"Qin ran, it won't hurt so much." Mu Qingyu moved his lips a little and said this between breathing.

Qin Ran's heart hurt a little, but his face was slightly red.

"I don't want to die. I'm afraid I'll die. No one will take care of you and your children." Mu Qingyu said again.

Qin Ran's head suddenly filled with blood. It was chaotic, and even her eyes became more and more wet. She subconsciously lowered her head and deepened her kiss.

This time, she took the initiative.

What people say when they are most vulnerable is probably true. Qin ran thinks so and finds himself a lot of reasons to believe in Mu Qingyu.

He was the father of her child. He saved her with his life.

Mu Qingyu was originally very painful, but now he doesn't feel at all. He is sweet with all his heart, especially sweet. Qin Ran's rare initiative, such a gentle initiative, has taken away all his pain. He just wants to recover early, stay with him and have her.

When Qin ran realized what he had just taken the initiative to do, Mu Qingyu had robbed her of all her breath and didn't give her a chance to escape.

Soft collision, he released all his feelings, gentle, overbearing, and even a humble. A little contact, her blood began to flow back, and the feeling of crispness occupied her whole body.

She opened her eyes wide and quietly looked at the perfect face in front of him. His unique taste was all over her. The cold breath in the operating room was gone. She couldn't help but make a pleasant sound.

Although small, Mu Qingyu heard clearly. The man narrowed his eyes and tightly clasped the back of Qin Ran's head

When Mu Qingyu loosened his hand, the suture had been completed. Qin ran was red in the face and even her eyes were blurred. She covered the swollen little lip that Mu Qingyu had chewed and stared at him quietly.

When the man smiled, his pale face was shining, giving people a morbid sense of romantic charm.

Qin ran was so upset that she almost jumped out of her throat. She stood there like a jade statue and looked at him motionless.

Xu was afraid that Qin ran would run away. Mu Qingyu didn't mean to sleep even after finishing the suture and taking sleeping medicine. He kept holding Qin Ran's hand and clenched it tightly.

His strong hand had no cold feeling before, but with a hot temperature, he wanted to burn Qin ran bit by bit.

Until he entered the VIP ward, Mu Qingyu didn't release his hand.

Qin ran sat beside the hospital bed, looked at the hands he held, looked at the beating instruments, and sighed gently.

"Hiss..."

Mu Qingyu saw her frown and wanted to raise his other hand to touch the center of her eyebrows, but he didn't want to move this gently. He pulled a small wound on his arm and made him weak.

Qin ran looked at him nervously, "what's wrong?"

Mu Qingyu's eyebrows tightened into a hill. His face was very ugly. His lips were still shriveled and pale because of blood loss.

Qin ran was worried, very worried.

"Nothing, I'm afraid you'll leave!" Mu Qingyu said frankly.

Yes, what he is most afraid of now is Qin Ran's leaving. After all, her heart has not been captured by him. She said to go is to go.

Qin ran saw that he was so uncomfortable and said that he was afraid of her leaving. His heart became softer and softer.

She is a soft person, not to mention how cold she gets up in the face of Mu Qingyu and the injured Mu Qingyu?

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