My Third Gentleman

Chapter 125 is sick again (3)

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

Wushuang didn't expect his movement to be so sudden that he was so scared that he had forgotten the pain, stretched out his wristband on his neck, and glared at him incidentally.

Mu Jinchen lowered his head, his thin lips bend, "Sorry, I didn't ask for your opinion in advance. This is not the first time for special circumstances. I don't think you would mind either."

While talking, Mu Jinchen's clear breath with a touch of tobacco scent hits his face. Once he smelled such a breath, he would be flustered. I don't know what to do. I don't know if it has been so many times. Now only a touch of cramps, more But it is peace of mind.

Wushuang ignored him. Instead, she let go of her hands and hugged her aching abdomen, leaned her head on his shoulder, and her whole body was shrunk in his arms. She was too lazy to be hypocritical.

Feeling the well-behaved peace of the girl in his arms, the curvature of Mu Jinchen's lips became wider.

From a distance, Qidong saw the tall and mighty young master walking towards him step by step, holding a petite and exquisite girl in his arms. This scene seems to have appeared many times in this period of time. However, The same girl was in his arms every time, and the young master's face changed from a blank expression to now with a soft smile at the corners of his mouth. Qidong was shocked every time.

It's like a king who has been sitting on the world, and everything in the world has been in his own hands. He is so cold in the heights. When he thinks he has nothing to ask for, he meets a tender beauty by chance, made of steel. Turning around the finger softly, returning with the beauty in his arms, with a smile on the corners of his mouth, it is more satisfying than every time an enemy is driven away and any victory is won.

Qidong thinks so at this moment.

"Qidong?"

In a blink of an eye, Mu Jinchen has 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 door of the back seat.

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

Qidong quickly got into the car and drove to the People's Hospital in a familiar way.

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

He peeked at Wushuang from the inverted rear mirror. This weak and pitiful appearance was strange and rare, no wonder that even the always indifferent young master had a look of regret.

The old lady still has a sharp eye, knowing at a glance what kind of woman is suitable for the young master.

The so-called Tiehan Tenderness, the young master is so clean, calm and resolute, and such a delicate girl really matches.

Naturally, the two people in the back seat didn't know that Qidong had been defamating for a long time. Mu Jinchen helped Wushuang and herself to fasten the seat belts, and put her head on her shoulders.

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

Wushuang took a sigh of relief and said in a low voice, "There is no time for breakfast."

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

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

If the young master is too late to have breakfast and go out, Wu Ma will ask him to bring breakfast as soon as possible, or remind him to buy one outside.

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

Master, you have a dark belly.

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