Cute baby comes: abduct a daddy to mommy

Han Ming holds Lu Xuewei's hand. His generous palm wraps Lu Xuewei's small hand, making Lu Xuewei feel warm. Sure enough, the little woman who was struggling just now gradually calms down.

It seems that Xia Ruoyun is right. Long mouth is really not used to quarrel.

Taking into account Lu Xuewei's mouth injury, Han Ming gently let Lu Xuewei go. Looking at Lu Xuewei's red and swollen face, his eyes are full of heartache.

"In the future, I'm not allowed to go out alone at night or leave my sight. I'm reluctant to beat my face. How can I be beaten?" Han Ming reaches for a medical ice bag at the head of the bed and covers Lu Xuewei's face.

Lu Xuewei looks at Han Ming and knows that her time with Han Ming is running out. Lu Xuewei really doesn't want to spend all this time arguing. She stretches out her arm and takes the initiative to hug Han Ming's neck.

"Shall we stop quarrelling?" Lu Xuewei wants to spend the rest of the time with Han Ming.

Han Ming raised his mouth slightly and raised his hand to touch Lu Xuewei's hair. "Fool, I was bad just now. I was just worried after seeing you hurt. I don't want you to be hurt at all."

He has never had such a feeling. A person's joys and sorrows affect his heart. Watching Lu Xuewei smile, Han Ming is even happier than getting the whole world.

Watching Lu Xuewei cry, Han Ming feels like he wants to destroy the sky and the earth.

Hearing Han Ming's words, Lu Xuewei still has tears on her face, but the corners of her mouth rise slightly. As long as she is around Han Ming for one day, Lu Xuewei will cherish it.

"Han Ming holds me tight. I miss you very much..."

Lu Xuewei just wants to hide in Han Ming's arms and feel Han Ming's tenderness. Only in this way can she not be afraid of everything.

Han Ming hugged Lu Xuewei and didn't let go for a long time. Until he felt the little woman on his shoulder breathing evenly, Han Ming gently put Lu Xuewei on the hospital bed.

He smelled the obvious smell of wine on Lu Xuewei. Perhaps Lu Xuewei was already tired and could support her until now. It was entirely because she was frightened.

"Fool, no matter what happens in the future, I will accompany you. You don't need to be afraid of anything." Han Ming gently comforts Lu Xuewei, then bends down and kisses Lu Xuewei on the forehead.

In her sleep, Lu Xuewei still didn't seem to feel secure. She frowned and held Han Ming's palm tightly, never letting go.

Han Ming gently stroked Lu Xuewei's body, trying to give Lu Xuewei enough sense of security.

Until Lu Xuewei fell asleep, Han Ming got up and went into the bathroom, took a towel, carefully wiped Lu Xuewei's cheeks and palms, and smiled at the corners of her mouth.

Looking at Lu Xuewei seriously, Han Ming seems to want to engrave Lu Xuewei's appearance in his heart. A long time later, when Lu Xuewei is not around Han Ming, Han Ming will think of this night.

At that time, if he knew that one day Lu Xuewei would leave him, he would firmly hold Lu Xuewei in his arms.

Of course, this is all later.

The night passed quickly, and many things could happen. It took Xia Ruoyun some time to find the bastard who bullied Lu Xuewei and handed it to Han Ming.

Looking at the sky gradually becoming bright, the little woman in her arms is still sleeping. Han Ming doesn't dare to move. Even if her arm has been numbed by Lu Xuewei, she can't bear to disturb the little woman.

Bai Hua went to the door and knocked on the door of Lu Xuewei's ward.

Lu Xuewei was obviously disturbed when she heard the knock on the door. With obvious uneasiness, she turned over and hid in Han Ming's arms.

Han Ming frowned and gently stroked Lu Xuewei's back.

But Bai Hua, standing at the door of the ward, didn't know the situation in the room. He just thought Han Ming didn't hear it, so he raised his hand and knocked on the door again, "Dong Dong Dong!" Worried that Han Ming could not hear it, Bai Hua also deliberately intensified his efforts.

Lu Xuewei was completely woken up.

When she opened her eyes, Lu Xuewei looked at Han Ming's spoiled eyes, which made Lu Xuewei think it was her own illusion. Lu Xuewei naturally put her hand on Han Ming's side face.

"I dreamed of you." Lu Xuewei opened her mouth lightly.

Han Ming looks at the little woman. It's obvious that she's still drunk.

"What did you dream of me?" He felt that Lu Xuewei was very cute.

Hearing Han Ming's voice, Lu Xuewei felt the truth. The hand on Han Ming's face naturally squeezed Han Ming's cheek, "does it hurt?" Lu Xuewei asks Han Ming foolishly.

"Or shall I pinch you?" Han Ming has a black line on his face. No one can pinch his face. If he hadn't taken into account the injury on Lu Xuewei's face, Han Ming would have let Lu Xuewei experience it personally.

Lu Xuewei suddenly sat up, looked at Han Ming, looked at the surrounding environment, and the scattered memories in her mind returned bit by bit, but Lu Xuewei still felt a headache.

Raise her hand to hold her forehead, and Lu Xuewei frowns slightly.

"My head hurts?" Han Ming reaches out his hand and gently kneads Lu Xuewei's temple. He wants to help relieve Lu Xuewei's discomfort. "See if you dare to drink so much wine in the future." Although Han Ming doesn't know how much wine Lu Xuewei has drunk, he can guess one or two from Lu Xuewei's appearance“ You haven't told me why it's dangerous to get drunk alone? " Han Ming deliberately grimaces and asks Lu Xuewei. Lu Xuewei tried to recall what happened yesterday and didn't hurry to answer. Suddenly thinking of the picture of drinking in the bar yesterday, Lu Xuewei looked into Han Ming's eyes and just wanted to say, "I remember." He was interrupted by another knock on the door“ Dong Dong! " Bai Hua stood at the door and looked at the time on his watch. If it weren't for Han Ming's meeting this morning, Bai Hua wouldn't bother Han Ming and Lu Xuewei at this time“ Come in! " Lu Xuewei turned her head and opened her mouth in the direction of the door. Bai Hua finally breathed a sigh of relief. He reached out and pushed open the door of the ward. He saw Han Ming's dark face. After a closer look, Han Ming was massaging Lu Xuewei. This is a rare picture. If it weren't for Han Ming's strong intraocular pressure, Bai Hua even wanted to record this picture with his mobile phone, but at this moment, Bai Hua could only lower his head, "Mr. Han, in an hour, it's a very important meeting." Now the imperial group is in a troubled time, so it is not appropriate to have many more incidents. Han Ming fingers a meal, "delay." He hasn't interrogated Lu Xuewei about drinking, and hasn't finished dealing with the bully. This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.