Xu Qiaoqiao's low whimper gradually turned into a collapsed cry: "Please don't hit me, please..."

One after another, weak but panicked begging for mercy kept coming, like a steel knife, ruthlessly cutting Muci's already bloody heart.

It seemed like something was blocking his throat, making him sour and unable to say a word of comfort.

His hands were frozen in place, and his whole body was like an ice-clad sculpture, and he didn't know how to move for a while.

It took a long time for Mu Ci to find his voice.

He sat gently on the edge of the bed, slowly patted the bulge of the quilt, and comforted softly: "Quiqiao, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you..."

Unexpectedly, his series of actions stimulated Xu Qiaoqiao very much. She was like a cat who was stepped on to her tail. She let out a shrill scream, then rolled off the bed with the quilt, and rolled out of the bed with the fast speed. Mu Ci had no time to react.

After falling off the bed, Xu Qiaoqiao leaked out of the quilt. She pulled the quilt up and covered her body while constantly retreating.

The strong light made Xu Qiaoqiao feel a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart. She looked at Ou Jue who was pressed to the ground by Li Shaoting, and then looked at Jian Anan who was looking at her with concern not far away. Finally, her eyes fell on Mu Ci, who was anxious, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

She shivered violently, and her legs began to tremble unnaturally.

Seeing Xu Qiaoqiao falling out of bed, Mu Ci hurriedly walked up and reached out to help her up.

But who knew that Xu Qiaoqiao screamed, suddenly opened Mu Ci's hand, and staggered towards the side.

Xu Qiaoqiao looked at Mu Ci, and the anxiety on his face gradually changed to the viciousness he had just swung his fist. He stretched out his hand to support her, as if he waved his fist to her: "Don't touch me, don't touch me, you bad guy, bad guy!"

Xu Qiaoqiao's resistance was like a sharp sword, slashing Mu Ci's already fragile heart.

He looked at Xu Qiaoqiao in disbelief, but only saw fear and resistance in her eyes.

Mu Ci took a step back half a step like he was supporting his strength. He looked at Xu Qiaoqiao in front of him, and a deep helplessness surged deep in his heart.

"Qiaoqiao..." Don't be afraid of me.

When the words came to the mouth, they all became bitter.

Xu Qiaoqiao could not hear what Mu Ci said. She hurried in the corner, hugging herself tightly, trembling constantly.

Seeing this, Ou Jue struggled a few times and wanted to see Xu Qiaoqiao, but Li Shaoting pressed it to the ground with even more force.

"Be honest." Li Shaoting said coldly.

But Ou Jue struggled even harder. He endured the pain all over his body and yelled softly, "Let me go and see Qiao Qiao."

The strength in Li Shaoting's hand did not relax at all.

Xu Qiaoqiao was attracted by the conversation between the two. She glanced at the tall and broad Li Shaoting, and then at Ou Jue, who was beaten with a purple face. After a moment of stunned silence, she suddenly burst into tears: "You bad guys, let go of my brother!"

These words undoubtedly stabbed Mu Ci's already scarred heart again, brutally tearing the wound he had not yet been repaired, revealing the bloody tragedy inside.

The heart was so painful that Mu Ci felt dizzy and felt like he was trapped in a nightmare that he would never wake up.

It was obvious that the relationship between the two of them was so good before, and she was pregnant with his child, and the sweetness between them had just begun.

Why did it become what it is now in just a few days?

Mu Ci looked at Xu Qiaoqiao hiding in the corner of the wall in a daze, but saw her stop crying and scolded him loudly: "Bad guy, don't bully my brother!"

Xu Qiaoqiao didn't know where the courage came from, but suddenly rushed up like a little bull, grabbed Li Shaoting's hand, lowered his head and was about to bite him.

Li Shaoting quickly let go of his hand and retreated aside.

Xu Qiaoqiao fell to the ground suddenly and fortunately Ou Jue made Xu Qiaoqiao's human mat underneath.

Mu Ci cut many wounds on Ou Jue's body. At this time, Xu Qiaoqiao pressed over again, muffled, and dense cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

But he was worried that Xu Qiaoqiao would fall and hurt. No matter how painful his body was, his reason would support his hands hanging on both sides of Xu Qiaoqiao to prevent her from falling.

Xu Qiaoqiao climbed up from Ou Jue and looked at Ou Jue who was holding back the pain, tears flowed out of his eyes.

"Brother... are you okay? Do you feel pain? Qiao Qiao is going to give you a whim." As he said that, Xu Qiao Qiao held Ou Jue's face and blew a few breaths at the wound on his face.

This scene deeply hurt Mu Ci's eyes. He clenched his fists and almost couldn't control himself again.

But when he thought of Xu Qiaoqiao's horrified eyes, Mu Ci forced himself to endure his dissatisfaction, stood quietly aside, watching Ou Jue comfort Xu Qiaoqiao.

"Qiaoqiao, brother is fine, cough cough..." Halfway through his words, a feeling of discomfort came from his throat, which made Ou Jue cough suddenly.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Xu Qiaoqiao immediately stood up, half-kneeled beside Ou Jue, imitating Ou Jue's usual way of coaxing her, and gently patted his back: "Jiao Qiao pats you, and my brother will feel relieved."

"Well, after such a beat, my brother is getting more relaxed." Ou Jue's blue-pure mouth curled slightly, revealing a smug smile.

Mu Ci naturally did not miss Ou Jue's provocation, and his heart suddenly rose up. He slapped the table with a palm and made a loud noise.

Xu Qiaoqiao was startled when she heard the movement, and rushed into Ou Jue's arms, secretly looking at Mu Ci through the gap.

Seeing him staring at him with a gloomy face, Xu Qiaoqiao shivered and hugged Ou Jue even tighter.

That terrible man is going crazy again...

Ou Jue patted Xu Qiaoqiao's back and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid of Qiaoqiao, he dare not bully you. If he bullies you, tell your brother, brother will avenge you."

Even though he knew that Mu Ci would not attack Xu Qiaoqiao, he deliberately said this and caused Xu Qiaoqiao to misunderstand, and at the same time he was also to anger Mu Ci.

Mu Ci looked at the scene in front of him and his face became more and more gloomy.

Li Shaoting walked to Mu Ci's side in a few steps, and covered Mu Ci's broad shoulders with his big hands.

He walked to Mu Ci and whispered in his ear: "Mu Ci, if you still want to have a future with Xu Qiaoqiao, you should endure the anger now."

Mu Ci pursed his lips, frowned, and his male chamber was violently undulating.

But why did Ou Jue let him go easily? He raised a malicious smile and hugged Xu Qiaoqiao in his arms. The sound was neither too loud nor too small, just enough that everyone in the ward could hear it.

"Qiaoqiao, who are you from your brother?"
Chapter completed!