Young Master Mo's little wife doted on her fiercely

"You...that...what are you looking at me for??" Chu Qiaoen said with a blushing face.

"Xiaoen... don't be shy, huh?" Murong Hang's lips were close to Chu Qiaoen's ears. Chu Qiaoen's ears were already very sensitive. Causes the neck and face to be red.

"...um..." Chu Qiaoen was really forced by Murong Hang, so he could only speak in a very vague voice.

"Okay... Our little En, everything you say is right..." Murong Hang is holding him like a child, with an indescribably ambiguous posture, Chu Qiaoen buried his head in Murong Seeing his little guy like this, Murong Hang did not continue to tease him. Murong Hang was afraid that "everything will turn back", if he teased Chu Qiaoen hard enough, it would be The gain outweighs the loss...

Murong Hang hugged Chu Qiaoen like this motionless, Chu Qiaoen also shrunk himself into a small ball, laying motionless in Murong Hang's arms, the two of them hugged quietly like this, sat for a while In the afternoon, when it was time for dinner, the servants brought over the food, and Murong Hang hugged him in the same sitting position, and carefully fed Chu Qiaoen.

Chu Qiaoen: ...um... Who is the patient now? ?
Murong Hang: "Xiao En...I'm not awake now. Naturally, I took care of you. As an old Gong, there is no reason for you to take care of others, huh?"

Chu Qiaoen: ...Suddenly there is an ominous premonition...

After Chu Qiaoen and Murong Hang finished their dinner, Murong Hang led him to the small pavilion of the hospital, and took a walk for a while. Murong Hang and Chu Qiaoen held hands, their fingers intertwined, side by side Walking shoulder to shoulder under the sunshine, along the way, many passers-by cast envious glances at Chu Qiaoen and Murong Hang. There was no contempt or disgust in their eyes, and all of them were deep blessings and envy Chu Qiaoen was afraid that Murong Hang would be tired, so he carefully supported Murong Hang to sit down. Murong Hang looked at Chu Qiaoen with pampering and helpless eyes for Chu Qiaoen's cautiousness, although Murong Hang's heart I feel that Chu Qiaoen is making a fuss, but... the body is very honest, and do as Chu Qiaoen said.

Murong Hang: The sky is big, the earth is big, no wife is the biggest...

Chu Qiaoen and Murong Hang clasped their fingers together, Chu Qiaoen rested his head on Murong Hang's body, they were outside the hospital, watching the sunset.

"Brother... Do you still remember that before you fell into a coma, the two of us sat head to head on chairs in the garden and watched the sunset?" The fiery red sunset that was about to set was reflected in the Chu Qiaoen's face was dyed a touch of crimson. It is very beautiful. From a distance, Chu Qiaoen is really beautiful. The whole figure seems to come out of the painting. Same.

After Murong Hang heard Chu Qiaoen's words, he seemed to think of something, subconsciously hooked the corners of his mouth, and then subconsciously clenched Chu Qiaoen's hand. Chu Qiaoen noticed Murong Hang's strangeness, and Chu Qiaoen I was very puzzled in my heart, and couldn't help asking: "...brother...you...what's the matter?..."

"It's nothing, I just thought of something suddenly..." Murong Hang's tone was full of emotion and a kind of wisdom to see through life.

"...??" Chu Qiaoen didn't understand what Murong Hang was talking about, Chu Qiaoen could only feel that Murong Hang seemed to understand something, and understood a lot.

"Xiao En... At the beginning, we watched the sunset, and we thought that we would always be together like this, without any accidents, but... Later, we never thought that such a thing would happen in the near future. There are many things..." Murong Hang's voice was very emotional.

After Chu Qiaoen heard Murong Hang's words, he instantly knew what Murong Hang wanted to say. The two of them had experienced a lot, alienated each other, misunderstood each other, and even...had hurt each other, even...

Everything seems to be passing by, but...it seems like it just happened yesterday. Time is a magical existence, and they...have gradually come together in this state, and are...more and more The deeper the entanglement, the time did not let us separate, but let us gradually become more and more entangled...

"Xiaoen...we have to be good all the time, maybe...tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or even every day in the future, we will encounter many things, we don't know if something will happen again, even...we even You don't know what will happen in the next second, but...Xiaoen...we must cherish each other, cherish every minute and every second now, because...I love you..." Murong Hang looked affectionately Chu Qiaoen said.

"Okay." Chu Qiaoen looked at Murong Hang with round eyes and said.

Cherish the present moment, cherish the people in front of you, as for... what's left in the future, who cares...

Chu Qiaoen and Murong Hang cuddled tightly together like this. For the rest of the time, the two of them didn't talk, they just hugged each other tightly, and there was a warm current flowing between each other. However, it slowly flowed into my heart, and finally reached the depths of my soul...

Chu Qiaoen and Murong Hang kept clasping their fingers together. When the sun set and the night gradually fell, Murong Hang took Chu Qiaoen's hand and walked back slowly. In the night, Chu Qiaoen and Murong Hang Hang is like two elderly people, showing love in every move, which makes people envious...

After the two of them were brought into the ward, Murong Hang pushed Chu Qiaoen to take a bath. Although the temperature outside is still relatively high, but... no matter what, it is dark and the temperature is cold, and the air-conditioning outside will be attached to the person. Murong Hang was afraid that Chu Qiaoen would catch a cold, so he hurriedly pushed him in to take a hot bath.

Chu Qiaoen: ...um... who is the patient...

Chu Qiaoen took a bath very quickly. Ever since Chu Qiaoen fainted in the hospital last time, Murong Hang restricted Chu Qiaoen's bathing time in a very domineering tone. Chu Qiaoen knew that Murong Hang was worried about himself. So he was very cooperative and obedient, and came out after 20 minutes of washing. After seeing Chu Qiaoen coming out, Murong Hang curled his lips in satisfaction, and Murong Hang immediately covered the fluffy blanket in his hand. Chu Qiaoen's body, Murong Hang wrapped Chu Qiaoen tightly, like a very cute and clumsy big rice dumpling. After finishing all this, Murong Hang hooked the corners of his mouth in satisfaction and looked at his Works, Murong Hang felt a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart.

"...You... look like this, I... can't walk..." Chu Qiaoen said in an aggrieved voice.

"Hmm... you are cute in this way, I... like it more..." Hearing Chu Qiaoen's words, Murong Hang hooked the corner of his mouth in satisfaction, looked at Chu Qiaoen and said.

"... Heh... man." Chu Qiaoen curled his lips when he heard Murong Hang's words in his heart.

Murong Hang had a panoramic view of all of Chu Qiaoen's little moves, the little guy was thinking a lot, Murong Hang stretched out his hand to touch Chu Qiaoen's soft hairstyle, and when Chu Qiaoen wasn't paying attention, A kiss was printed on Chu Qiaoen's side face, and after doing all this, Murong Hang left very gracefully.

Chu Qiaoen: "..."

Murong Hang stayed in the bathroom for more than 20 minutes before coming out. When Murong Hang came out, he saw Chu Qiaoen shrinking himself into a small ball, lying on the bed and falling asleep.

Seeing this, Murong Hang felt very satisfied and joyful in his heart. At the same time, Chu Qiaoen also thanked fate in his heart, thanking it for allowing him to come back, return to Chu Qiaoen's side, continue to take care of him, love him , the kind that do their best.

In fact, Murong Hang told the truth, he never thought that he could come back alive, because Uncle Ye's shot really wanted his life. Murong Hang really only had one thought in his heart at that time, that is He can die a thousand times or ten thousand times, but...his little friend must have nothing to do.

Chu Qiaoen's life is not very good, Murong Hang has always known, he knows the pain that Chu Qiaoen has suffered all the way, the world said that Chu Qiaoen is a nightmare, he has no heart at all, he kills people Ruma, but... What they don't know is what happened to Chu Qiaoen before he reached this position. Every stroke he suffered is engraved in his bones. How could he love this world with such a fickle heart? On a day that has never received kindness, Murong Hang felt more guilty than anyone else when he said this. He may be more cruel and hateful than anyone else. Knowing about Chu Qiaoen's experience, he still spoke harsh words to him and hurt him mercilessly. Thinking of this, Murong Hang's heart ached unbearably.

Murong Hang's eyes were filled with pity, and he went to bed cautiously, and then hugged Chu Qiaoen's body into his arms. Murong Hang pressed a deep kiss on Chu Qiaoen's forehead.

"Xiao En... Brother loves you... I will love you with my own life." Murong Hang said very firmly in his heart.

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When Chu Qiaoen woke up the next day, Chu Qiaoen subconsciously wanted to touch Murong Hang, but he touched the soft cushion. Chu Qiaoen sat up from the bed sleepily. Hang came back, Chu Qiaoen saw many flowers in Murong Hang's hands, Chu Qiaoen was very puzzled, he didn't know what Murong Hang was doing with the flowers.

"Brother... What are those flowers of yours for?..." Chu Qiaoen's voice had a touch of softness, and the clear and clear boyish tone that is unique to waking up in the morning.

"Hmm... I'll weave a wreath for you." Murong Hang said after hearing Chu Qiaoen's words.