Her Sniper

The child came a little suddenly, and it took Wen Shishi three days to slowly accept this reality.

On the day she was kidnapped, she was physically exhausted and was still hanging so high in mid air. Would it affect her life?

Mr. sniper also thought of this problem and asked the obstetrician and gynecologist.

"Although the child is only five weeks old, the data are very good, so don't worry, just take care of the baby." The doctor also prescribed some medicine: "this is folic acid. Pregnant women are prone to anemia. It's good for children and mothers to take this."

Mr. sniper kept a firm record of the frequency and quantity of folic acid, staring at Wen Shishi every day.

She is pregnant. Mr. sniper said that he would not let her stay in the hotel and insisted on taking her back to the old house.

"I just went back tonight to tell Grandma the good news and make her happy, eh?"

Wen Shishi worried: "but your arm..."

Mr. sniper said: "it's nothing. I'll give you and the child one hand. It's worth it. It's the future It may not be very convenient to drive. "

Wen Shishi immediately said, "I will open it, I will open it, and I will open it later."

Mr. sniper chuckled: "there's no way to let pregnant women drive. Let Dylan come and wait for my hands to recover."

Wen Shishi blinked suspiciously and looked at his cast arm: "but the nurse told me you have to amputate..."

"Amputation?" Mr. sniper picked his eyebrows, turned his head and looked around. Finally, his eyes were fixed on Dylan: "Dylan."

Dylan's eyes began to drift around unnaturally, obviously guilty: "President..."

"What's the matter?"

"I..." Dylan sighed, hung his head and did not dare to look at him: "that The young lady has been indifferent to you all the time. I just want to make it a little more serious and make her feel sorry for it... "

Mr. sniper frowned: "you If poetry frightens you, are you responsible? "

Dylan shrunk. "That President, young lady, you should be hungry, right? I'll go out and buy you something to eat, or preserved egg and lean meat porridge, right? I know. I'm going to buy it now and wait for me -- "

as I say it, I step back, and in a twinkling of an eye, I'm gone.

Mr. sniper shakes his head and laughs. Dylan has been learning from him for a long time.

Wen Shishi took a long breath and carefully touched his arm: "does it hurt?"

"Don't hurt" has been hovering in the mouth, but he swallowed, replaced by: "pain, pain to death..."

As soon as he spoke, he even got goose bumps.

I never thought that I would have such a coquettish day when I boasted of being strong.

People who never say it hurts actually cry it hurts. It must be very, very painful!

Wen Shishi was so distressed that he carefully supported him and sat down beside the hospital bed. He was busy to pour water for him: "are you thirsty? Have some hot water first, and when Dylan comes back, he'll have some to eat. "

The hospital only had disposable paper cups. She took half of the hot water and cold water and mixed them up to the level of just being able to enter. She held the cup to his lips and said, "come on, drink first."

"Shishi, I Not really

"But you're sick. Drinking more water can detoxify. There's nothing else in the hospital. You can make do with some boiled water first. When we get home, I'll help you to drink hot milk and juice and be obedient."

Wen Shishi raised her small face, her distressed eyebrows were frowning all the time, and her voice was no longer cold. Her soft ending was like a feather scratching at the top of her heart. Mr. sniper felt that her mouth was a little dry.

Bowed his head, on her hand to drink a mouthful, moisten the lips.

Wen said, "do you still drink?"

"Poetry."

"Well?"

"It's a little I don't feel well

Wen Shishi also thinks that his figure is much higher than Wen Shishi's. even if she is sitting, she still needs to raise her hands to pass the water cup to his lips. She looks very uncomfortable when drinking water.

She licked her lips: "what about that? Dylan is not here now. I'll call my uncle... "

As soon as he turned his head, sun Kejian and the doctors and nurses had left the ward at some time. There were only two of them left in the room. Even the door of the sick room was closed from the outside and the curtain was put down.

What are you doing

Wen Shishi's face began to turn reddish.

He looked at Mr. sniper shyly. His eyes were fixed on her. No matter where she went, his eyes would catch up with him. Just like countless nights lying in the hospital before, her figure could not leave his eyes for a moment.

"Poetry," he called."Ah?"

"Come here." His voice was hoarse. For a moment, Wen could not tell whether his voice was hurt or There's something else going on.

But now that he's hurt, it's still because of himself

Wen Shishi walked slowly.

Mr. sniper is sitting and she is standing. He can only look up at her, but his eyes look very sincere, like to see her heart: "poetry, call me."

Wen Shishi's hand holding the water cup didn't know where to put it. He was too embarrassed to say, "what are you doing again..."

"Since we met, you have called me Mr. sniper and Mr. Jiang, but you still owe me a title."

Wen Shishi blinked, "what is it?"

Mr. sniper chuckled and approached her. "What do you say?"

When he leaned down, the heat of speaking could just spray on her ears. The red ears immediately became hotter, and Wen Shishi subconsciously avoided.

Once upon a time, whenever she avoided, Mr. sniper always used his strong arm to take her back to his arms.

Now his hands are injured, wrapped in plaster, into clumsy two

"Shishi, my arm doesn't need amputation, but it's broken. The doctor said it will take at least three months to recover. In the meantime, I can't hold you. If you want to avoid me, I can't pull you back. I can only watch you

In his heart, Wen Shishi was very sad: "you are so good to recover. Do you hold it or not It's going to be fine, isn't it? "

Mr. sniper sighed with regret: "but when I want to be close to you, you will subconsciously avoid it, but I really can't help it now."

When Wen Shishi blushed, she recognized it.

This man is making money.

But it happened that she was really said that the heart of a burst of pain, very uncomfortable.

She sniffed, opened her arms to keep him, and buried herself in his broad chest: "so Is that all right? "

"Well, not enough." "A little tighter," he said

Wen Shishi broke his tears and laughed, hugged him tightly: "how about this?"

Finally satisfied, he lowered his head and gave her a gentle kiss on the top of her hair: "that's good."