The Eighty Blessed Wife is a prodigal

Chapter 351

Chapter 351

"Bastard, stinky rascal!"

Sitting on the bed, Tang Xin glared at the congratulatory words with resentment, wanting to cry without tears.

In such a situation, can she go out tomorrow?

Seeing this, He Yan was also very distressed. He leaned over and put his lips on the red place, and kissed him lightly.

Tang Xin shrank her legs and looked at him with blushing cheeks: "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to get the medicine, wait for me here." Then he got up and left.

Tang Xin was stunned for a long time before she realized: "You you you, have you brushed your teeth yet!?"

In the end, Tang Xin's leg was drugged by He Yan and wrapped in two layers of gauze before she could barely move.

Otherwise, even touching the quilt would cause her to gasp in pain.

"Heart, I miss you."

He Yan, who lay back under the blanket again, put his uninjured right hand around Tang Xin, felt the soft fragrance in his arms, and he closed his eyes in satisfaction.

The more he got along, the more he realized that he couldn't do without the little woman in his arms.

The idea of ​​letting her marry someone else in his hands or after death, now I think it is very absurd, and I even scolded myself for being kicked in the head by a donkey.

He actually handed over such a good daughter-in-law to others.

Now, even if he died, he would not let go of the person in his arms.

"Tang Xin, are you ready?"

His deep voice sounded above his head, cautious and nervous.

Tang Xin looked up suspiciously, not understanding what he was talking about.

"kindness?"

The corners of his lips were curled up. Against the backdrop of the moonlight, his dark pupils were like black gemstones, so beautiful that she couldn't bear to take her eyes away.

"Get ready, life is my person, death is my ghost, are you ready?"

"I have children, can you listen to this?"

Tang Xin narrowed her beautiful eyes, put the hand on He Yan's waist, pinched him for a long time, and finally pushed him away angrily: "Stop pinching!"

There is no fat at all, and I can't pinch it at all.

"Well……"

He Yan was suddenly pushed aside and touched his injured left shoulder, causing him to grunt in pain.

"How is it? Is it particularly painful?"

Hearing the muffled sound of He Yan, Tang Xin stood up in panic, and was about to look at his left shoulder, but was wrapped in his arms by his long arm, her brows were slightly frowned, but her eyes were filled with satisfaction.

"It hurts."

His voice was full of pain, but the movement of hugging her was very hard.

"Then let me go, and I'll see if the wound is open."

"Let me hold you for a while, it'll be fine."

He leaned on her neck and spoke softly.

The tone is no longer painful, but satisfied.

She blushed, and wanted to push him, but thinking of his pain just now, she curled up her bare hands on his chest, and then said softly: "Then let's change our movements, I will press you like this."

"it is good."

He Yan turned over quickly, hugged her sideways, and closed his eyes contentedly: "Go to sleep."

The two fell asleep in this position, and the result of waking up the next morning can be imagined.

"My hands are numb."

Tang Xin lay on the bed with a bitter face, looked at the congratulatory words that could not get up on her body, and complained.

What a man!

He was so dull and expressionless at the beginning, but now he is fine, not to mention turning into a wolf every minute, and playing hooligans anytime and anywhere.

What about the flower of Gaoling?

He Yan lay back in his seat and rubbed Tang Xin's arm with his right hand.

"Ah, don't rub it for me, it will make you feel even more uncomfortable!"

Tang Xin let out a cry and quickly avoided his movements.

　ask for a ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)