Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Or we should sleep in separate beds, you are in the west and I am in the east, lest you feel uncomfortable."

"No."

Jiang Beiyuan hugged her and rubbed her shoulders with a mint-scented face.

"Just sleep like this, you can."

"But don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"Fortunately, you can."

He continued to hold her like a hot soldering iron.

Yannian sighed, bent her elbow and hit him, "Let go, let's talk about it tomorrow night, okay!"

"No."

"Cut, don't do nothing, is Teacher Jiang still a kid, can't you not afford it?"

"Can't play. To you, I never play."

He hugged her tightly, and the magnetic sound of her voice echoed in her ears, straight into her heart.

Dong Dong Dong's heartbeat, noisy her eardrums.

She dangled and turned around.

Compared to this way with her back against his chest, she prefers to bury herself in his arms and fall asleep.

"Husband..."

"Ok?"

Yannian nestled in his arms, grabbed his robe, and sighed heavily.

"I really hope that we can always be so happy."

Jiang Beiyuan paused for two seconds.

Hmm.

"Will do."

Hold her tightly.

Like a conjoined baby, I hope not to be separated forever.

...

The next day, New Year's Eve.

Early in the morning, there was endless sound of firecrackers, and it was 7 o’clock in the morning, Yannian's brows on the bed were frowned, the noise outside did not wake her up, her hair on her forehead was soaked in cold sweat, and her hands were tight. Hold together tightly.

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, wake up..."

By the bedside, Jiang Beiyuan patted her face, looking worried and worried.

Yannian opened her eyes blankly, her pupils were a little dizzy, and the deep fear in her eyes had not disappeared. Seeing Jiang Beiyuan's face, she sat up and hugged his neck without saying a word.

"Husband, uh..."

She burst into tears, slammed on his neck, gasping for breath.

Jiang Beiyuan patted her back, freeing his other hand to touch the top of her hairy hair.

"Well, my husband is here, is he having a nightmare?"

"Ok……"

Yannian was panting, still not recovering from the nightmare, and sniffed hard.

"I dreamed that we were holding each other, and then suddenly someone came and took you away. I ran to find you, and then there was a car accident on the road. There was blood on the ground, and then there was an idiom blood flow. Chenghe, maybe this is how it came..."

Hear the words.

Jiang Beiyuan's eyes flashed quickly, and it was fleeting. He quickly returned to his senses and continued to rub the back of her head, leaning over to kiss her forehead.

"It's okay, the dreams are the opposite."

"I know, but it's really scary. I also saw a person lying on the ground. He was motionless. I don't know if the person on the ground is me or someone else..."

"Forget it."

He let go of her a little bit, squeezed her smooth face, his eyes met.

"I have made breakfast, put on clothes and eat. Your husband bought you fritters and lettuce."

"okay……"

Yan Nian was a little absent, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and she was still thinking about the terrible nightmare in her heart.

The vaguely flesh-and-blood scene, it is clear that the Chinese New Year today, I feel that the good mood of the day has been destroyed by this nightmare.

"It's okay, your husband, I am enough to protect you now, and I won't let anyone hurt you again."

"Ok, I know."

Yannian smiled at him, just now Jiang Beiyuan's words were puns, but her thoughts were in a slack, and she didn't realize the deep meaning of his words.

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