Reborn to return to the God of War husband before his death

Chapter 135 I'm Sorry

"No, the war is not over, and I have to go."

If it was possible, He Yuanling didn't want to leave at this time, he wanted to be selfish.

While speaking, he had already wrapped him in the cloak, and his lower body was still under the quilt. Anyway, he was so tight that there was no possibility of catching a cold from the wind.

As they got closer, Shen Huarou watched him purse his lips a few times, as if he was about to speak, but didn't wait for him to say anything.

Shen Huarou's heart became even more difficult to calm down, the cloak on her body was a bit heavy and she didn't want to move more, so she snuggled up to He Yuanling again.

"when are we leaving?"

Although I don't want him to leave home in my heart, I still have to accept it.

Speaking of this, He Yuanling's heart became tense, but he couldn't help it.

"I have to leave before dawn tomorrow morning."

For a while, no one spoke again.

He Yuanling was holding his breath, and wanted to say something, but felt that it was useless.

Shen Huarou stretched out a hand and put it around He Yuanling's waist.

"We'll wait for you to come back."

"sorry."

The two spoke at the same time, but they had different thoughts in their hearts.

Shen Huarou didn't feel that he was sorry for her in any way, but she felt guilty for hiding it from him.

He Yuanling was afraid that her hands would be cold, so he pulled the cloak to wrap himself in it.

At this time, he didn't think the things his junior brother gave were bad, they were practical and most suitable.

It's big and thick, and it's okay to wrap the two of them, the only downside is that it's a little hot.

There is only half a day and one night to get along with each other, and the two of them are reluctant to waste this little time in caring for each other.

He spoke again and at the same time, since it is an unchangeable fact, let the other party feel at ease.

"You can go out without worry, don't worry about home, everything is fine at home."

"You two take care of yourselves, don't worry about me."

He Yuanling's heart was very warm, because his wife cared about him very much.

Usually she doesn't show it, but when something really happens, she can see her mind.

When mentioning their mother and daughter, He Yuanling remembered that his mother told them to discuss the name of the daughter.

"Hua Rou, have you thought about a name for our daughter?"

He is not good at this, but he still has this self-knowledge.

Another one, he was really not prepared at all.

Shen Huarou said softly, "I've thought about it for a long time, He Zhiya, shall we call her Yaya?"

What's wrong?What the daughter-in-law said about He Yuanling felt good.

Of course, he didn't feel that he wanted to make up for the debt. It was his daughter-in-law who gave the girl this name, which is really good.

"Yaya, good."

He couldn't come up with anything better than this, and Yaya also sounds good, just like a delicate girl.

He Yuanling's answer was exactly the same as when he first met Yaya when he came back from his previous life.

At this moment, He Yuanling was chanting Yaya repeatedly, and the more he said it, the smoother it became, as if he could engrave the name in his heart by saying it a few times.

He knows how much he loves Yaya and Shen Huarou. It is definitely not an exaggeration to say that if you hold it in the palm of your hand, you may fall if you put it in your mouth, and it will melt.

Even if Yaya rides on his neck and grabs his hair, even if he pees all over his neck and body, he won't frown.

No one was allowed to pick up Yaya, saying that she was afraid of shocking Yaya.

Afterwards he was still complacent, "My daughter is not fragrant."

He spoiled the child to the limit, and said he was plausible, "This is my daughter.

Hmph, it's his daughter who knows, but who doesn't?
Shen Huarou smiled, and pulled her lips in pain again, "Hiss."

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

When the daughter-in-law made any movement, He Yuanling's heart was caught, and he quickly looked down at her.

What she saw was Shen Huarou's aggrieved appearance, her delicate brows were still frowning, so she didn't tell him where the pain was.

He Yuanling was so anxious that he wanted to strip her clean so that he could examine her carefully. How swollen her lips were? She bit them herself. Maybe there were other injuries on her body?

She is usually afraid of pain, even if she is a little careless and exerts too much effort, she will cry and cry out in pain.

This made me become like this, so how much did I have to suffer?

He Yuanling didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't dare to make her hurt if he made a big move.

But the heart to check for yourself is absolutely true, and the movements of the hands are faster than the mouth.

"Don't move, let me see where you still hurt?"

Under the cloak, under the quilt, half of the waist was exposed, Shen Huarou quickly pressed his hands with both hands.

Angrily annoyed the villain who said he would do it, "Of course it hurts to have a baby, it doesn't hurt."

If you are really going to be hurt, you can't let him see it. How can you just look at that kind of place for no reason?
But He Yuanling obviously didn't believe it, thinking that she was afraid that she was worried and wanted to hide it from him.

The hand was pressed again, not daring to move, only coaxing.

"Hey, let me take a look, I promise I won't hurt you."

Shen Huarou still didn't let go, but pressed He Yuanling's hand even harder.

"The lip hurts, nothing else hurts."

The two stared at each other closely, and Shen Huarou could clearly see the changes in He Yuanling's expression, knowing that he was still suspicious.

Then, she let go of her hand, and limply leaned into his words.

The voice also softened, so clear that it seemed to be talking to himself, more like coquettish, "It's really not there."

His arms were also around his waist again, and he tugged on his clothes.

With a Jiaojiao wife like this, how can He Yuanling be tougher?

Naturally, it was impossible, so she smoothed out the place she had lifted up under the quilt, and leaned back against the head of the bed with her arms around her.

"Where is it that I haven't seen it?"

The truth doesn't have to be said.

No, the waist was pinched.

Not painful, but itchy.

Skin itches, heart apex also itches.

He Yuanling didn't dare to make her angry, so he quickly changed the subject.

"I'm not at home, you two should eat, drink and sleep well."

The person in his arms didn't respond, and He Yuanling continued to ask.

"Do you know?"

Fearing that he would do something again, Shen Huarou reluctantly hummed in response.

He Yuanling wanted to say that the daughter had to be like her, pampered, and when he came back, he would see a soft little girl.

As a result, Yulan reported outside the door, "Ma'am, Third Master, the servants are here to deliver food."

The interrupted He Yuanling pursed her mouth. This girl has a bit of eyesight, but not too much.

He was just complaining in his heart, which didn't affect him calling people in, and quickly put the cloak on Shen Huarou alone.

Shen Huarou, who was tightly wrapped, looked at herself, and then at He Yuanling who was only wearing a single shirt.

In comparison, she felt a little hot.

He Yuan glanced over sharply, "Don't move, I'll open the window and put a screen to keep out the wind."

He is also hot, the cloak given by his junior brother is really thick.

Now Shen Huarou didn't move, just looked at his back, and felt that he seemed to be thinner.

Yulan came in with a wooden tray, and when she saw that Madam was leaning against the head of the bed and was tightly wrapped, she sent it directly to the bedside cabinet, and wanted to serve Madam to eat with her own hands.

As soon as she fetched water for Madam to rinse her mouth, Third Master appeared behind her.

"I'll come, you go do your thing, and I'll collect it later."

(End of this chapter)