I really don't want a second marriage

Han Muzi: "

Give him the pillow. He doesn't sleep. He just lets himself sit here as a human cushion for him.

Shit, it's beautiful.

Han Muzi was tucking in his heart, but he didn't make complaints about her movements. Anyway, there were soft pillows on her legs, and her back was also there. So she sat down with her.

In fact, it's not easy for yetingchen to lean against him like this, but it's much better than him sitting upright all the time, and -- breathing is the breath of this woman.

to one's heart's content.

The ward was quiet for a moment. Han Muzi looked down at the back of the young man in front of him. He was lying so that she could see his back.

Thinking of the wound seen in the afternoon, Han Muzi couldn't bear to close her eyes.

Let's stop thinking and go to bed.

She was ready to let him sleep on his thighs all night, so she simply leaned back, tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.

It's probably that day things are too terrible, so Han Muzi didn't go to sleep for long. In his dream, all night Tingchen rushed to block the sulfuric acid for himself.

Moreover, in the dream, yetingchen was much more hurt than the reality. Han Muzi was really frightened. She was so nervous that she burst into a cold sweat and suddenly opened her eyes.

There was some shortness of breath. Han Muzi found that her back was wet, but the ward was very quiet. Han Muzi looked down and found that yetingchen slept very heavily on the pillow on her leg.

Han Muzi didn't dare to disturb him. He glanced at the watch on his wrist and found that it was more than three o'clock in the middle of the night. Has it been this point? It'll be a long time by morning.

She looked down at yetingchen again.

From her point of view, you can see his slender eyelashes reflected in the light and then cast a shadow around his eyes. Because of the injury, yetingchen's face was a little pale. Even his lips had no blood color. He slept there like an extremely fragile patient.

That's him. He looks very fragile, but he still forces her to stay here with his own injury.

Yetingchen, what on earth do you want to do?

By this means, he left her, and just slept against her, showing such a satisfied expression.

I don't know. I thought he loved himself to the extreme.

But if he really liked her so much, why did he throw the divorce contract to her five years ago and then he didn't even want to see her?

Thinking of this, Han Muzi closed her eyes tired and seemed to fall into that painful memory.

In this life, she really doesn't want to experience it again.

*

When the first ray of sunshine rose in the early morning, yetingchen woke up, but he didn't move. Last night, he kept this position and lay on the pillow on Han Muzi's leg.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, he found that she was sleeping soundly, so he got up and sat for a while, watching the woman's quiet sleeping face.

It's strange that in the past five years, this woman's plain face is no worse than that five years ago. On the contrary, she is more confident than before, so she has her own style between her eyebrows and eyes, and is fascinated by it.

Later, yetingchen secretly kissed the corner of her mouth.

But because the wound really hurt badly, he didn't continue to die.

When it was daybreak, he lay back in the pillow on the woman's leg and leaned there to feel it.

If only she could be as quiet as when she was asleep, he wouldn't have such a headache.

Unfortunately, this is impossible.

Thinking, Han Muzi moved, and then she woke up.

"Wake up?" night Tingchen's low voice came over.

Han Muzi bowed her head and found that yetingchen stared at her with a side face. The eyes were gentle and lingering, almost drowning. Han Muzi breathed and nodded blankly.

But soon she reacted again, took the initiative to avoid yetingchen's eyes and whispered, "get up."

Night Tingchen didn't get up according to his words. Instead, he stayed for a while, and then got up.

"It's uncomfortable to sleep like this." he couldn't help complaining.

Hearing this, Han Muzi's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled, "you can't sleep well. Do you think I'm comfortable?"

She wanted to stand up and go to the bathroom. When she got up, she found that she couldn't stand up and her legs were numb.

Han Muzi's face changed and her pink lips moved. Finally, she just sat there as if she was funny.

"What's the matter?" night Tingchen frowned and asked.

"What do you say?" she replied angrily: "you slept on my leg all night, and my leg can't move at all now."

Last night, Tingchen just wanted to sleep against her, but he didn't think of this problem at all. Now seeing her sitting there, she couldn't even stand up, and immediately frowned painfully, "I'm sorry, I should have thought of it."

Seeing his apologetic look on his face, Han Muzi felt a little impatient and could only say, "it's none of your business. You were hurt for me. I owe you this."

Hearing this, yetingchen was unhappy and frowned deeper.

"So you stay here with me all night because you think you owe me?"

"Otherwise?" Han Muzi quickly replied, but after saying that, she realized something was wrong, and she quickly raised her head.

Sure enough, yetingchen's eyes and expression became very disappointed.

Han Muzi said in secret that it was not good, so he could only quickly explain to him, "I don't mean to blame you. I mean, you are injured now, and I have the obligation to take care of you."

She stopped talking about him protecting herself, lest the man should make trouble about it later.

So shut up.

Let him heal the wound first.

But yetingchen stopped talking, just staring at her with dark eyes.

"My legs let you sleep all night. The pillows are numb. Won't you be angry with me at this time?"

Night Tingchen had a meal. Seeing Han Muzi's face showing a helpless and wronged expression, he suddenly realized that he had passed, so he pressed down his mood: "No."

Then he raised his hand and fell on Han Muzi's leg, trying to massage her.

Han Muzi's face changed greatly. He quickly stretched out his hand and pressed him: "what are you doing?"

"What do you say?" yetingchen took her in his other hand, then raised her hand and gently pressed the other hand on her leg.

Her legs were numb on the pillow. Most of them were caused by blocked blood, so he had to knead her now. It would be better faster.

He didn't make any other moves. He was pressing it carefully for her. Han Muzi always felt very embarrassed and wanted to avoid it. But the solemn expression on yetingchen's face made her feel that she wanted more.

Suddenly, Han Muzi exclaimed and thought of something.

"Your wound... Didn't the doctor say you shouldn't do anything that will pull the wound?"