Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

It was not until he was holding LAN Yan upstairs that he thought that his husband was injured. How could he hold such a big living man and came forward to stop him, but he was saying in a low voice, "don't follow up."

The servant can only forget it. He looked at it for a long time.

Why is he holding people upstairs? LAN Yan has been sleeping and didn't wake up. I think she was tossed miserably before. He also knew that taking her back was a bear's heart and leopard's courage, and the ribs on the other side might not be able to hold.

However, he just couldn't help it. She was so ill that he was not willing to leave her alone in her own home. Even if he had an aunt to take care of her, he had to take care of her himself.

When she fell asleep, he carefully took off his coat and shoes for her and put them into the warm quilt. He sat there and watched for a long time until he felt that his ribs hurt again. Then he went downstairs and asked the servant to stew some nourishing food. He simply wiped it when he couldn't take a bath and changed into his home clothes. After this set, his body was hot with sweat.

Lying next to her and leaning against the head of the bed, he was tired at this time, but he still waited for the servant to bring nourishing soup. Then he put it at the head of the bed and half leaned against the side of the bed to gently pinch LAN Yan's face: "Yan Yan, get up and eat something."

He wanted to know that she should have nothing to eat this day. She was very distressed, so no matter how sleepy or uncomfortable she was, he still called her up.

Lanyan was sleepy, his eyes opened a gap, and his black eyes looked at him.

His heart moved and he bowed his head and kissed her on the eyelids.

At this time, she looked as simple and beautiful as a small animal. Just looking at it recalled his memories.

About the first time he possessed her, she looked at him with such deadly eyes, which made him want to pity, but he wanted to shake the ground and kill her.

Innocent and beautiful, but also raise a desire to conquer.

How it is kissing her eyelids, and her voice is particularly gentle at night: "Yan Yan, get up and have something to eat."

She raised her eyes, and then probably didn't wake up. It was different from usual. She put her head directly on his legs, and her thin arms wrapped around his waist. She moved her head childishly in order to get closer to him.

He Qizheng's heart is going to be crushed, and his voice is hoarse, "Yan Yan?"

"You're back, aren't you?" She seemed not to wake up in a dream and murmured, "why, you're back, aren't you?"

He was stunned and realized that she was now living in the past, in the days when he disappeared, in the time when she was pregnant, how much she wanted him to find her at that time, he couldn't think of it.

Now, his face is back in the past. It seems that he is still a 23-year-old girl there. He trusts and depends on him and regards him as everything.

Unwilling to destroy her dream, he bowed his head and kissed the corners of her mouth, coaxing her: "good, eat something."

She still held him in her arms and said in a low voice, "why, I'm afraid. I thought you wouldn't come back."

She even grabbed his palm and put it on her lower abdomen. Her voice was very light: "why, I'm pregnant. I'm particularly afraid..."

Then her head was buried in his arms, and her voice was vague, "will you not want me or children?"

These simple words are like a steel needle in he Qizheng's heart.