Mysterious husband always comes late at night

He was so close that she could count his eyelashes, and the hot breath sprayed on her face, completely confusing her with his beauty. His voice came from a distant place and hit her soft ribs at once.

She wouldn't admit it when she died. She stuck her neck and stammered, "who and who is in love with you? Don't stick gold on your face. Even if I fall in love with a pig, I won't fall in love with you."

Gong Ting is gnashing his teeth with hate. It's very good. Falling in love with a pig won't fall in love with him, will it?

Seeing that the man looked gloomy, the little fish quickly closed his eyes, out of sight and out of mind, "I fell asleep."

"..." Gong Ting couldn't help but itch his hand and rubbed her hair. He just saw her long hair, which was burned yellow and curled by the air flow of the bomb. A sharp pain flashed in his eyes.

The ward was quiet. Even if Xiaoyu didn't open her eyes, she also felt the strong presence of masculinity. She wanted to turn over and avoid his burning eyes, but her heart was surplus and her strength was insufficient. Her back hurt so much that she didn't dare to move.

The more so, the more anxious she was. The consequence of sleeping more in the afternoon was that she couldn't sleep even with her eyes closed, and didn't want to open her eyes and stare at him.

Suddenly, a "grunt" sounded in the room.

What's that sound?

After listening carefully for a while, the little fish found that it was the sound made by her stomach. Then she heard the man's voice like a smile, "hungry?"

Little fish really wants to use his nine Yin hundred bone claws to scratch his face. He knows why. Teasing a patient, he has a long face? She closed her eyes and ignored him.

Vaguely, she felt that the man got up and went out. Then she opened her eyes and touched her shriveled stomach. It seemed that she was really hungry. She had no appetite because of the pain on her back. Now she was really hungry.

After a while, Gong Ting came back. He had a heat preservation bucket in his hand. He filled a bowl of porridge and came out. Then he came to the bedside table, put the bowl on the bedside table and helped the little fish sit up.

"Will it be hard?" She was hurt on her back and couldn't lean against the head of the bed. She could only sit so stiff. She shook her head almost mechanically. "Give me the bowl and I'll eat it myself."

Gong Ting glanced at her, took a spoon and stirred the porridge in the bowl, sometimes blew it twice, then scooped a spoon and put it on his mouth, tried the temperature, and then sent it to her mouth, "you are a patient now, the patient should look like a patient, eat."

Little fish looked down and drank porridge. Her back really hurt. Let her rely on him for a few more days. When her injury is better and she can be discharged, she will leave.

Gong Ting looked at her furry head. When he fed it, she would stretch out her mouth and suck it. Just like the newly hatched chick, his heart was soft. If she had been so good and not angry with him.

The little fish felt that his eyes had changed when he looked at her. She raised her eyes slightly and bumped into the man's slightly deep eyes. Her heart beat and subconsciously said, "Why are you looking at me like this? There's something dirty on my face?"

Without saying anything, Gong Ting put the bowl back on the bedside table and leaned over to kiss her.

The little fish's body was stiff and her eyes blinked. The man's handsome face was enlarged in front of her. She didn't really see it. The strength on her lips seemed to be going to tear her down and eat her into her stomach. She gave a cry.

This time, she didn't push him away. If they didn't have much time left together, why did she waste it on quarreling and quarrelling?