Report to the captain: Your predecessor has boarded

After listening patiently, Yan Sheng nodded, walked out of the office, went to Jiang Miaomiao's ward and picked up his little wife.

Now she is really a little wife worthy of the name!

Recall that the doctor said those words just now. Was it because of the car accident and cognitive confusion?

Anyway, there is no need to be hospitalized. Then go home and take good care of it. If you listen to the doctor, it will be fine in a while!

But I didn't expect Jiang Miaomiao's sudden cognitive confusion to appear in their husband and wife's feelings.

She used to be a somewhat introverted daughter-in-law, but her behavior is also mature. Now she wants to become a cute little girl who plays coquettish and sells cute all the time.

Yan Sheng couldn't help laughing and shaking his head when he thought of Jiang Miaomiao's recovery and what expression he would look like now.

Yan Sheng went to the door of the ward and opened the door. He saw his little wife sitting beside the hospital bed, her legs shaking and her head down.

When I saw myself coming in, I was not as excited as I was just now. I just looked up and lowered my head to play with my slender fingers.

Yan Sheng felt vaguely whether the little guy in front of him had recovered? Until I heard Jiang Miaomiao's unhappy voice.

"Husband."

"Huh?"

Yan Sheng responded subconsciously. In response, Jiang Miaomiao hasn't recovered yet. He walks over and sits next to Jiang Miaomiao.

After Jiang Miaomiao came back from the examination, he stayed alone in the ward. He has been struggling with so many messy examinations today. What's wrong with him? Why do so many tests?

And Yan Sheng didn't object. He was relieved to give himself to the nurses, as if he really felt that he had a big problem.

And the most important thing is!

Yan Sheng didn't know where to go. He didn't accompany himself after such a long inspection!

As soon as Jiang Miaomiao thought of this, he raised his head and looked at Yan Sheng wrongly. His poor appearance seemed to want to say something.

Yan Sheng looked at Jiang Miaomiao and waited patiently for her to say.

Jiang Miaomiao originally wanted to say a few words to this man in front of me. Why should he let himself do so many tests and why not accompany himself? But it was brewing in my heart for a long time. I looked at his handsome face.

Look at the eyes and nose. They all grow on their own aesthetic points.

Even if there are thousands of words in my heart, it only turns into one sentence.

"Husband, hug."

He pouted and opened his arms at him.

Yan Sheng looked at Jiang Miaomiao in front of him and remembered what the doctor had just said to herself. She has no problem with her memory and knows that she is her husband.

This may feel that they do not have such a greasy love, so they become greasy.

That's why I do these actions and act like a spoiled and cute girl unscrupulously.

The most important thing now is to make her happy. It will be natural after a while!

Two people have been together for several years. Yan Sheng never knew that Jiang Miaomiao could be so confused.

Yan Sheng sighed gently, stretched out his hand, dragged her ass and picked her up.

It's like holding a child.

Jiang Miaomiao hung Yan Sheng like a sloth and rubbed Yan Sheng's face with satisfaction.

Forget it, just learn in advance and how to hold the child in the future!

His wife is also a beloved child now!

Although Yan Sheng often hugged her, most of them were Princess hugs. He never wanted to hug a child like this.

It feels quite novel.

Jiang Miaomiao was picked up by Yan Sheng, put his hands around his neck, put his chin on Yan Sheng's shoulder and smiled happily.

Yan Sheng heard Jiang Miaomiao's laughter, weighed Jiang Miaomiao up, held people more stably, and asked, "what are you laughing at? What makes you so happy? "

Jiang Miaomiao's hand slowly tightened and held it tighter.

Jiang Miaomiao thinks he is handsome. His husband's waist is so thin, thin but powerful. He doesn't feel any fat, and he can feel his hard abdominal muscles.

Men's abdominal muscles can be used to kill people, and the man who is handsome, has a good figure and abdominal muscles is still his dearest husband.

Jiang Miaomiao was not satisfied. He tightened some legs around his waist a little, and then whispered in Yan Sheng's ear, "my husband's waist is not his waist, but a machete that kills Saburo."

Jiang Miaomiao teased him. After saying this, he could obviously feel that his own husband was holding himself a little stiff.

But now Jiang Miaomiao doesn't think it's strange to talk to her husband like this. Isn't it normal for husband and wife to talk about love? Moreover, Jiang Miaomiao especially liked his reaction. With a smile on his face, he looked up at Yan Sheng's eyes and said, "husband, are you shy?"

"But they haven't finished yet!"

Jiang Miaomiao rubbed his cheek and said softly, "baby's legs are not legs, the spring water by the Seine River, Hani's back is not Bulgarian roses..."

Jiang Miaomiao usually goes online more. These messy rainbow farts can say a lot casually, but Jiang Miaomiao now feels that the stars of his passer-by powder are not as good-looking as his husband.

"All right." Yan Sheng's ears were slowly pink, and he couldn't help interrupting.

Jiang Miaomiao stopped skillfully and looked at him eagerly.

Yan Sheng only feels shy. Although he has not been praised since he was a child, he really can't stand saying these provocative words in his arms.

Yan Sheng didn't know where the little girl learned these words. He gently turned his head and said, "let's go home first."

"OK!" Jiang Miaomiao lengthened the ending and said softly.

Yan Sheng wanted to put the man in his arms down. He felt it was not good to be surrounded by people in public. However, when he wanted to release his hand, Jiang Miaomiao noticed something first, immediately held it tighter, shook his head and said firmly, "don't put me down. Just hold me home."

Yan Sheng: "

"All right, all right." Yan Sheng looked at Jiang Miaomiao's eyes and couldn't help compromising. He really didn't have any resistance to this man.