."

Xiao Moli only felt that there were two forces pulling each other in his head, and the pain was intertwined and superimposed in the direction of the two forces.

In pain, he couldn't even make his voice, his eyes became more and more blurred, and An Ziqi's voice in his ears gradually faded away.

A blank space suddenly appeared in his mind.