This mother of body?

How could it look like this?

She looked at it, even older than her grandfather.

His face was full of vicissitudes and wrinkles, his bones were as thin as a head of white hair, and his head of white hair was extremely dazzling.

She had imagined countless original mothers, but never thought that it would be like this in front of her.

What exactly has she experienced to make her look so old?

Those clear and lush eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, unable to stir up any waves.

This shouldn't be the case!

"Yu'er!" The thin woman raised her hand, just like she stroked her brother's head countless times when she was a child.

However, the younger brother in front of him has become taller and stronger, while she is old.

The hoarse and rough voice sounded a little harsh.

Nangong Yu cooperated to lower his head, his lips trembled, and forced the whimper in his throat back.

As long as my sister is not dead, it will be a blessing!

No matter how she looks, she is his only sister in the world.

He was not here before, and he would take care of her from now on!

Nangong Jiuer's eyes stayed on Nangong Yu for a long time.

She looked at her younger brother in front of her and her thoughts returned to a long, long time ago.

At that time, the Nangong clan was still there, and the clans did not die tragically.

She is still a carefree girl who is spoiled by her parents...

As the picture changed, the scene of her father expelling her from the mansion that night appeared in her mind.

At that time, she thought her father was really cruel!

He is heartless but cold and weak.

If you say you don’t want her daughter, just don’t want it!

She was even driven out for a long time and held a grudge against her father.

Later, when she had a child herself, she began to slowly understand her father and understand her father.

She was waiting for countless days and nights, hoping that her father could forgive her.

Little did she know that she would never be able to forgive...

Nangong Jiuer's eyes passed by Nangong Yu, and looked at Mu Qianqian with shame and heartache.

There was a strong self-deprecation in her eyes.

She even had no courage to take a step forward.

If you say that the most failed person in this world is her!

She is not worthy of being a woman, not worthy of being a wife, not even worthy of being a mother!

Whether it is the role of a daughter, wife or mother, she has done so much!

She shouldn't exist in the world...

Nangong Jiuyue looked at her daughter who had grown up in front of her and opened her mouth but said nothing.

It is her own blessing to be able to have the luck of her daughter now!

On the contrary, her mother almost ruined her daughter's life.

When she was beaten into the womb, she was harmed by her mother...

She has no qualifications, nor has the face, standing in front of her, and enduring her mother with peace of mind...

The light that shone in Nangong Jiuer's eyes gradually faded away because of the sight of Nangong Yu.

She seemed to have grown a lot older in an instant.

The inferiority and self-blame engraved into the soul are like a shackle that shackles her!

Let her live in endless self-blame and guilt, and die a little bit by bit...

"Sister, this is Qianqian. You don't know him anymore?" Nangong Yu obviously discovered Nangong Jiuer's abnormality.

Could it be that the girl Qianqian has grown up and no longer knows her, so she acts so alienated?

Nangong Jiuer smiled bitterly.

How could she not know her own daughter?

No matter how she changes, she can recognize her at a glance in the crowd!

That was her daughter who had been pregnant for ten months.

She loves her daughter in her heart and loves her in her bones.

It is also the crystallization of her and her husband's happiness.

Her flesh and blood...

The inferiority and retreat in Nangong Jiuer's eyes, despite trying hard to cover it up, still could not escape Mu Qianqian's eyes.

Mu Qianqian looked at Nangong Jiuer in front of her, whose eyes were full of trauma, and felt her heart contraction, and an undepressed sorrow and pain surging in her heart...

Maybe it's bloodlines connected.

A strong desire arises in Mu Qianqian's heart.

Want to hug her!

Hug this woman who looks extremely pitiful and cautious...

Mu Qianqian did indeed do this.

She strode forward and carried the retreating Nangong Jiuer into her arms, and her hand did not forget to scoop her pulse.

The person in his arms is too thin!

It is so thin that the wind blows gently that it can sweep people away.

The bones are so thin that they feel uncomfortable, as if the skeleton can be split into pieces and scattered with just a slight shake.

She was so thin that she couldn't see a trace of flesh and blood. The skin wrapped around the bones could be pulled for a long time with a slight pull.

Very thin...

"Mom, I am Qianqian!" Mu Qianqian hugged Nangong Jiuer and whispered softly in her ear.

Not only does this body have a great desire for the present, but she herself is too!

Whether it is Murong Qian in the previous life or Mu Qianqian in this life, she longs for maternal love.

When she saw Nangong Jiuer's glance, she decided that she was her mother.

She Mu Qianqian's mother she recognized in this life!

After Mu Qianqian finished speaking, Nangong Jiuer's figure in her arms suddenly shook...

She was frozen there, helpless and frightened!ωωw..net

She wanted to reach out to hug her, but she was afraid...

She felt like a disaster star. As long as she touched her, she would not have good luck...

The Nangong clan was destroyed, and her husband died because she fell off the cliff.

My daughter finally left her and got rid of her past misfortune...

She can't get closer...

Nangong Jiuer stretched out her hand and wanted to push her daughter away, the farther away the better...

I am afraid that I will pass on my bad luck to my daughter again.

However, one of her wrists was still in her daughter's hands, and she was so thin that she couldn't help but push away.

"Don't move!" Mu Qianqian stared at Nangong Jiuer with gloomy eyes.

Her body...

It has reached the point where the lamp has gone and the oil has dried up.

Her health was so poor.

"Is it okay?" Seeing the little girl's expression like this, Mo Yan approached with concern in his eyes.

"Qianqian, what's wrong?" Nangong Yu looked slightly stern, and his intuition was not good.

Since meeting, he has never seen such a serious side of the girl.

It seems that something bad is about to happen.
To be continued...