Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

How could Zhao Qichen not be moved by her warmth, he even felt a little uncomfortable.

When she was most in danger, she was not by his side.

"I'm sorry for you," Lin Qiuran sighed softly, not daring to look him in the eyes: "You told me before, telling me not to go, but I just wanted to go, so this kind of thing happened, I'm sorry for you."

"Don't say that," Zhao Qichen stroked her hair: "I will support whatever you want to do, so don't say such things. Also, we are husband and wife and we need to support each other. I hope Can you understand."

She was ill, so he didn't want to explain a lot of things to her, but this woman just looked at him with a pitiful, helpless and guilty expression.

Zhao Qichen covered her eyes.

"Don't look at me like this. You look at me like this, which makes me feel like an outsider."

When he said that, he was full of helplessness. This woman, when will he really catch her heart.

But Lin Qiuran laughed out loud.

She said: "Why do you think so? Is there any closer relationship in this world than a husband and wife?"

"It's just because you made me feel insecure." Zhao Qichen held her face in his hands: "In the future, it's impossible to say these things to me, okay?"

Lin Qiuran nodded: "Okay."

But she still couldn't help laughing, laughing that he was so nervous, but she didn't have any thoughts, because she didn't think about it at all.

"Okay, don't lie here anymore, my legs will be numb for a while, help me up, I'll go see Xiao Xia Xing," Lin Qiuran is a mother after all, her first thought when she woke up was to go and see Xiao Xia Xing .

Zhao Qichen was a little apprehensive: "You are already like this, and you still miss him." '

"That's my son," Lin Qiuran said dumbfounded.

She said: "Otherwise? If I miss someone else's son, you should be the one to cry."

"Don't say such things," Zhao Qichen glanced at her complainingly: "I can't afford this kind of joke."

He doesn't want to make such a joke, it's too hurtful, he is not a big-hearted person, possessiveness is his normal state.

As for Lin Qiuran, he didn't want anyone else to lose even a single strand of hair.

Neither is verbal.

"Okay, I got it," Lin Qiuran sat up with his support. The wound was on her shoulder, so she couldn't move her hands, and she had to rely on Zhao Qichen for everything.

Really yours are my eyes, I'm the love pattern of your arms.

Zhao Qichen said: "Now it doesn't look like the vow we made when we got married."

Whether it's birth, old age, sickness, death, or other natural and man-made disasters, he will stay by her side and will not go anywhere.

"Is that so?" Lin Qiuran kicked him: "But why do I think it's not?"

"Then what do you think it is?"

Lin Qiuran smiled wickedly: "I want to take a bath."

"No, you just finished the operation now, what kind of bath do you take, isn't this nonsense?"

"But it's really uncomfortable. During the operation just now, I must have applied ointment or something all over my body. It's very greasy. Just treat it as a help, okay?"

If there is anything in this world that Zhao Qichen can't stand the most, then Lin Qiuran's acting like a baby must be one of the things he can't stand the most.

He looked into her eyes: "Do you really want to fuck so much?"

"Yes, I really want to, and if you want to help me hide it from the doctors and nurses, they will definitely not agree."

Zhao Qichen sighed softly: "You know very well that I won't let you take a bath either. You're just cocooning yourself now. If I really hurt you, do you think I won't be sad?"

"It's really hard."

"Then... just wipe it off," Zhao Qichen looked at her, feeling helpless, and said, "I'll wipe your body with water, okay?"

what? !

Lin Qiuran looked a little embarrassed: "Here? Wipe?"

"Otherwise, I can't take you home."

If possible, he really wanted to take her home, at least the environment would be much better, but after all, he had to listen to the doctor, Lin Qiuran's wound should not see water.

"Then, can you hold back?" Lin Qiuran looked at him pointedly.

Her expression couldn't be more obvious.

Zhao Qichen was a little angry: "What do you think I am? An animal? I'm in heat anytime, anywhere."

"Why are you so fierce?"

Lin Qiuran put on an aggrieved look: "I'm just joking, and, when you look at your eyes, it seems like you're going to eat me up, can you talk properly."

The situation of the two of them seemed to be back to the original point.

At the beginning, Zhao Qichen also treated her so fiercely, but at that time, Lin Qiuran thought he loved her deeply, so she tolerated him in every possible way.

Later she knew.

Tolerance is useless.

Her love for him is a kind of love deeply hidden in her bones.

He has no way, and he will never put her in his heart again.

"Okay, I just made my voice louder. When did you see that I was really more violent than you?" Zhao Qichen looked behind him, "Doctors and nurses won't come to make ward rounds right now. You really feel uncomfortable, let me wipe it for you, okay?"

Now, Zhao Qichen is coaxing Lin Qiuran, who made her his favorite woman?
The child's mother, he decided to accompany the woman who will spend the rest of his life together.

"Then do you think we will cause wound infection because of this?" She looked into his eyes: "If it is really infected, what should we do?"

"Forget it, let's wash your feet, okay?" Zhao Qichen finally said, "In this way, you will feel more comfortable and won't be so uncomfortable."

Seems like this is the best way for now.

Lin Qiuran nodded: "All right."

we can only do this.

But she didn't realize it until she finished speaking, if she washes her feet...

"It's okay, one day, sooner or later, I will return it," Zhao Qichen looked at her lovingly: "It was very hard when I gave birth to Xiao Xia Xing."

And at that time, he wasn't around.

Even when she was in confinement, he was not by her side.

Although those few years were brought over by her in a few words, Zhao Qichen knew that no matter how quickly she brought them over, Lin Qiuran had truly experienced those painful pasts.

When a woman gives birth to a child, it is like going through a life-and-death situation.

But he is not around.

Lin Qiuran was a little moved: "It's all over."

"But I can't make it through here," Zhao Qichen patted his chest: "I owe you."

"Don't say such things. We owe nothing to anyone in this matter."