"Mother, don't you like Zhen'er anymore Why don't you hug Zhen'er anymore" Xiao mumbled, his eyes welling up with tears.,Xie Shuning looked coldly: "It's really that the young master doesn't want to return to the house" She coughed twice, gritting her teeth to the point of almost being ferocious.,He looked up, confused and impatient, but still bent down and hugged her. Wen Xueluo was still lying there. He became suspicious and just as he was about to let go of Xie Shuning, a sharp pain suddenly came to his chest.。