I really don't want a second marriage

Xiaomi Dou climbed into bed, then covered his little quilt and soon fell asleep.

Seeing the children's sweet sleeping face, Han Muzi's heart couldn't calm down at all.

At this time, she should go to bed, too.

However, his heart was still in a mess. His mind was full of yetingchen's figure alone in the hospital.

Han Muzi!

Wake up!

He is yetingchen! Not a three-year-old!

He doesn't need you to take care of him at all. You're insulting yourself by thinking about him all the time. You're not his nanny. Why do you think of him so much?

After Han Muzi had done his ideological work, he went back to bed and lay down.

She closed her eyes, lay in a daze for a while, and reopened her eyes.

Time is quietly passing by. It's almost eleven o'clock now.

Han Muzi finally couldn't resist the torture in her heart. She got up lightly, grabbed her mobile phone and found that yetingchen sent her several wechat messages.

{didn't you say you'd come when you're free? If you're busy now, I'll wait.}

This wechat was sent by Han Muzi when she put down her mobile phone.

Then half an hour later, the man at the other end asked weakly.

{still not free?}

After there was no response, the man sent a message.

{I'll wait for you at the gate of the hospital. Come when you're free. You can see me as soon as you get to the hospital.}

This one was sent at nine o'clock.

9:30: {waited for half an hour, woman, do you really have the heart to let me wait?}

Ten o'clock: {hungry}

Ten thirty: {a little cold}

Eleven o'clock: {not yet? There's no one at the door of the hospital.}

Soon after this message was sent, Han Muzi's face changed. After reading the time, it was right for him to send the message. Damn it.

He's not still waiting for her at the hospital gate, is he? Didn't eat all night?

At the thought that he had waited for her at the gate of the hospital for several hours with the injury on his back, Han Muzi couldn't care about anything at this time. She just felt that she was a sinner and couldn't care about anything anymore. She directly grabbed a coat and went out.

In the middle of the night, Han Muzi rushed to the door of the community to stop the car alone, and then went directly to the hospital.

It's about 20 minutes away from the hospital. Han Muzi was very anxious looking at the last message.

This man is so old, but how can he be as reckless as a teenager?

Han Muzi scolded him for hundreds of rounds and urged the driver: "uncle, please hurry up. My friend is still waiting for me."

The driver was driving slowly. When he heard her request, he had to nod his head: "OK, I can hurry up, but I still focus on safety."

"Thank you."

Han Muzi looked down at her mobile phone again. Yetingchen didn't send her a message.

I don't know if he's going back.

Twenty minutes later, Han Muzi finally arrived at the door of the hospital. After paying the fare, Han Muzi pushed open the door and got off the car. She ran quickly, but she didn't see ye Tingchen at the door of the hospital.

Did you go back?

Han Muzi ran too fast, so she was panting all the time.

She picked up her cell phone and wanted to see if yetingchen had sent a message to herself. At this time, a faint sound came not far behind her.

"I thought you weren't coming..."

In this way, the familiar voice slipped into Han Muzi's ear without warning. She was numb before turning around. She saw the strong, thin and slender figure of yetingchen standing against the branch of the tree. His hands were inserted in the pockets of his sick clothes. The beautiful outline was hidden in the night, and she could vaguely see the pale lips and weak face.

It seemed that a big hand grabbed Han Muzi's heart tightly, and then twisted and stirred recklessly.

This feeling almost suffocated Han Muzi.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm her mood.

When his mood calmed down, Han Muzi walked towards the man under the tree with small steps.

Step by step, she was approaching him.

Under the dim street lamp, their shadows were beaten and pulled for a long time.

"You... Why are you still here... Ah..." Han Muzi just approached and opened his mouth. The man who had been leaning against the tree pole suddenly stretched out his long arm to buckle her, then grabbed her shoulder and turned around to press her on the thick tree pole.

Han Muzi exclaimed. When she thought her back was going to hurt, she had a pair of arms to block all the hard for her.

Immediately after a dark, night Tingchen's cold and dry thin lips were pressed down without warning.

"Well." Han Muzi stared at the night Tingchen who was close at hand.

His handsome eyebrows and eyes were tightly closed at the moment, and the trembling eyelashes showed his weakness, as if he could fall with a gentle push.

But the touch from her lips made Han Muzi wake up for a few minutes. She stretched out her hand and pushed his chest. Yetingchen gave a painful cry in the depths of his throat, just like the painful struggle of animals before they died, which made people cruel to hurt him again.

Han Muzi pushed his hand and stopped like this.

Yetingchen also took the opportunity to go further and occupy her sweetness and fragrance.

Her body was warm from the quilt, which was completely different from the cold he had been exposed for hours at night.

And he just needs this warmth.

Night Tingchen greedily asked for her sweetness. Han Muzi struggled, from resistance at the beginning to slowly obedience, and then responded as if nothing.

Finally, the two held together.

As time went by, the car passing by the roadside made a noise, which pulled Han Muzi's mind back, so she quickly pushed away yetingchen.

Yetingchen had enough and willingly returned his lips.

The two men's breathing became urgent. Han Muzi's lips were red and swollen, his eyes stared at him charmingly, and said angrily, "are you a fool?"

Night Tingchen knew why she scolded herself, and his thin lips restored the temperature and raised a beautiful radian. He leaned forward intimately, gently rubbed Han Muzi's smooth forehead, and gave a gentle hum.

"Well, what do you mean? I'm asking if you're a fool. Did you admit it?"

"Yes."

Night Tingchen closed his eyes and nodded again.

Han Muzi was so angry at his attitude that she wanted to scold him again.

Night Tingchen suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged her hard, and then buried his head in her arms.

"As long as you want to come, let me be a fool, I'd like to."

“……”

Han Muzi was stunned.

She accepted the man's arms blankly, her chin knocked on his shoulder, and the air she breathed was full of the man's strong breath.

Although he has been injured, although he has been in the night dew for several hours.

Although... He looks fragile.