Mi Zang Jiao Wife: Baby Where to Escape

He would give her a good morning kiss when she woke up in the morning, and a good night kiss before going to bed at night, even though she fell into a muddy foot and had a cold war with him later, he was not allowed to come close to him, and he would not be annoyed. The kid who made trouble without reason.

  She just loves to die like a fool.

   "Conspiracy! Asshole! Sex!"

  I was so stupid before, why didn’t he find that he was taking advantage of her by changing ways?

  This is how she fell into his gentle trap step by step, and finally walked out of the way.

  Li Jia sighed slightly, and touched the gauze bandaged on his forehead with her fingertips. She finally died in a car accident. Two years later, he returned to the past and this life.

  In this life, she inexplicably became his wife. Before she was completely sure of her mind, he couldn't wait to get the certificate from her.

  That was the palace where she wanted to go with him in her previous life, but she destroyed herself in despair in her life, and she could not get anything.

  In this life, she can easily get everything she ever wanted when she was still confused.

   "Really a causal cycle." Li Jia finally touched Lu Yichen's soft lips, warm and delicate. "Do you know how much pain I had?"

  It’s no wonder that aspiring girls like to be angry after being abandoned, and finally hook back to the scumbag who looks down on the dog, and waits for him to fall in love with himself and then kick it off.

  There is a strange light flashing in Li Jia's eyes, cold as frost, and her tenderness is restored in a blink of an eye. "The one who loves more is always worse."

   Like her at the beginning, now it is him.

   "Brother, hurry up and wake up." She lowered her head and kissed the snow-white gauze on Lu Yichen's forehead gently, her slightly cool lips pressed against his warm forehead, Li Jia's eyes were soft.

  Just as she was about to stand up, the door of the ward was knocked, and then someone pushed in.

   "It's this ward number, don't worry."

   "How is Yichen? How did he..."

  The voice followed, Monica pushed the door anxiously and entered, just in time to see Li Jia's lips falling on Lu Yichen's forehead, her eyes suddenly sank, and she resisted the unhappiness in her heart.

   "Yichen!"

  While speaking, he strode to the hospital bed and looked worriedly at Lu Yichen, who was sleeping, and saw the gauze bandaged on his forehead, tears almost came off. "What's wrong with him? Why is he hurt so badly?"

  Li Jia stood by the bed and gave the place to Monica.

   "Sorry."

  Her cool voice was not heavy in the ward, but Monica, who was almost crying, could hear her clearly. "What do you mean? How did the wound on Yichen's head come from?"

   "I smashed it." Li Jia's eyelashes cast a faint shadow.

   "You smashed it?!" Monica raised her voice immediately. "My son is so good to you, your heart..."

   "Monica!" Lu Minze saw his wife desperately wanting to say something rude, and quickly cut her off. "There must be some misunderstanding."

  Lu Minze heard that his son was smashed into the hospital. Although his tone was reasonable and polite, he changed his name to Li Jia. "Miss Laird, I don't know why you smashed my son like this?"

   "Uncle Lu, Aunt Lu, are you here?" Lang Yanhan was taking several doctors into the ward, and when he saw the Lu couple, he greeted him quickly.

  He motioned to the doctor to push Lu Yichen, who had not yet woken up, to the neurology department, and explained to the Lu family couple: “Don’t worry about uncle and auntie, the injury to Lu Shao’s head is not a major problem.”

   "Yanhan, you just came here, where are you going to send Yichen?"