Jianhan's situation is getting worse and worse. When she sleeps in bed every day, she doesn't have the strength to open her eyes, and she doesn't want to.

Zhou Dayuan will not go anywhere with her every day. She can't eat any food. Zhou Dayuan will prepare delicious food for her in a variety of ways, and then feed her spoon by spoon. The woman is good. He will eat it when he feeds it, but he will spit it out as soon as he swallows it.

Master bill came to see him several times and shook his head frequently. His physical condition was not suitable for hypnotherapy. First, he was afraid that she would hurt his child. Second, he was afraid that she would hurt himself.

Master Bill said that in fact, Jianhan has never let go in recent years. All the karma in her heart broke out at this moment. What he can save is those who want to live. Those who don't want to live, such as Jianhan, and the immortal Dara are also hard to save.

Jianhan doesn't like to bask in the sun, which can almost be called exclusion. Whenever Zhou Dayuan opens the curtains, she will wake up and struggle uneasily in bed. Therefore, most of the two months, most of the winter, are spent in the dark. The bedroom is not ventilated and stuffy, and it is quiet with suffocating depression.

In the two people ushered in the most difficult two months of life, the baby in Jianhan's belly is officially six months.

Jianhan can't eat. Zhou Dayuan infuses her with nutrient solution every day. Every day he pricks needles, he comes in person. He knows the fear. But this little guy is very stubborn. His mother is dying and he is growing up. He is very healthy.

That night, Jianhan opened her eyes vaguely, headache was about to crack, and she felt uncomfortable all over. Her little hand stretched out to touch the bedside, and no one was there.

She struggled to sit up, lifted the quilt out of bed, she did not wear slippers, barefoot on the soft thick carpet, she wanted to find Zhou Dayuan.

After a few steps, she heard a slight noise in the bathroom, and she went to see it.

The bathroom door is open, and Zhou Dayuan is standing at the washstand washing clothes.

The man wore a blue thin thread shirt and dark casual trousers. He has always been like this. His clean and simple collocation makes him handsome and elegant. There is a small pink basin on the side of the

washing table. In his hand, she is washing in her little hands, and the bubbles are coming out of his hands. There is a dim light in the shower room, so that his quiet figure is so lonely.

Jian Han looked at and felt her cheek warm and wet. She reached out to touch her face with tears.

She was already in tears.

At this time, Zhou Dayuan saw that she got out of bed, and the man was shocked. He left his clothes in his hand, simply flushed his hands and pulled out his long legs. "How can I get out of bed? Is it not cold to be barefoot? How about a cold? "

He picked her up and sent her to the soft bed.

Jianhan lies back in the big bed again. He reaches out and brings the quilt to cover her tightly. He frowns tightly. There is blame in the soft voice line, "just call me what you want to do. I'm just washing clothes. I'll cook for you downstairs later. We'll try some more. You will..."

His voice suddenly stopped, because there was a soft finger pulp came to his locked eyebrow heart, the ear echoed her gentle voice, "husband, don't frown."

Zhou Dayuan whole shock, a pair of black eyes to her small face.

What did she call him?

Husband?

Zhou Dayuan can't tell his feelings clearly. Should he be happy? No, he's not happy at all. She's getting worse and worse now. How can she think of him?

She's getting better now, probably like In the future

Jian Han slowly stretched out two small hands and touched his handsome face. She twisted her eyebrows. Her eyebrows were full of heartache, "husband, how did you lose weight? I don't even shave. "

He was the same as she was familiar with, but he was much thinner, his whole facial features were cut off, and there was a circle of moustache on his flowing jaw, which had not been shaved for a long time.

Zhou Dayuan reached out and touched her little face. He rubbed her still delicate skin with fascination. He came to her forehead and slowly kissed her, "wife..."

"Yes." She raised a smile, answered, and clasped his neck in her hands.

Zhou Dayuan from her forehead has been kissing her face, for a long time did not kiss her, dare not, afraid to offend her, he endured for a long time, at the moment still can not help.

He finds her soft red lips and kisses them gently.

Jian Han shudders a long eyelash like a palm fan, closes his eyes gently, and responds to him with green astringency.

At the moment, the dim yellow wall lamp is splashed on the two people's bodies. They don't speak, so they hold each other tightly and kiss each other. Jianhan opens his mouth and allows him to rush in gently. The two people are Zen and Mian together.

After kissing her for a long time, Zhou Dayuan released her. He buried his head in her pink neck and pressed a healthy arm around her small fragrant shoulder to press in his arms. The strong man wanted to rub her into his own blood.

"Wife, don't leave me, ok..." He rubbed her delicate skin with his nose, which looked like a pitiful little beast beside the master's leg. "Wife, I don't know how to say it. In fact, I'm not qualified to speak My parents, I am sorry, I want to pay back, one life for two lives, but, I can't bear my own life Now I have a wife and a son. I finally have a home. I can touch happiness with my hand. I really can't give up my life... ""Wife, I can't give up your life, I can't give up the life of our son. Our three members are connected by blood. We can't do without anyone I know I'm really selfish. I don't know what else I can do about my parents, except I'm sorry... "

Jian Han buried his small face in his neck. The hot tears on her face ran down quickly. It became cold in her pink neck. She sobbed, "husband, I'm sorry, I'm now It's really painful and painful... "

"Well, I know, I know..."

How can he not know her pain, she cried again and again in the dimple for her parents, she told her parents not to push her, she let her parents take her away

It's so painful for her to live in this world. She wants to be free.

In the past two months, she had a big stomach, a sharp and rolling stomach for six months, but there was no meat or two in her whole body except this one.

Before she was pregnant, she was only weighed with her in his arms this morning. She was still 90 Jin.

Just now she stood barefoot on the carpet and looked at him. She was dressed in white pajamas. The pajamas were wide and wide on her body. She was as thin as a gust of wind, and even her two delicate arms were blue and purple needle eyes.

"Wife, forgive me for being selfish this time, OK? You want to be free, but I can't let you free, I know that the things of parents are tearing your heart, and now I'm tearing your other half's heart. You're between us very painful and painful However, even if it is so, please insist on it for me, please insist on it again How can I live without you and without my son? "

Jane Hanying weak small fragrant shoulder in shaking, she covered her face and cried, "husband, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry I'm so miserable. I feel like I can't hold on

"Wife," Zhou Dayuan kisses her little face closely. His tears drop on her cheek and merge into a stream with her. In such a night, their sorrow is enough to turn into a river. "Wife, will you hold on for me and my son for a while? Our son is very healthy. He has a heartbeat for six months. You can feel it. He will kick you every day

Zhou Dayuan held her little hand on her stomach.

This is the first time that Jianhan touches his protruding abdomen in a real sense. His fingertips shuttle in and clasps her ten fingers, and takes her to touch her belly tenderly.

Her soft little hand heart covered in the middle of her belly, at this time "Dong Dong" two times, her palm felt the vibration, the baby was moving, the baby was really kicking her.

She shed tears in an instant.

Zhou Dayuan leaned down to kiss her tears and whispered, "do you feel that my wife, our son wants to be born, he wants to come to this world to have a look I also want to see him, wife. I'm 34 years old. How about giving me a son... "

"You have been hurting me for the past two months. If you can't eat every day, I can't eat Every night you don't sleep well, I'll sit and watch you Sometimes I will feel that I will die in the next second. I would rather die with you than with you However, the son is innocent. Our son is also the grandson of his parents, isn't he? His parents will be reluctant to give up... "

Jane Han sobbed, choked, she did not know what to say.

She is guilty, she should go to her parents to make amends, but, she is reluctant, she left, what should her husband do in this world?

What should she do with the baby in her stomach?

Zhou Dayuan held her small face in both hands. Now her face is so small that it is not enough for him to hold it in the palm of his hand. "Wife, don't cry anymore, eh? I'll take it as your promise. I'll give you another bowl of noodles. Will you try to eat two more

Jianhan looks at his gentle eyes, his clear tears drop by drop hit her eyelids, this is the first time she watched him cry, which broke her heart.

"Yes." She nodded.

Fragrant and delicious noodles soon came. Jianhan sat on the bed and Zhou Dayuan put a soft pillow on her back.

He took two noodles with his chopsticks, because it was hot, he dropped his eyes and blew hot air, and then handed it to her mouth.

Jianhan eats in and chews slowly.

"Delicious?" Asked the man.

Jian Han hook up the lip Cape, gentle such as water smile, "en, delicious."

She swallowed.

Two seconds later, she twisted her eyebrows and touched her chest with her soft white hand, which was a sign that she wanted to vomit.

She bent down to vomit, but at this time her soft little body was held in his arms by the man, and her red lips were blocked. It was he who kissed her.

Jian Han two small hands clenched his chest sweater, he kisses in that clean and clean charming breath came in, chest discomfort pressure down, she closed her eyes and let him kiss for a while.

"Better?" He asked.

"Yes." She nodded.

Then he did not use chopsticks to feed, his mouth bit a bit of noodles, and then fed to her mouth, and she did not want to vomit after swallowing.

Jian Han Song leaned lazily against the head of the bed. Her eyes were so sleepy that she could not open her eyes.www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!

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