Female Majesty: The CEO’s spoiled husband has become her favorite

But what Lin Yuqi didn't know was that the man was not asleep.

Tonight, as usual, Fusluo put the baby to sleep and lay next to him. But when I closed my eyes, I didn't feel sleepy at all.

I couldn't help but think about the meeting between the two this afternoon. The content of the conversation replayed over and over again in my mind, and then I recalled every bit of the past together.

He thought he was relieved, but he never thought that he was just suppressed. The appearance of a woman is like a trigger, dragging out all the things that have been suppressed in my heart.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a WeChat prompt. He was still wondering who sent him the message so late.

'Is it her? '

After watching it, Fusluo began to feel uneasy.

'He never thought it would be like this. '

After putting down the phone, I couldn't calm down for a long time. Finally, I finally fell asleep when it was almost dawn, and I basically stayed awake all night.

Because he had a child, he soon woke up with his biological clock again.

"Wangwang, good morning."

Under normal circumstances, children do not wake up too late and are relatively energetic.

"Good morning, Dad."

When he opened his eyes, his face was clearly confused.

"Dad, your eyes are like those of a giant panda in the zoo."

Remembering that he had hardly slept all night, the man smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't say that. Do you want to get up now? Or should you sleep a little longer?"

"No, I need to get dressed. I want to go play with Xiaobai."

Xiaobai is a Samoyed raised by Fu's father. He has a big body but a very good personality. Wangwang has been in high spirits these days, and I really like playing with it.

After breakfast, Fusluo decided to go to the hospital. Later, Lin Yuqi sent him the address and ward number.

He was thankful last night that WeChat did not have a read function, otherwise his behavior would have been somewhat ridiculous.

Before leaving, he deliberately covered his dark circles.

Lin Yuqi left in the middle of the night, thinking that she could call the nurse when she woke up, so there would be no psychological burden.

After taking a taxi to the hospital, the man was still feeling a little uneasy.

Thinking about it later, it didn't matter. After all, everyone knew about the old sesame and rotten millet thing between them.

After hesitating for a while, he opened the door to the ward. Unexpectedly, there was no one inside.

It was precisely because there was no one else that he looked at the woman on the hospital bed unabashedly.

I didn't even notice yesterday that she seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

'Even my breasts have become smaller. '

Bah, bah, he was thinking about something.

I don’t know if it’s because of a connection between my two minds, or because I spent too much time sleeping. At this moment, Mo Nan opened his eyes.

Seeing the person standing opposite who was thinking about her day and night, she even rubbed her eyes with her hands in disbelief, and then said stupidly, "Are you still dreaming? Why aren't you awake yet?"

"I'm tired of doing it."

Then he closed his eyes again.

Being dumbfounded by what she did, Fusluo had no choice but to say, "If you don't dream, it's just me."

Hearing his words, Mo Nan was immediately awakened.

Staring, his face full of shock, "How...how did you know I was in the hospital?"

"Sister Qiqi sent me a message. She said she wanted me to come and see you."

"Then you're here? Does that mean you still care about me a little bit?"

Although she also knew that saying this might make the man unhappy and even make him turn around and leave. But she still couldn't control herself.

Sure enough, Fusluo frowned when he heard this, but did not leave.

"At least we're getting to know each other, and I don't want you to ruin yourself to death."

"Oh."

Disappointment flashed clearly in his eyes, and his whole body became decadent.

Then he forced himself to smile and said, "I'm actually fine. The surgery has been done. I just need to rest for a few days."

"Didn't you tell me you wouldn't drink anymore? Why..."

Unexpectedly, he would talk about this. The woman suddenly turned red with anxiety and said hesitantly, "I...I...thought you didn't care about me...and then...uh..."

He was still mumbling, "I just feel too uncomfortable. Drinking can make me forget about it for the time being."

“What you say must be done.”

"Sister Qiqi told me yesterday that you can't drink anymore. If you drink again, your stomach won't be able to bear it at all."

"can you do it?"

"I...how can this be possible? I'll drink a little at most."

As soon as the words came out, Mo Nan saw the man's face suddenly darken, and Mo Nan immediately changed his words, "Yes! I can. I just won't drink anymore."

The tone was a little aggrieved.

"Okay, I'm just reminding you. If nothing happens, I will..."

Seeing that he was about to leave, of course she couldn't bear to leave. then,

"I'm hungry and haven't eaten for a day. Can you buy me some porridge?"

After saying that, she looked at him pitifully.

Fusluo was stunned. After struggling for a few seconds, he compromised and said, "Okay, just wait for me for a while."

When he turned around and went out to buy porridge, he didn't see the corner of the woman's mouth that was almost split to the back of her head.

When he came back, he discovered a problem.

Mo Nan was injecting liquid into one hand, and the other hand could only hold a spoon, but not a bowl. The porridge was too hot.

Perhaps because he was too confused, he didn't even remember that there was a table on the hospital bed.

It just so happened that he had a handkerchief with him, which he usually used.

So I used it to hold the bowl and let the woman drink from it one spoon at a time.

But it was her right hand that got the needle, looking at her funny and slow movements. Fusluo grabbed the spoon from Mo Nan's hand.

He said angrily, "You're so slow."

Flattered, she drank the porridge obediently. I opened my mouth as soon as I swallowed the first bite, for fear that the man would become impatient with the waiting.

Her eyes were staring at him tightly, as if she was afraid that he would leave.

'That's great, Luoluo fed her porridge...'(?˙▽˙?)