Cute Wife:The President Husband Is So Domineering

Xiao Han's dark eyes were tinged with blood, his body trembled uncontrollably in his arms, and his heart was also in pain!

He forced himself to calm down and continue to wrap her with warm body: "no, no one will look at you, no one will look at you... Only me, only me here!"

For a long time, Ling Xiaoan raised her face timidly and gazed at the man who was hugging her now.

Fragmentary thoughts, in her mind crazy toss, scenes of strange pictures impact her mind, strong impact let her brain almost every nerve collapse!

But gradually

Those messy pictures, even woven into a clear truth, a truth almost forgotten by her!

She remembered what had happened in Xiao's house that day

All, all!

Think of his terrible father, think of the cold crutch hard hit in her abdomen, think of the pain at that time, think of her dead child, finally turned into that pool of red cold blood!

She suddenly hooked his neck and buried her whole face under his neck, shouting at him in a hoarse voice: "don't leave me alone, don't leave me, Xiao Han! Please don't leave me here

Her eyes were red and trembling, as if suffering from Prajna Prajna.

Listening to her pitiful cry, his chest was strong, and his palm pressed her back. His trembling lips pressed against her wet eyes: "OK, ok... I won't leave you, I won't, I will never leave you..."

Ling Xiaoan nodded desperately, but her intense emotion could not be calmed down at all. She cried more fiercely, her eyelids could not be opened, and she could not say a word.

In the end, she was exhausted and fainted in his arms, like a withered and incomplete petal, lying silently

Xiao Han went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water and went back to the bed. He gently untied her pajamas and wiped her body with a warm towel.

He sat, holding her injured hand and kissing the back of her hand over and over again. At this moment, in his eyes, she is like a precious treasure, a treasure that needs to be carefully guarded by him, such a fragile treasure

In the middle of the night, with a scream, Ling Xiaoan suddenly sat up from the bed. She was too weak to open her eyes at all. She called him in a dry voice: "Xiao Han! Xiao Han

"Ann, I'm here. Don't be afraid. I'm here." Xiao Han held the thin shoulder, looked at her confused and panic expression, looked at the scar on her face, his eyes could not help but shed tears.

"Xiao Han, hold me! Will you hold me... Please hold me, don't leave me, don't leave! "

"OK... I'll hold you and I'll sleep with you." He lay on the bed with his arms around her.

Her breath was sometimes shallow and sometimes heavy. He knew that she was not asleep at all. He knew that she couldn't sleep at all.

Her body is in pain.

Her heart is also in pain

She has been torn to pieces by the pain!

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The next morning, Ling Xiaoan sat at the head of the bed with a pair of dry, red and swollen eyes.

She looked around, but did not find his figure, fragile mood instantly tense up.

Holding her knees, her shoulders shrunk, tears fell down in an instant, and her hoarse voice echoed in the huge room: "Xiao Han... Xiao Han! Xiao Han, where are you? Where are you... "

Hearing the sound coming from the room, Xiao Han quickly threw down his things and rushed to the bedside. He touched her head and said nervously, "I'm not leaving. I'm cooking porridge for you."

At five or six o'clock in the morning, she finally slept for a while. He took advantage of the gap to get her something to eat.

It's just that the pot is almost burnt by him, but there's still nothing to eat

Ling Xiaoan fluttered in the man's arms, her empty eyes blinked gently, and her dry throat sent out a low cry: "Xiao Han, don't leave me here... Will you sleep with me? You don't want to go anywhere... Just hold me, please... "

Xiao Han slowly drooped his eyes, and his voice stagnated: "I'll turn off the fire, and then come to sleep with you, eh?"

"OK... Then hurry up, you need to come back quickly." Ling Xiaoan nodded his head and let go a little.

There is still no light in those clean eyes, just like a doll without soul.

Xiao Han went to the living room, hesitated and dialed the phone.

More than half an hour later, four Liang invited Peijie to Shuian apartment and brought some food by the way.

On the way over, Si Liang told Pei Jie the general situation.

But at the moment, facing Xiao Han, Pei Jie still said: "if Xiao Er Ye wants to listen to my opinion, I'm still the original sentence. She needs psychological treatment."

And he is not a professional psychologist. Even if he is invited here, he can't do anything.

Pei Jie sighs secretly. The little girl has suffered a lot with a man like Xiao Han.

Miscarriage, beating, almost being raped

What's next? What kind of torture will you suffer next?

When the pain in the heart accumulate deeper and deeper, it will eventually crush the last nerve.

Moreover, the little girl's spirit was not good at all. He guessed that she might have experienced some gloomy things when she was a child.

Now, it's just making things worse.

Xiao Han motioned to Si Liang to leave first. Then he said to Pei Jie solemnly, "let her face a strange doctor all of a sudden. I'm afraid she can't accept it. You and she at least know each other. Maybe she won't be too afraid to face you."

Hearing this, Pei Jie had doubts and surprise in his eyes. The second master Xiao who stood in front of him seemed to have changed his temper.

Let people look at, inexplicably feel sour.

"I've heard from your staff that you have injuries on your back, or I'll give them to you first..."

Xiao Han refused directly: "no, I'd better ask Dr. Pei to see her first."

Compared with her, his skin injury is nothing. He has been used to it since he was a child.

If his father really wanted his life, how could he live to this day?

As early as that time, he died

Peijie was brought into the room.

Xiao Han sat by the bed, took her Ling xiao'an in his arms and said softly, "An'an, this is Dr. Pei. You know her, don't you?"

"I... I don't know him! incognizance! incognizance! Xiao Han, will you let him go? Don't let him look at me, Xiao Han. Don't let him look at me, don't look at me... Please don't look at me... "

"Xiao Han! Xiao Han, hold me... Will you hold me

Ling Xiaoan is like a frightened rabbit, trying to drill into Xiao Han's arms, shaking his head like crazy, and his mood is getting more and more uncontrollable!