Special favorite: Hei Shaojiao's wife who dares to touch

Kurosawa Yao said, "Don't read it! There is no one else except me in the middle of the night.
The heavy curtains were drawn in the ward, and the lights were turned on. Mo Xiangwan didn't know what night it was. After hearing what Kurosawa said, he looked up to see the time on the bedside.

It really showed three o'clock in the morning.

Mo Xiangwan saw that Kurosawa Yao hadn't slept for several days, and here was a single ward again, so he patted the place next to him with his hand wrapped in gauze, "Husband, are you tired? Come up to sleep."

"No! You are covered in wounds!" Kurosawa Yaoguang let Mo Xiangwan lean into his arms, all worried, for fear that the little woman would move around and touch the wound, how dare she squeeze into this small hospital bed. [

"It's okay, I don't hurt anymore!" Mo Xiangwan said, "You hold me, and I will stay still so that I won't touch the wound."

The man thought for a while, and finally went to bed at Mo Xiangwan's insistence.

Although the man looked well-proportioned, he was much larger than Mo Xiangwan, and he took up more than half of the small bed when lying on his side.

Mo Xiangwan was lying in the man's arms, which fit perfectly in his arms, so he didn't feel crowded.

"Husband, close your eyes and go to sleep." After lying down, Mo Xiangwan found that Kurosawa Yao was not sleeping, his eyes were wide open, looking at himself, and reminded him aloud.

Kurosawa Yao didn't speak, his black eyes stared deeply at the little woman in his arms, the white bandages on the little woman's body in his sight looked extraordinarily glaring, which made him feel distressed.

Mo Xiangwan leaned over to kiss the man on the lips, but was stabbed by the man's unshaven chin, and immediately complained, "Honey, your beard is really annoying!"

Kurosawa Yao smiled, such a vivid Mo Xiangwan is his little girl.

After worrying for many days, my heart finally returned to its original position.

Kurosawa Yao fell asleep.

When the man's regular breathing sounded in Mo Xiangwan's ears, Mo Xiangwan opened his eyes again.

She slept for so many days, even in the wee hours of the morning, she didn't feel sleepy at all.

In his memory, Mo Xiangwan rarely saw Kurosawa Yao's sleeping face.

Under normal circumstances, she was always coaxed to sleep by him, and then woke up under his gentle eyes.

Day after day, until now, she realized how meticulous his care is.

After waking up and seeing him in such a mess, Mo Xiangwan really felt distressed. She didn't even dare to think about how this man would behave if she really couldn't wake up.

At this moment, Mo Xiangwan suddenly remembered that she and Yao Kurosawa still had a lot of things to do, and they didn't finish them together. If she accidentally closed her eyes like that, she would never be able to wake up again, and she would become a vegetable. How unwilling!

Yokuro Kurosawa in his sleep furrowed his brows deeply and his expression was tense, as if he also encountered something that worried him in his dream.

Mo Xiangwan stretched out her left hand, which was wrapped like a pig's trotter, and gently traced it on the man's face. She really wanted to smooth out Kurosawa Yao's frown with her hand, but she couldn't help it because her hands were injured. Finish. [

I don't know how long he stared at Yao Kurosawa seriously, but Mo Xiangwan finally fell into sleep.

The next day, when everyone heard that Mo Xiangwan woke up, they all rushed into the hospital early in the morning.

Wen Ji'an said, "I just said, as long as you bring up the tape, you will definitely wake up Wanwan! Look... isn't she awake?"

Mo Xiangwan had black lines all over his head, "If you dare to tell about the recording, I will never end with you!"