She saw the coat on Li Juefeng's body was the one she saw in her "dream" ... There was still a trace of her sleeves so that she had been held hard.

Isn't it a dream?

Isn't that a dream? Then their son ...

"What did you dream about?" Li Juefeng came to her bed and asked, with a low voice and indifference.

Gu Xiaoyi sat in bed dumbly ~ Everything is true, it is not a dream at all. Sky Promotes: President's 33rd on the 33rd

Nympho

"Gu Xiaoyi, the child is dead, our son is dead!"

"He died, he was a premature child, and he died on the third day."

"He is dead! You have died if you can't see it, do you understand Gu Xiaoai?!"

Nympho

Son, not ... the son will not die ...

Gu Xiaoyi pulled the needle tube on her hand, opened the quilt and ran out. The person at the door was hugged by Li Juefeng before he ran.

"Gu Xiaoyai, what are you making trouble! Go back to bed ~ Go up!" Li Juefeng shouted coldly from back.

"What about his son? Li Juefeng, what about our son?" Gu Xiaoyi asked in his arms.

"He is dead!" Li Jue wind loudly, hugging her "chaotic" arm with both hands, "Gu Xiaoyai, you calm down!"

"How to calm down?!" Gu Xiaoyai struggled desperately, "You are talking nonsense! Our son will not die, he will not die!"

"Gu -Xiao -Ai!"

Gu Xiaoyi was so excited that the whole person was struggling to twist, and his strength was unprecedented.

Li Juefeng took out all his strength to throw her up to the bed ~, flexed her knees and pressed her legs, holding her arms with both hands, and her breath was a little unstable. "The son is dead, you have to accept it if you do n’t accept it. ! ""

"I don't accept it!"

Gu Xiaoyi shouted loudly, tears flowed down, "When I was on the operating table, I heard him cry ... I really heard his voice ... He would not die, Li Juefeng, our son's son, our son I won't die ... "

The son will not walk in front of her ...

How could his son die, he would not die, he would not die, he would not die ...

Her voice is pitiful, each word looks like a sharp weapon stuck on his heart, making his heart hurt to beating. Skyworth little wife: President's 33rd on the 33rd, 1285, 1285

"Gu Xiaoyi, he is dead!" Li Juefeng just repeated this sentence, letting her accept the facts.
Chapter completed!