Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

Xia Dong lowered his eyes and walked to him. He stretched out his hand and took her right hand. She sat by his bed.

Brigham moved his body out, pulled her into his arms, held her tightly, and said softly, "Why are you coming back now?"

Xia Dong leaned against the familiar chest and her heart was full. She put her hands around his waist and whispered, "little darling, I want to accompany her more." About Barrett, they kept it from Brigham and pretended that they were accompanying Xiaoguai in the ancient castle in summer and winter, but they didn't want him to worry.

Brigham bowed his head and kissed her on the cheek. "Wife, I have a lot to say to you."

She rubbed on his chest like a cat. "Well, you say, I listen."

He tightened his arms and held her tightly, with a low voice, "wife, I have actually loved you for a long time, and I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Xia Dong looked at him with his chin raised.

A smile spread in his eyes, which was as bright as crystal.

He looked into her eyes carefully and said slowly, "I fell in love with you as early as five years ago. You made me wait for five years before I was willing to return to my world. You said, how should I punish you?"

Xia Dong's eyes filled with surprise, "you, do you remember?"

"Fool." He bowed his head and kissed her lips. The soft touch made him want more.

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He gently rubbed her lips and whispered hoarsely, "wife, it's a blessing for my third generation to meet you in this life."

Xia Dong's hands and feet were still a little soft. She threw herself into his arms. Her crimson cheeks leaned against his chest and listened to his violent heartbeat. The corners of her lips raised high and whispered, "if you don't leave, I will depend on life and death."

Brigham held her tightly, his chin against her hair, greedily breathing her fragrance, feeling her temperature and her softness. At the moment of recovering his memory, his love for her seemed to sublimate to a height, a height of soul dependence.

He loved her deeply, and so did she.

They have experienced many twists and turns before they come together and will cherish each other more in the future.

It's already more than nine o'clock at night.

Summer and winter are reluctant to go home, even if the apartment is very close to the hospital.

Brigham was reluctant to let her go, even if they would meet again tomorrow morning.

"I..."

"You..."

They spoke and stopped at the same time.

"You say first..."

The two spoke in unison.

They looked into each other's eyes and smiled like a pair of young men and girls in love.

Brigham rubbed her hair. "You'd better say it first."

Xia Dong grabbed his clothes, "it's late. I should go back."

He chuckled. "Stay with me. This bed is big."

Xia Dong seemed to think of something and blushed, "what if someone finds out?" The nurse makes rounds every night.

"What are you afraid of? We are husband and wife." Brigham looked calm, held her tightly with his arms and played a rogue, "I want you to stay with me."

Xia Dong looked up at him, smiling at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, "OK, I'll stay."

He gave her a loud kiss on the face.

She pushed his arm. "Shall I take a bath for you?"

"I can do it myself." After bailihan finished, his charming eyes narrowed suddenly, and a wicked smile came up on his lips, "OK, you wash it for me."

Xia Dong was funny. "Didn't you say you could do it?"

He bit her ear and lowered his voice, "take a mandarin duck bath."

She pinched him on the arm. "Think beautiful. Your body has not recovered yet. We can't have sex for at least one month. Besides, I'm in the late stage of pregnancy. Having sex with the fetus is not good. Just live a abstinence life for a few months."

Brigham sighed, "this child has been born and will never have children again."

Xia Dong's eyes flashed a gloom. After giving birth to the baby through a broken abdomen, she had to have an operation to remove the uterus. Even if she wanted a child in the future, it was impossible.

She leaned silently against his arms.

Brigham keenly noticed something was wrong and raised her chin. "Wife, are you angry? I'm just kidding. How many children do you want? Let's have some, shall we? "

Xia Dong's heart is sour and kind. He cares about her mood more and more. Even if there is something wrong, he will notice it. She gently stroked his handsome face and slowly smiled, "husband, I'm not angry. Having four children is enough. We don't want children."

He took her hand and kissed her finger. "Whatever you say."

She smiled, "husband, let me take a bath for you."

His eyes filled with tenderness, "OK."

Brigham could get on and off the bed by himself. Although he was wearing hospital clothes, he showed no weakness. He straightened his back and walked steadily into the bathroom.

He sat in the bathtub and the warm water slowly flowed down. Xia Dong moved a chair and sat next to the bathtub, wiping his back with a wet towel.

From this angle, she clearly saw his head, his hair was shaved, there was a long scar on his head, and some parts had green hair roots.

She couldn't help reaching out to touch his head. The root of her blue hair made her palm uncomfortable. Her fingers slipped to the edge of the scar, but she didn't dare to touch it.

Brigham smiled, "am I ugly now?"

"Not ugly, very handsome. It's the most handsome hairstyle I've ever seen." Xia Dong's eyes were filled with tears.

Brigham smiled happily. "My wife is so talkative."

Xia Dong blinked, tears splashed in bathtub. He turned his back to her and didn't see it.

Her fingers retracted and asked painfully, "husband, is it still painful?"

"It doesn't hurt." Bailihan suddenly turned his head and found her in tears. He immediately felt distressed and stretched out his arm to hold her. "Silly girl, it doesn't hurt at all. Don't cry."

Xia Dong bit her lips and brushed away her tears. She will never forget the fear in her heart when he was shot... How can such a long scar not hurt?

"Stop crying, darling." Brigham took her face, bowed his head and kissed it, gently kissing away the tears on her face.

The kiss, which was full of tenderness and honey, slowly changed its taste later. His lips slid to her neck, and then slowly down. His palm entered from the hem of his clothes and caressed her body.

Her skin was soft and smooth, like fine silk, which made him love it.

Xia Dong leaned his head against his chest and felt as soft as cotton candy.

He kissed her on the forehead and took her out of the bathtub. He wanted to take her back to the ward. She nervously grabbed his arm, "husband, your injury..."

He smiled at her, "the injury is all right. I'll hold you in bed."