Sweetheart,Don't run away

Because according to common sense, it's just a little bit of wind. It shouldn't be burned like this. People's mood will have a great impact on their health. For example, if a person is depressed for a long time, he is easy to be weak and get various diseases.

In fact, he knows all these things. Most of the time, he knows them, but he doesn't know how to say them.

I hope that after this period of time, when the matter eases down, he can explain everything to her. There is no one in the room, so Mo Yanke takes off his shoes, goes to bed, slides into the quilt, and takes her all over and holds her in his arms.

Although she felt hot, she tried her best to get into his arms for fear that it was not tight enough. He hugged her tightly, wrapped her carefully with a cold quilt, and then slowly and lovingly pulled the hair that fell on the side of her face back behind her ears.

It seems that such a little time, as if a lot of haggard, is his fault, he should not, she suffered in the afternoon, but he still left because of her words, really shouldn't.

"Honey. I feel sick. "

She was hoarse and low, still crying. Just this husband, as if suddenly soft Mo Yanke's heart.

"Well, here it is, my dear. I'm here. Don't worry. It's OK. I won't feel bad after a sleep."

Pushing aside the fine hair on her ear side, he lowered his head and gently kissed the tip of her little red ear. Warm breathing, also again and again to blow into her ears. She felt it and her tears began to fall.

The man couldn't help sighing.

"Wife, it's OK to sleep. When you wake up, I'll get you something to eat. Then you'll be OK. If you don't eat dinner, will you be hungry? If you're hungry, I'll get you something to eat now."

"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat, I don't have an appetite, I just feel a little uncomfortable."

She sobbed, closing her eyes and moving wildly in his arms. It seems that this is because of discomfort.

Like a kid. This appearance is really distressing and funny. It's just that the woman in his arms can make him want to break his head sometimes, and he can't feel what she's thinking inside.

Today's incident, he knows, is not so simple. Zhang Tian will go to investigate it. Maybe it's also because of what he left behind before.

"My wife, dear wife, what happened today, what are you thinking about, what the person said to you, tell me, OK, don't hide everything in your heart, what do you have to say, OK, if it's my fault, you say it, I know where I'm wrong, but you don't say anything, I don't know I don't know what you think in your heart, my wife and your husband. Even if they are fierce, they can't guess what you think in your heart, so I don't know whether you say it or not

He lowered his voice and coaxed her. Such a deep, Husky and sexy voice is the tone pursued by the top hypnotist, which is the most addictive.

She drew herself up tightly, her head shaking even more.

"Can't say, can't say."

His brow, deeply wrinkled. She is a little confused and stubborn. It seems that she has a lot of things in her heart. But the more like that, the more he wanted to know. It seemed that he had been with her for a long time, and her curiosity also infected him.

She suddenly cried low..

"Headache, husband, I have a headache."

When she reached over, she was about to grab her hair, as if she wanted to hit something. But fortunately, Mo Yanke grasped it quickly, so that she didn't make such self abusive behavior.

What did Zhang Tian say to her in the end, which made her bear such a great pressure in her heart, and her heart suddenly became angry, and anger came out in her eyes. If he knew what he said today, he would not let it go so easily. No matter who it was, no matter whether he united with Mo Yanzhe or not, he would not be soft handed, and he would have to do it one by one Come back from the crusade.

He was angry in his heart, but he tried hard to control his anger. After all, he was facing a patient now. He grasped her hand and coaxed her.

"Well behaved, don't think about it. Since it's a headache, don't think about it. I won't ask you any more. Let's talk about it when you're ready. Well behaved, give me everything. I'll do it. Don't think about it. Don't think about it. I just want you to know. No matter when it is, you just believe me. I'll never do anything I'm sorry for you I'm going to sleep. Don't think about it. I'm here. If you don't want to talk to me, don't talk. Don't talk. OK

AI Meng couldn't help sighing, "it's only because of you that I'm so upset."

If it wasn't for him, she would be like this.

He picked an eyebrow, carefully pondered this sentence, and then while plucking her hair, he coaxed her to caress her back like a child, while coaxing her."Sleep, no more."

Aimeng also wants to sleep, but just can't sleep. Even at the moment, his head is really painful, he is sleepy and his consciousness is fuzzy. But as soon as he closes his eyes, his mind is in a mess. I can't sleep.

"I can't sleep. My head is going to explode. I'm so tired, but I just can't sleep."

Impatiently, she rubbed her head hard against his chest, and soon made a mess of his neat shirt. A button was opened, revealing a large area of wheat skin.

She was more and more vigorous, and her clothes were more and more messy. Most of his chest clothes had been torn off, and several buttons of his shirt had been dropped. He had to reach for her. He didn't touch her for many days, but she couldn't bear to toss, and her body now couldn't bear to toss.

How is it possible to look sick. After all, he shook his head and restrained his desire.

Maybe he was ill, so he was very upset that he was still spinning around like this. He had to use some strength. Later, maybe she was in the right position, so she settled down and didn't move.

Then he leaned like that, as if he had found a suitable position. And then just like a cat general lean there, curling body, is so lovely, thin and small. His hand could not help but closed, more tightly embrace the arms of the delicate body.