I go north, you go south

As for the title "Mrs. Ling", in Nan Zishu's opinion, it only has meaning when it is around Ling Bei, together with "Mr. Ling".

She does not pursue the honor brought to her by the title "Mrs. Ling", and she still has her own goals and dreams that she wants to accomplish.Just where there is "Mr. Ling", there should be "Mrs. Ling".

As long as she is with "Mr. Ling", Nan Zishu doesn't mind what others call her at other times.Naturally, she wouldn't mind whether the other party's status was noble or not, and whether she was worthy of the status of "Mrs. Ling".

She is still the same Nan Zishu from before, except that she has a lover named "Ling Bei" since then, the rest is no different.

At least that's what she always thought in her heart.

Seeing Nan Zishu's extremely gentle expression, Tian Tian finally smiled and nodded: "Okay, sister Shu Shu."

Watching the little nurse leave the room, when Nan Zishu sat next to Ling Bei's bed again, he felt a lot lighter unconsciously.

She held Ling Bei's hand again, and slowly put it on the side of her face: "Ling Bei, you will wake up soon, right?"

Nan Zishu murmured to himself.

And she finally gradually became sleepy in such an environment.Just hugging Ling Bei's hand tightly, she fell asleep beside the bed.

I don't know if it was because he was too tired or because he was lying beside Ling Bei, but even in such an uncomfortable position, Nan Zishu still fell into a deep sleep.

So much so that she didn't even notice Ling Bei woke up in time.

Not long after, Mo Ziwen, who had hardly slept all night, rushed to the ward with a large and small package of nutritious breakfast.

As a result, as soon as he opened the door and came in, he saw his elder brother sitting up at some point, staring at his wife's sleeping face with a "nymphomania" expression.

"Brother, wake up..."

"Shh, don't make a sound."

Just when Mo Ziwen wanted to ask about Ling Bei's condition, he was stopped by the other party in a very serious voice.

Ling Bei gave him another look, signaling him not to disturb Nan Zishu's rest.

However, when Ling Bei turned his eyes back to Nan Zishu again, his eyes were involuntarily filled with distress and guilt.

He silently raised his other hand, and pinned Nan Zishu's messy hair behind his ear like he did countless times before.

The action is as soft and precious as ever.

After all, Ling Bei couldn't hold Nan Zishu to sleep on the bed next to him in his current state.But after such a chaotic night, she finally fell asleep, and he really couldn't bear to disturb her.

So I can only force her to sleep here for a while.

"Ziwen."

Ling Bei didn't look up at him: "Bring a blanket over here to cover your sister-in-law."

"Oh, good."

Mo Ziwen's movements were neat.

It's just that when he felt that his movements were light and light, Ling Bei was still quite dissatisfied with "finding faults" and said: "Tsk, be gentle, don't wake her up."

Mo Ziwen pursed his lips, and rolled his eyes when Ling Bei couldn't see: I know your daughter-in-law is a treasure, but I don't want you to be so picky?

It's not enough to serve so carefully, you can do it yourself if you have the ability?

It's like who doesn't have a girlfriend yet.

But Mo Ziwen only dared to say a few words in his heart, and he didn't even dare to let Ling Bei notice his dissatisfaction.

And the movements of the hands are more careful and serious, visible to the naked eye.