Little Runaway Wife:Enter the Wrong President's Room

"So it is." The little guy was relieved at last. He spread a bright smile and patted ou zhehao's plaster leg with his little hand. "Then Lele is relieved!"

Blue heart Yue speechless, put down the book in hand, approached them, "well, baby, you should go home, let's go! I'll take you back. "

Ou zhehao raised his eyes and looked pitifully at LAN Xinyue, "can you let the kid stay with me?"

"No, no!" The little guy waved his hand. He didn't want to be a light bulb.

But LAN Xinyue doesn't want to ignore her son because of Ou zhehao, so she agrees.

As soon as Lele heard that she wanted to stay, she immediately took the initiative to ask: "I have to take a bath and sleep, and I have to go to kindergarten tomorrow."

While the little guy was talking, he didn't forget ou zhehao on the punch press. He squeezed his eyebrows and made eyes.

Ou zhehao was dumbfounded.

It seems that this baby is really... Very precocious!!

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At night——

Blue heart Yue was head pain to pull wake up.

The migraine has gone on again. It makes her head spasm.

She turned over to get some more sleep, but suddenly she heard the sound of a broken glass downstairs.

Jiao body a Lin, the heart flashed a few bad premonitions.

Regardless of the head pain, he quickly lifted the quilt, put on slippers and ran to the door.

Pass by ou zhehao's room, the door pushes open to have a look, as expected, didn't see him on the bed.

"Ou zhehao? Is that you? " LAN Xinyue shouts in the dark room downstairs.

"Well..."

Listen to the voice of Ou zhehao to come downstairs, it seems that there are still some panting.

LAN Xinyue was shocked and ran down the stairs, "how did you get down the stairs? Why don't you call me

As soon as he came downstairs, he saw ou zhehao sitting on the sofa with crutches, panting. His big hand was stiffly propped aside. The back of his hand was red, and there was water overflowing between his fingers.

"Yue'er, bring me the burn ointment..."

Ou zhehao pointed to the place where he put the medicine box, and pulled his sword eyebrows to make a ball.

LAN Xinyue went to find the ointment in a hurry. After finishing the ointment for him in a hurry, she asked him, "why did you come downstairs by yourself? Why don't you call me if you want water? Now it's good to burn yourself like this! Does it hurt? What about the feet? Can I help you? "

Blue heart Yue worried looking at him, a series of asked him many questions.

Without his answer, she lowered her head, grabbed his hand and breathed for him carefully, trying to relieve his pain.

"It must be killing me!" The water, you know, is boiling hot water.

"No pain..."

Ou zhehao shakes his head and smiles, but he doesn't know that the low sweat on his forehead has already betrayed him.

On the back of his hand, in fact, he couldn't hold his fingers open for a long time, and on his leg, his cheek spasm was caused by pain. However, looking at her worried look, it hurt

Everything seems to be worth it!!

And LAN Xinyue, only worried about his body, and for his head pain, seems to have no too much feeling.

"Didn't you say that you had to call me for something?"

Looking at him like this, LAN Xinyue is a little angry. He is really distressed and angry.

"Guess you're asleep, so I didn't call you!" Ou zhehao smiles and says, "it's not so exaggerated! It's not particularly painful

"Ou zhehao, don't try to be brave! I've been burned, too. I understand the pain! " LAN Xinyue kept blowing on the back of his hand and asked him, "where are the legs? Does the leg hurt? "

Ou zhehao's dark eyes, deep to the bottom, fixed on the pair of worried about their own eyes, asked her, "really so worried about me?"

Ou zhehao's words, let LAN Xinyue slightly a Leng, the next moment, scold him, "Ou zhehao, now is not the time to joke!"

Ou zhehao innocent smile, "I'm not joking, see you for me like this, really happy."

"Rogue..."

Blue heart Yue because of his words, a cheek involuntarily blush, hand busy to shake off his hand, but suddenly by his big hand tightly.

Blue heart Yue surprised a second, small hand son also dare not Hu disorderly move again, "you quick let go!! Don't try so hard, it's going to hurt to death! "

Ou zhehao really quickly let go, "I didn't mean to hurt you."

He also looked at her with an apologetic look on his face, and at her "delicate" little hand.

Blue heart Yue smile, some helpless, "I mean, you will make your own hands hurt, are hot like this, but also so hard, really afraid of you!"

This time, LAN Xinyue no longer struggles, but grabs his hand and breathes for him again.

"Sit here and I'll pour water for you."

LAN Xinyue put his hand aside, got up and wanted to pour water.

However, just with the body, the head did not feel pain again.

Ou zhehao looks at her suspiciously, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing..." Lan Xinyue waved her hand and went to pour water for him.

After clearing up all the glass fragments on the ground, he went back to the sofa with water and sat down.

"Wait, the water is still hot."

Ou zhehao didn't answer her. His eyes settled on her cheek. He asked her, "is it migraine again?"

"It's just a little bit..." Lan Xinyue shook her head, "and it's much better recently."

"Come here a little bit..."

"Yes?"

Blue heart Yue doesn't understand of looking at him.

"Come on, lie down."

Ou zhehao patted her thigh and motioned her to lie on her body.

Blue heart Yue more puzzled.

"Just do it!" Ou zhehao forced her to lie on her uninjured leg and lean her head on her thigh.

Blue heart Yue a pair of beautiful eyes are staring at him for a moment, "Ou zhehao, you don't want to massage for me?"

"Is it strange?"

"Isn't it strange?" Blue heart Yue blinks and asks.

While speaking, ou zhehao's soft and warm finger abdomen has gently touched her brain acupoints on her forehead. Even if his hand is scalded, he can endure the pain.

"Can you tell me how you got this migraine?" Ou zhehao asked while massaging her.

LAN Xinyue thought for a while, and then said, "it's nothing. When I was happy, I didn't have an idea. I accidentally fell sick after childbirth. Later, I often had a headache."

"Next time the family doctor comes, let him show you." Ou zhehao is concerned.

"Good!" LAN Xinyue didn't refuse.

"Tell me how you gave birth to Lele? How did he grow up? " Ou zhehao suddenly wants to know.

LAN Xinyue slowly opens her mouth and remembers.

I don't know whether the atmosphere of the night is too relaxed or the night is too quiet

In a word, they talked about the past very easily tonight.