"Sis..." Xiao Qiao grabbed her hand, glaring fiercely at Mu Liang. Mu Liang's attention was all on Qiao Xia and the child, so he didn't notice her, nor did he have time to care about why Xiao Qiao killed Gu Xixi.
The child finally came out, but without a knife to cut the umbilical cord, Xiao Qiao suddenly swung her hand, slicing the cord with a dagger. The child was covered in blood, and Mu Liang hastily handed the baby to Xiao Qiao. He crawled over to support Qiao Xia, "Qiao Xia, how are you? Qiao Xia, wake up, Qiao Xia, Qiao Xia..."
"Hey, hey, hey, hold your son yourself, why hand him to me? I don't know how to hold him." Xiao Qiao shouted, holding the baby in her hands, not daring to tighten her fingers. Suddenly, the baby burst into a wail, and Xiao Qiao's hand shook, almost dropping him to the ground, "Mu Liang, take your son away. Hey, I'll go sell him, hey, turn around and look at your son, hey..."
