Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

Yan Huan sat on the sofa in the bedroom, staring at the picture in his hand in a daze.

The woman in the painting has a beautiful face and a pair of peach eyes. Just painting is enough to make people sigh her beauty.

Yan Huan sighed and put the picture back in the drawer.

The moment the drawer closed, the man pushed the door in.

Yan Huan turned back and happened to bump into the man's arms.

The crisp breath wrapped her.

The man's low voice came from above. "What are you doing?"

"In a daze."

Li mingjue looked at the small head moving in his arms with low eyes, "is it too boring to stay at home?"

"Well, a little."

"The weather will be fine tomorrow. Take you and ziqiao to the zoo?"

Yan Huan paused, "I have an appointment tomorrow. Go with Joe."

"Have an appointment? With whom?"

"Sister Feng Jiao."

The man frowned and unfolded, "what time will you be back?"

"Soon, an hour or so."

"I'll pick you up."

"No. sister Fengjiao will bring me back."

The man said, "well, go home on time. Don't make me wait too long."

Guilty of lying, all dare not look into men's eyes.

She buried her head in his arms, smelled his clean breath and nodded obediently.

……

The next morning, Yan Huan simply pricked a ball head, took a small bag and went to the hospital.

When she arrived, Qin Fengche leaned against the door of the ward on crutches, surrounded by a group of small nurses.

Qin Fengche saw her and limped towards her, "Huanhuan!"

The group of little nurses turned to Yan Huan, and their unhappiness was immediately replaced by their unwillingness.

Yan Huan smiled helplessly and looked at the big boy in front of him.

"You are really popular everywhere."

Qin Fengche shyly lowered his head and slightly tilted the corners of his lips, "neither. They all come to work."

Boys are as simple as white paper. They blush even when they lie.

Yan Huan thought of the painting again.

Only the simplest person in the bottom of my heart can draw her so bright and sunny.

After a few seconds of silence, she said, "where's Sister Feng Jiao?"

"My sister has gone through the discharge formalities. We'll just wait for him here. Huanhuan, thank you for coming to pick me up today."

Yan Huan looked at the boy's pure smile and tightened her heart.

"Archer, the people who hit you at the airport last time... Are likely to make a comeback."

"You must protect yourself."

Qin Fengche smiled and looked at her, "Why are you a girl worried about me?"

"Don't worry, they attacked me last time. It's a face-to-face duel. It's uncertain who will lose and who will win!"

Yan Huan knew he was comforting himself.

Can he deal with the people sent by Li family alone?

"In a word, stay at home until you're well. I'll go back and tell mingjue to take Fengming's one month leave to protect you at home."

Qin Fengche's eyes twinkled with a gentle light, "Huanhuan, thank you."

The boy's voice was so soft that it seemed to drip water.

A boy of Qin Fengche's age doesn't know how to hide. His mind is written on his face.

She could see clearly his love for himself.

She smiled and said, "you're welcome. Sister Fengjiao is my sister. You are my brother. I should treat you."

The light in the boy's eyes immediately dispersed.

Yan Huan looked at his empty hands, "where's your luggage?"

Qin Fengche lost his way: "in the ward, I haven't got it yet."

"Let me get it for you. When Sister Feng Jiao comes back, we'll just go back together."

Qin Fengche gave a sound, wanted to say something, and stopped back.

Yan Huan smiled, bypassed him and entered the ward.

Qin Fengche lives in the senior ward area. The environment inside is no different from that of the hotel.

She went straight to the bedroom and saw the luggage on the bed at a glance.

When I reached for my bag belt, there was a sudden sound outside the door.

Yan Huan didn't look back and said, "Archer, how do you get in..."

Half way through her words, a chill suddenly flashed behind her.

An inexplicable fear ensued, and she subconsciously picked up her backpack and turned around.

A masked face came into view. The next second, a fruit knife went straight into her abdomen.

Fortunately, there was a luggage bag in the way. The knife didn't hurt her at all, but she stepped back two steps because of the impact.

Yan Huan reacted almost immediately, copying the vase beside her bed and smashing it hard on the man's head.

The other party didn't seem to expect that the knife was inserted into the luggage bag. After two seconds of hesitation, he was smashed in the head.

Blood gushed out like a note. The other party pushed Yan Huan away and turned out of the bedroom window.

Yan Huan fell back, and her back waist knocked hard on the corner of the cabinet. She almost fainted because of the pain.

Afraid that the man would come back again, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Li mingjue.

"Husband... Help."

"Huan'er, where are you?"

After Yan Huan reported the address of the hospital, he dialed Qin Fengjiao and Qin Fengche successively.

Neither of them answered.

She put down her cell phone, took out the fruit knife on her luggage bag and aimed around, but her vision was blurred a little.

The only remaining consciousness made her hold the knife in her hand.

I don't know how long it took, "bang" came.

The tall and straight figure of the man suddenly appeared.

Yan Huan finally closed his eyes and fell over.

Before she completely lost consciousness, she fell into a warm and clean embrace.

……

When she woke up again, she was already lying in the hospital bed.

Li mingjue held her hand for the first time, "huan'er, how do you feel?"

Yan Huan turned to look at the man and tears burst out in an instant.

Without saying a word, Li mingjue took her into his arms and kissed her hair.

"Don't be afraid, it's all right."

"The killer was caught, too."

Yan Huan looked up at him when he heard the speech. "Did you catch it? Who is it?"

The man tightened his eyebrows. "He's a black man, and his name is false. He can't track the information."

"Did he say anything?"

"When chasing him, he rushed up the elevated road and had been crushed into mud by the traffic."

Yan Huan's heart clicked.

Li mingjue stroked her long hair and said softly, "don't be afraid. The doctor said you were just too frightened. There was nothing except a bruise on the back of your waist."

Yan huanbai nodded, "where are Sister Feng Jiao and Archer?"

"I told them to go back first. When it happened, they were locked out of the door."

The red lips closed tightly, "it seems that the man had already thought about it before he started. The plan is really meticulous."

"The last bomb and this attack may have been made by one person. Huan'er, don't go out at will these days."

Yan Huan paused, "but my mother is still in the sanatorium..."

"I'll send someone to the hospital to pick her up tonight."

Yan Huan said, "I'm so tired, husband."

"If you're tired, sleep for a while and I'll take you home."

"Yes."

I don't know if it's the reason for excessive nervous tension.

Yan Huan slept in the man's arms all afternoon.

When he woke up, Li mingjue's half arm was numb, but he didn't let go for fear of waking her up.

She felt guilty and massaged him. "Are you stupid? Anyway, I'm asleep. Wouldn't it be better if you let me sleep in bed?"

Li mingjue looked at her with low eyes, "I'm afraid you'll have nightmares, and you're not tired."

Her eyes were red and she said, "I'm not tired. What's not tired? My arms are purple."

The man smiled, "then you kiss, you won't be purple."

He was just a joke. Unexpectedly, Yan Huan really bowed his head and kissed him.

The touch of soft itching came and directly itched to the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly, a touch of cold fell.

Li mingjue stared at the woman whose shoulders trembled, and his heart tightened.

"Huan'er?"