"Xiao Miao!" Ding Yiyi ran to him, and the other party had taken the child into the car and went away.

"Brother." Ye Mo watched Ye Miao with a bag of tears. Some hands were at a loss, and her hands were behind her fault, otherwise my brother would not be injured.

Ye Miao sat up, frowned and looked at her wounded arm, got up and handed her balloons in her hand to her, "Don't cry."

"Well." Ye ink nodded, "Don't cry!"

Ding Yiyi was very distressed. He hurriedly took out the wet paper towel with the baby who was carrying, Ye Miao wiped the scars on his arm. Suddenly, he was screaming.

The pink balloon fell to the ground. A man wearing a leather jacket and a peaked hat rushed out of the alley, picked up a ignorant leaf ink in the other direction.

"Miss!" Meng Tai cried and collapsed to the ground.

Ding Yiyi took the lead in returning to God, she immediately chased it up. When she chased the road, she was almost hit by the car.

"Mom!" Ye Miao immediately got up and wanted to follow the past. Sophia arrived in time and pulled him.

The man in front of him was not particularly fast. Ding Yiyi stared at the figure in front of him. Ye ink was crying.

High -heeled shoes couldn't bear her running like this, the heels were broken, she simply kicked her shoes and chased barefoot.

The gap between the two is getting less and less. The man who hugged the child seemed to be caught up, so he hurriedly put down the leaves ink, and then ran towards the other side.

"Mom." Ye ink crying opened his arms and opened his arms.

Ding Yiyi ran over desperately and hugged her, "It's okay, my mother is here."

When he arrived at Ye's, Ye Nianmo rushed over immediately, and Ye ink cried and drilled into his arms.

Ye Nianmo hugged people, Ye Miao looked at him with cold eyes, and put down the clothes on the cuffs, covering the scar.

Only the weak will cry and comfort. Ye Miao should not be the weak.

"How to hurt this." Ye Nianmo looked at Ding Yiyi's feet, because he ran on the road barefoot, his feet were stunned, and there were many small wounds.

Ding Yiyi has a lingering heart, "Fortunately, the ink and wash is okay, she is fine."

"I'll disinfect you." Ye Nianmo pulled across the chair. As soon as he sat down, the secretary knocked on the door and said outside the door; "The old lady is here."

How could the old lady know? The answer is obvious. Ye Nianmo glanced at it, but the other party was rational. "Mr. Ye, I don't know what to do, so I feel that it would be better to tell the old lady."

As soon as Fu Fengyi saw Ye ink and ink, she was so distressed that she was so distressed that she was crying and swollen her eyes, and her clothes were wrinkled. They were angry and scolded. "Why, so many people can't take care of a child.

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Looking at Ding Yiyi, she endured the fire, "Why don't the child follow?"

"Sorry, grandma, this thing is that I don't do it well." Ding Yiyi bowed his head.

Ye Miao watched her mother standing on the carpet barefoot, all the wounds scraped by small stones on the instep, and the little soul was greatly impacted.

With a glance in front of her eyes, my mother was picked up by her father's waist, and it squinted her eyes slightly. Finally, she did something reliable.

"Grandma, the child has seen it, Yiyi was injured, I deal with the wound first." Ye Nianmo waved.

Fu Fengyi's chest floating severely twice, suddenly breathing shortly, covering his chest, "I seem to be a little breathless."

The people present were very anxious. Ye Nianmo put down Ding Yiyi and quickly went to help Fu Fengyi. He ordered Meng Tai to call.

Ding Yiyi also hurriedly tied Fu Fengyi's Shunqi, and he had wounds with wounds on his feet.

Only Ye Miao, he saw the scratched wound on his mother's feet and rubbed the bleeding beads again, and the blood beads stuck to the carpet.
Chapter completed!