When Yan Huan was pushed into the sofa by a man, he knew that his son had been plotted.

She gritted her teeth and said, "that little rabbit!"

Li mingjue held one hand on both sides of the sofa, and the other hand firmly fixed her hands on her head.

"Huan'er, you can't struggle."

The man's voice is warm and weak, but his words are very irritating.

Yan Huan naturally knew that he was struggling, but when he reminded him, he struggled more fiercely.

It didn't matter. It stretched directly to her wound, and the pain made her convulsive and painful.

Li mingjue looked at her forehead full of sweat, quickly picked her up and rubbed her back with his big hand across her clothes.

"Huan'er, where does it hurt?"

Yan Huan's face was as white as paper, and she couldn't speak at all.

The more painful she was, the more anxious the man was, and the action gradually accelerated.

After a while, he finally touched the wound and gently kneaded it for her.

The pain gradually disappeared. Yan Huan leaned weakly in the man's arms and didn't want to say a word more.

Without forcing her, he took her to the bed, tucked her in and went downstairs.

Yan Huan was so tired that he closed his eyes and narrowed for a while. The man came back with hot water.

"Huan'er, drink some water."

Yan huangang was sweating and thirsty, but when she saw a man, she was angry and simply closed her eyes and couldn't sleep.

After a while, the door closed suddenly.

When she opened her eyes and sat up, she found that the man had gone and the hot water was still on the table.

I don't know if it's the hot water or because she was sweating. She was sleepy after a few drinks.

A night without a dream.

The next morning, the water cup on the table was taken away and replaced with her favorite fish porridge, fried shrimps with slippery eggs and a glass of milk.

She touched it and the food and milk were hot.

As soon as she took a bite, she knew that the food was sent by a man. She didn't say anything and ate it all.

Food was also sent at noon. The difference is that Yining was the one who sent it.

Yan Huan looked at a table of his favorite dishes and said, "did he make it?"

Yining nodded.

Yan Huan said, "where did he sleep last night?"

"President Li was in the study last night dealing with official business. It seems that he didn't sleep all night."

Yan Huan paused and remembered that the man came back after her this time, eight days earlier than the scheduled date.

He is probably very busy.

"Go and get an orthopedic doctor back."

"Isn't the wound on your back cured?"

Yan Huan gave a faint hum, and didn't explain anything.

Yining went out with a puzzled face. She didn't know until she invited the doctor back that she was coming to treat men.

When she took the doctor into her study, Li mingjue just came out of the bathroom.

"President Li, this Doctor Chen is specially hired by his wife to treat you."

The man's eyes softened for a few seconds and immediately returned to coldness.

"How was her lunch?"

"My wife doesn't eat much. It seems that she doesn't have a good appetite."

The man gave a faint hum and didn't say anything.

In the evening, Yan Huan found that the food had been reduced by one or two, and the taste was a lot lighter.

Especially the soup before the meal, sour and sweet, she had a big appetite after two mouthfuls.

I ate more than noon.

In the next few days, she almost came like this, and three meals a day were delivered by Yining.

She occasionally went out for a walk or chatted with Wenwan in the living room. She never met a man again.

The only thing that makes her feel that men are still there is the taste of those meals. Without exception, he made them.

Such a life lasted for a few days. Yan Huan couldn't hold back and took the initiative to find him.

She didn't knock either. She pushed open the door of the study.

Before he could speak, he was surprised by the scene in front of him.

The man stood in front of the mirror with his back to her, changing the dressing for the wound.

Three or four bandages were wrapped around his waist, and several wounds on his shoulder blades on both sides had scabbed, but they still looked ferocious from the back.

Yan Huan was stunned. The man turned back and saw that it was her. He said faintly, "take the door."

She obeyed, closed the door and stood aside.

The man didn't pay attention to her. He untied the bandage layer by layer, and the bloody wound was immediately exposed in front of her.

Once upon a time, he would rather make her angry than tell her about his injury.

For fear of her worry, especially such a serious injury.

This is undoubtedly selling her badly.

Yan Huan liked it most. She pursed her lips and said, "do you want me to change it for you?"

"OK."

She went over to apply the medicine to him, and the man took a breath when applying the medicine.

A sense of guilt suddenly sprouted in my heart.

She thought he was pretending in the hospital, but it wasn't all.

She couldn't help saying, "what can you do if you don't get well?"

Holding her upstairs and downstairs, if she hadn't seen these injuries with her own eyes, she would really think he was pretending.

The man looked back at her, "distressed?"

She bit her lip and her hand was a little heavier than before.

The man stopped breathing and looked at her like that.

She looked up at him. "I can't paint well if you look at me like this."

The wound is on the waist. Why do you show her abdominal muscles?

Li mingjue looked at her sparkling eyes because of anger. The resentment accumulated for several days dissipated most of it, leaving only softness.

He spoiled his tone. "If you can't paint well, don't paint."

Yan Huan pursed his lips and went directly around behind him.

The man was also very cooperative. After painting, she sat on the sofa and watched him wrap bandages in circles.

After finishing it, he didn't hurry to get dressed, so he went to her and sat down and pulled her into his arms.

With the experience and lessons of the last time, and the wound behind him, she would learn well and not move, so she sat on his leg and looked at him.

"Let's talk."

"OK."

The man promised happily, but he didn't mean to speak again.

The dark eyes stared at her for a moment.

Yan Huan skimmed his lips, "you say it first."

"Say what?"

"Say whatever you want."

The man looked at her for a moment. "Do you really want me to say?"

Yan Huan thought of the last time they parted unhappily and said, "forget it, I'd better say it first."

The man chuckled, "OK, I'll listen."

Yan Huan puffed up his cheeks. "Do you know how difficult it was when I was pregnant with Joe?"

"I can guess."

"I can't blame you at that time, because I did things and I wanted to have children, so I can bear the pain alone. But now it's different. You're my man. Naturally, when I'm pregnant, I want to share it with you first, but I'm afraid you'll kill the child. I didn't say anything."

"I'm hiding and tucking myself. I don't dare to go to the hospital openly. When I'm not good, it's easy to convince myself that you have your difficulties. I'll try to understand you."

"But what did you do? Just because you were afraid of children's accidents, you ruthlessly let me bear these alone. How can you bear it?"

At last, she punched him angrily in the chest.

She still deliberately avoided his injured part.

The man took her little hand and kissed it on his lips. "It's my fault. You can punish it as much as you want, okay?"

Yan Huan bit his lip. "Do you want me to forgive you for your mistake?"

The man bowed his head and kissed her face. "Huan'er, I know I'm wrong. I shouldn't let you bear these for my own selfish desires."

"I sometimes think that if you are with Mu Shixun, you don't have to bear these things and even live happily."

Yan Huan frowned, "then I'll find him now."

"No."

Yan Huan: "

"Didn't you say I would be happier with him?"

The man said in a low voice, "these are only short-lived, and does he hurt you half as much as I do?"

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