He mustered his courage and reached out to lift the blanket. The person under it looked frightened. get lost! Don't touch me! I don't want to take the medicine, I don't want to take it! Ning Qing, you b * tch, if you have the ability, kill me, don't torture me!"
The child was shocked by the insult and fell back to the ground.
“……”
He couldn't make a sound because he couldn't be sure if the emaciated woman in front of him was Lou qingyue!
Lou qingyue cursed for a while before she turned her head and saw a familiar figure. Her numb eyes revealed a trace of clarity. you're ran ran. You're ran ran.
Mo Han swallowed his saliva in fear and stood up. I'm Mo Han.
Lou qingyue's eyes shrank. Who are you? "
"Mo Han."
Now, he was sure that she was Lou qingyue. He took the initiative to walk towards her.
"Mom, I'm Mohan, Lou Mohan."
Lou qingyue glared at him, tears flowing down her face.
He was still alive!
He was still alive!
