Lay Down My Bad Husband

Xie Xiaolin stopped, turned back and glared at Li Zheng. She said angrily, "Li Zheng ~!"

"What's the matter?" Li Zheng looked at Xie Xiaolin with an angry face and asked.

Xie Xiaolin is so depressed. This man doesn't understand the amorous feelings.

"You're just like your boss. You're not a good thing."

Words fall, Xie Xiaolin turned around and left, no longer pay attention to Li Zheng behind.

Li Zheng is looking at Xie Xiaolin's back, a face of confusion, he did not provoke her, how suddenly angry.

"No, no, please, no..."

In the VIP ward, the motionless woods on the sickbed suddenly open their mouth, with endless fear in their whispering voice.

The man who has been standing in front of the window quietly hears the sound and suddenly turns back. The first thing that comes into his eyes is Lin Ziyi's tears in the corner of his eyes. Under the not too bright light, the tears faint out of scorching light. Just one look, it stings the man's eyes, and even more stings the man's heart.

Heart, suddenly a shrink, lunge, the man strode to the bed, stretched out his hand, accurately grasp Lin Ziyi in the air helplessly waving small hand, tightly grasp.

"Lin Ziyi..."

The man's voice has never been hoarse to open his mouth, a pair of ink eyes tightly narrowed, bent over, raised the other hand, wet and hot and slightly thick belly gently fell, stroked Lin Ziyi's high fever but pale abnormal face, thumb from her eyes again and again gently rubbed, to wipe her tears.

"No, don't take the stream, don't take my child, please, please..."

Lin Ziyi shakes her head and murmurs. Tears are like a stream, and she slides down from the corner of her eyes. Her little hand grabs the man's big hand desperately, as if in a nightmare, the man's big hand is the only straw she can grasp.

"Lin Ziyi, wake up, wake up!" The man growled hoarsely, trying to pull her out of that damned nightmare, "you want children, I'll give you, I'll give you whatever you want, you wake up quickly!"

Lin Ziyi seems to have heard the man's roar. Gradually, he pulls the man's little hand tightly and relaxes. The tears in the corner of his eyes are gradually stopped. Even the locked eyebrows seem to have eased. However, there is no sign that he wants to open his eyes and wake up.

"Lin Ziyi, don't you really want to wake up and look at me? Do you really hate me that much? " The vastness of man's eyes is like the night sky outside the window. It's dark without any light. Countless waves are surging in it, which may engulf him or anyone at any time.

When he closed his eyes, the man took a deep breath. A drop of transparent liquid dropped from his eyes and hit Lin Ziyi's butterfly like eyelashes.

Bow, across the white gauze, the thin lips of the man, carefully in the middle of the eyebrows of Lin Ziyi, unwilling to leave for a long time, until, a tender and sad voice suddenly came from the door of the ward.

"Mom."

When the door of the ward was pushed open, the little guy's voice rang. At first sight, he didn't see Lin Ziyi. He rushed to the inner ward with his legs. Seeing the man kissing Lin Ziyi's eyebrows, the little guy rushed up, pushing hard and shouting, "you are all bad guys. Don't touch my mother."

The man's handsome eyebrows bulge. Under the little guy's push, his lips leave Lin Ziyi's eyebrows. He straightens up and opens his eyes.

Looking at the stubborn son in front of him, the man picked him up. His face was heavy and cold, and he looked at him. His voice was also heavy and cold. "Call dad."

Little guy cold "hum..." A, stubbornly turned his face, "I don't want to call your father, after all don't call."

The man's face is more heavy and colder. The mother and son must have been his enemies in their last life.

"Isn't it that you're not going to let me marry your mother?"

"Hum..." again Dismissive, said, "like my mother's uncle is more, just don't want you to marry."

The man narrowed a pair of ink eyes, looked at the little guy, threatened, "then you are going to let other men marry your mother, and then give birth to other children with your mother, directly do not want you, right?"

The little guy immediately turned his face to stare at his own father, and said angrily, "you talk nonsense, mom won't want me."

Men are also cold "hum..." "That's not necessarily. Everyone knows. It's better to kiss your father."

"You hate it!" The little guy is anxious. He doesn't want his mother to marry other men, and then have a brother or sister with other men, and then don't want him. "You won't marry your mother at all, you will only find my stepmother for me, and then have children with my stepmother, and don't want me at all."

"Who said that?"

"You said it yourself."

"Then if your mother doesn't find you a stepfather, I won't find you a stepmother."

"Really?" The little guy is half convinced.The man a pair of eagle eyes squint him, in front of this boy, he can't have a little prestige!

The little guy was a little hairy and nodded, "well, if you don't find my stepmother for me, don't let me live apart from my mother, and don't bully my mother with my grandfather, I won't ask other men to be my father."

"Listen to me, Dad."

"Dad..." The little guy is a little reluctant. His voice is like the cry of a mosquito.

"No, speak up."

"Dad!"

"I didn't hear you. Speak a little louder."

"Dad."

The man contentedly raised his hand and rubbed the top of the little guy's hair, "it's almost the same."

With that, the man took off the little guy's shoes clumsily, put him on the hospital bed, and sat down close to the woods. Then he pulled a chair and sat down next to the hospital bed, still calmly asked, "have you eaten? “。

The little guy nodded, "I'm full."

The man nodded, his face a little better, "now sleep with your mother, obediently."

The little guy "Oh ~" gave a sound, took off his coat and handed it to the man. Then, he opened a corner of the quilt and lay down obediently beside Lin Ziyi. A pair of small hands habitually put their arms around Lin Ziyi's neck, and then he kissed Lin Ziyi on his pale face.

Perhaps feeling the familiar smell and smelling the familiar smell, Lin Ziyi locked his eyebrows and gradually stretched out some of them. He put his hands around the children around him.

Because Lin Ziyi still had a needle on the back of her hand, he was afraid that she would accidentally walk the needle. So when her hand was going to hold the child, the man quickly reached out and held one of her little hands, wrapped it in the palm of her hand, so as not to disturb her any more.