The group pet goblin will not die

Chapter 363 Quan Qiao Is Crying
Even when Quan Zhenguo came back, Mu Jingya was talking about some housework, and Quan Zhenguo gradually became impatient.

In the tempering of life with rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, the warmth gradually disappeared until it disappeared completely.

The sleeping Quan Qiao frowned tightly, her expression very disturbed.

The dream didn't end, and it turned into heavy snow.

In the ice and snow, Mu Jingya walked to the hospital alone with her big belly in thin clothes.

No one was with her, no one supported her, and she was still carrying a heavy baby stuff in her other hand.

And she was wearing too little, the tip of her nose and hands were red from the cold, but she was still trying to protect her stomach with one hand.

She walked into the hospital so hard, went through the formalities alone, and lay down in the delivery room with difficulty.

It's a pity that she went in, but never came out again...

The baby's cry of "Wah-wah-wah" runs through the dream.

That heavy snow is getting bigger and bigger, and it's getting bigger and bigger...

That thin body became stiffer and colder.

Quan Qiao fell asleep, her palms clenched tighter and tighter, and large beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

No one knows why she took the pseudonym Mu Xia.

Wood, with Mu.

Summer is the summer of midsummer.

How she wished her mother gave birth to her in summer.

If it was summer, wouldn't my mother be so cold, wouldn't she die...

From her tightly closed phoenix eyes, a tear rolled out, slipped into her ear, and disappeared.

Quan Mo just gave Quan Jinrou refreshing refreshments, and gave Quan Qiao another one.

He pushed the door open, and saw Quan Qiao lying on the sofa.

The body curled up, the small hands were clenched into fists, and the brows were also furrowed.

In the past, she was cold and glamorous, but now she was obviously vulnerable.

And under the corner of the eye, there are obvious tear stains.

The warm sunshine at noon fell on her body, but it didn't seem to warm her at all.

Quan Mo frowned, and walked in with light steps.

Quan Qiao, who was still in a nightmare, sat up quickly.

A pair of cold eyes opened, and the fog was clearly visible inside, but they were bloodshot and stared at him vigilantly.

Quan Mo comforted: "Xiaoqiao, it's me."

Quan Qiao's vigilance dissipated little by little.

She quickly restrained any emotions she shouldn't have, and asked indifferently:
"How did you come?"

"It's easy to get sleepy in the afternoon, so I'll bring you some refreshing refreshments."

While Quan Mo was speaking, he put the refreshments on the small sofa.

"Thanks."

Quan Qiao's voice was very indifferent, she got up and was about to leave.

Quan Mo asked with concern: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Quan Qiao: "No."

She was about to go into the bathroom and wash her face.

Quan Mo stretched out his hand to grab her wrist.

At that moment, his eyebrows furrowed instantly.

Quan Qiao's wrist was too cold, thin and icy, without warmth.

He couldn't help but said: "Xiaoqiao, you don't have to be so unfamiliar, and don't always paint yourself as a prison.

Jinrou has a bad personality, but every time she has a nightmare, she will at least tell her and give us a chance to comfort her.

If you keep holding back, it will damage your own body. "

Quan Qiao: "I'm really fine, go get busy."

She broke free from Quan Mo's hand and walked into the bathroom.

Quan Mo looked at the closed door, feeling a little distressed in his heart.

She is always like this, and she doesn't say anything to anyone.

He was very worried, what kind of nightmare could make her look so bad?

Really worried, he finally thought about it, walked out of the office, took out his mobile phone and dialed Fu Yi's number.

The call was connected quickly.

Quan Mo cut to the chase and said, "Boss Fu, please spare some time this afternoon to visit Xiaoqiao."

Fu Yi was looking at Qiao's design drawing in the office, and when he heard this, his brows frowned:
"What's up with her?"

Quan Mo looked back at the direction of the office, and said in a low voice:
"I don't know, I just saw her crying.

She has always been alienated from us and refused to say more.Only with you will you be more optimistic.

So, I can only trouble you to come to the company to see her. "

Fu Yi's usually calm face was even more obviously worried.

cry?
Can a girl like Quan Qiao cry?
"Okay, I'll go right now."

After he hung up the phone, he strode out.

(End of this chapter)