Dangerous Billionaire Husband!

Jian Han a pair of clear apricot eyes filled with panic and heartache, she rubbed up the stairs, downstairs with a clean white shirt and a soft towel.

She sat next to him, gently trying not to wake him, wiping the blood with a towel, and then lifting her little white hand to help him take off his dirty shirt.

Just untied two buttons, her small head was touched by a big hand, and a soft and hoarse voice sounded in her ear, "wife..."

Jian Han raised his eyes in response to the voice, and bumped into his clear ink eyebrows and eyes. His bright eyes were stained with shining smile, so gentle, like stars hanging in the sky in spring.

Jian Han hook up the corner of the lip, waxy to talk to him, "husband, you wake up?"

Zhou Dayuan rubbed the tender white skin on her small face with his finger belly. He looked at her and laughed, "wife, is this a dream?"

Jian Han listens to the tip of the nose quickly sour, her eyes covered with a layer of bright fog.

She shook her head. "No

The voice just fell, her small head was deeply pressed into his arms, the injured left arm around her small fragrant shoulder, slowly tightened, buried his face in her pink neck, he closed his eyes to smell, satisfied exclaimed, "wife, great, this is not a dream, I just opened my eyes, and saw you beside me."

Jian Han two small hands slowly hold the corner of his clothes, "husband, you first release, I see you are injured, how do you hurt, I help you change the dressing. And your shirt is dirty. Take a bath in the bathroom. After the bath, we... "

"Jianhan," the man said in a low, dumb voice, "can I confess to you?"

"What?" Jianhan doesn't understand.

"May I confess to you that I dare not let go of your hand now, for I am still afraid that this is a dream. You left me seven years ago, and I have been looking for you for seven years. Every morning I open my eyes, I seem to see you sitting by my bed, smiling at me as warm as before, but when I got up, I found you were gone again. "

Jian Han felt a wet face, the tears in her eyes had fallen down.

She slowly stretched out her hand, hugged his fine waist and abdomen, and held him tightly.

"Honey, I'm sorry..."

The man did not hear her words, he seemed to be saying to himself, "Jianhan, I know why I was angry with you some time ago, because one night I received a phone call and heard that you were going to Singapore with Tang fan. I was mad and jealous."

"And the afternoon before yesterday, I knew why I wanted to take you to the hospital where you work for an examination. That's because I want all your friends to know that you are my wife. You have my son in your stomach. You belong to me completely."

"I want to keep you by my side in this way. I want to tell the world that you belong to me. Only in this way can I feel safe. Jane Han, I am really afraid, afraid you leave me again, yesterday's thing I know even if I asked you will not say, that's good, we agreed, after you are angry with me, indifferent to me, I close my eyes and then open you are good to me, I can unconditionally tolerate you, but you have to give me a son, obediently stay with me, after every day, I want to follow You have a good life. "

Jianhan tearful, she choked in his arms, even if he never said, but she knows how much psychological shadow she left him seven years ago.

He's not a God. He's afraid.

what phone calls what state of extreme nervousness. He arranged for her to go to the hospital, and that was all because he was so fierce that he was so hesitant that she didn't know which day she opened her eyes and she disappeared like the bubbles in the sun.

But Zhou Dayuan, Zhou Dayuan, maybe he will never know the reason why she left seven years ago, this secret that has been hidden in her heart, this is all the humblest but most devout love she has for him.

She gave him whatever she had in her life.

She gave him all of herself.

But love can't be said.

Zhou Dayuan loosened her shoulder and held her a weeping pear blossom drizzle face with two big hands, gently kissing away her tears. He put his forehead against her and caressed her tenderly, "Jianhan, I love you."

13 years of love, deep into the marrow, can not be forgotten every night.

Jian Han stopped choking and raised his eyes to see him. His handsome face was close to Chi Chi. The gorgeous golden light plated him with a layer of charming and exquisite edge. She nodded, "en, I know, always know."

Zhou Dayuan closed his eyes, and his eyebrows were satisfied with joy. "My hands are OK. I dealt with it last night. If I'm hungry, what do you want to eat, I'll do it for you."

Jian Han received the sadness in her heart. She trembled her long eyelashes like a fluttering Pu fan. She said softly, "I want to eat noodles."

"Good." Zhou Dayuan gets up and goes to the kitchen.

Jian Han will tea table on the medicine box packed, he is a doctor, on their own injury in the heart know, although she is distressed, but also a little heart, later to the hospital will certainly give him regular bandage.

Putting the medicine box back in place, she saw a piece of glass with blood in the garbage can beside the tea table. She shook and went to see the man in the kitchen.Zhou Dayuan is boiling water, the water is ready to put noodles, at this time he felt a soft waist, the back was held by a small woman.

He raised the corner of his mouth, did not look back, left hand holding her little hand, shuttling into her finger belly, with her ten fingers clasped, he laughed, "what's the matter?"

Jane Han Du once pink lip, stuffy ask, "how does arm hurt, when to be injured? You don't want your hands? "

She is also a doctor. There are glass fragments in his arm. He was injured yesterday, but he didn't deal with it until night. He was not afraid of bacterial infection?

He has a scalpel hand, and he can't leave any problems.

"I didn't think so much yesterday..." The man replied vaguely, "at that time, I felt like you didn't want me, you didn't want a son. If so, what would I do with my hands? Over the years, I have been to many operating rooms and saved countless patients and patients. But yesterday I was selfish. I couldn't even save myself. Why do I have to save others? "

Jian Han rubbed her small face against his upright back. She knew what kind of person he was. She knew that he had devoted himself to the research and development of medicine in recent years. He had a noble heart of compassion and compassion. It was his responsibility to save the suffering.

How many people in the world is his one hand?

But yesterday, he abandoned his responsibility and gave up everything. He would never do this if he was not in great sorrow or despair.

"Husband, didn't you fly to England yesterday? Doesn't it matter if you don't go? "

"Well, it doesn't matter." Zhou Dayuan shook his head.

It doesn't matter much. At most, there is a black history.

Next time I see those elders, I'll see their faces.

When the water was about to boil, Zhou Da Yuan moved his steps and said, "wife, let me go and get the noodles."

The woman did not move, holding his waist and abdomen of the small hand but wrapped more tightly.

Zhou Dayuan raised his eyebrows and was in a good mood. He liked the way she adhered to him. He turned around and pulled her small face in the palm of his hand with his right hand. He laughed, "what's the matter? Do you love your husband?"

"En," Jian Han nods forcefully, she takes the white shirt that is clean in the master, "change the clothes on your body first."

He is still wearing a bloody shirt, cuffs are cut by him, he looks like a bit of a despondent aristocrat.

"Well, listen to your wife." Zhou Dayuan goes to pick up the white shirt in her hand.

But I didn't get it, because the woman's little hand was retracted.

Zhou Dayuan eyes inexplicably bright, the corners of his mouth hook up, with a smile deep will her gaze.

Jianhan a almond face flashed a bit shy, in his eyes, she slowly stood on tiptoe, raised her hand to untie his shirt button, one, another

Take off his dirty shirt, Jianhan's eyes do not know where to put, he has always been the kind of clothes show thin, undressed with meat type, the appearance of warm appearance also hides a strong male physique, tight waist, delicate six abdominal muscles.

Jianhan hung down her head shyly and looked at the floor.

At this time, her armpit was held by two big hands. She stepped forward and lay down on his chest. He leaned against the glass platform and asked in a low voice, "just now, how did you stop the fire? Wife, don't you miss me

Jian Han's tender finger belly touched his chest muscles, hard, small hands quietly climbed up his strong shoulder, she took the initiative to kiss him.

Zhou Dayuan's right hand clasped her soft waist, and his left hand went around her back to turn off the fire. He frowned and asked her to kiss her for a while. He went to hold her lips and inhaled twice. He felt it was not enough. He gasped to kiss her pink neck. "Wife, I want to take a bath."

"Yes?" She's going to step back.

But the next second she had been beaten up and picked up, "wash together."

These three words make Jianhan blush quickly. She swung a small pink fist and pushed him, but he couldn't move it. The man was smiling on his head. She covered her face with two small hands and buried her in his arms.

In the hospital.

Yue Wanqing stood by the bed. She took a towel to her grandmother to wipe her face and hands. She spoke with her gently for a while.

It's the fourth day. Grandma hasn't woken up yet.

Yuewanqing sat by the bed and sighed. Then the ward door opened and Zhou Heng came in.

Yue Wanqing saw him and quickly got up. She nodded politely, "master Zhou."

Zhou Heng nodded. He looked kind and said in a low voice, "are you here again? These days you have been accompanied in the hospital, and stay up late at night, I have seen what you do. We misunderstood you a few days ago. I hope you don't take it seriously. My son's daughter-in-law is a little bit grumpy. "

Yue Wanqing shook her head and said with a smile, "I have forgotten those little things."

"Well," Zhou Heng looked at her grandmother in bed and sighed, "Xiaohui and I have been married for nearly 50 years. It seems that in the blink of an eye, we are all old. My memory still remains many years ago. At that time, our pocket bag was 6 years old. She stood in a sea of dandelion flowers and ran happily in the sunshine."

Yuewanqing listened to smile, "at that time, she was not chasing dandelion, she was just chasing the happy time shuttling through her fingertips."www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!