C717 I Have Something to Show You.

In the ward, Moh Yanjue gently placed her on the hospital bed. Her thin body became soft, as if she would fall if the wind blew.

His slender and pretty fingers slowly caressed her face. He comforted her, "Don't worry, the child is very good. He is very brave. "

Large tears fell from her empty gaze. She grabbed his sleeve and said as she did so: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault