Don't Mess With Your Ex-Wife

Her soft hands on his face, such a gentle touch and her shallow breath almost forced his tears out. For 24 years, he has been isolated from the word "warmth" for 24 years.

He has been pretending that he does not wake up. She has been foolishly guarding his bedside and changing a cold towel for him until

As the night fell, she fell asleep.

Lotus gently opened her eyes and looked at his girl through her messy hair.

He watched for a long time, but he did not move. His body was in the half supported position. After a while, his whole body was numb and stiff, but he did not move. He still watched her sleeping.

Her eyebrows and eyes are light, gentle and quiet, like a warm silhouette in memory.

He looked greedily, imagining every inch of her tenderness. In fact, her temper is not calm like water, sometimes it can be very fierce and irritable, he thought. He thought, he put a smile on her lips, just wanted to reach out to touch her soft hair, but her arms were numb and had lost consciousness, and the whole person was soft on the bed

"Lotus?" She opened her eyes in a muddle, rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand like a child, staring at him: "you, wake up?"

She immediately reached out her hand and touched his forehead. "Well, it's gone." She is very happy overflow smile, completely did not notice this natural gentle flow, also has the intimate touch.

Lotus's face is slightly red, he gently nodded his head, um, and looked at him pitifully: "throat, pain..."

She immediately brought him warm water, he did not want, clamoring for hot chocolate milk.

Su Jin couldn't help laughing. He was really like a child.

Out of the room, he went downstairs to ask Uncle Shan whether there was chocolate hot milk at home. His face was very surprised, but he calmed down and ordered cijun to go out and buy it.

Xiaoyou is still angry looking at her, like a little hedgehog, all over the body of the thorn.

Su Jin thought in his heart, the child also likes young master Lian.

She turned back to the room, and Lian was already calling her.

Then, Su Jin heard a clumsy, cruel, as if it was a copy of the story of Sandra.

The man lying in bed, a 26-year-old man, had the face of an 18-year-old boy. He told her that he was an illegitimate son of a dead mother. He was not allowed by his father's main room. He had to kill him secretly several times, and the son of the main room could not tolerate him. On the day she saved him, he was being pursued by the men in the main room, and the wound was given by them.

Su Jin knew very well that the man was coaxing her, but she was still filled with indignation and indignation. Finally, when he was almost in tears, he hugged him like a friend: "ah Lian, I will protect you from now on!"

He looked at the petite her, almost on the stage of laughter, but then, her words, really let him never laugh out.

"Ah Lian, what's your full name?"

Lotus face rose red, wriggling pulled the quilt to lie down: "I am tired, sleep."

"Lotus, tell me, tell me, tell me..." It can't be called Lianhua, Jiong. His face looks like he ate stool.

"May I not tell you?" He was very sad in his heart.

"No!" Su Jin's eyes widened.

"Then you, don't laugh at me, promise, swear!" Lian plucked up her courage, but she still didn't want her to promise, swearing.

Please remember this site: huaxiangju www.huaxiangju.com