Chapter 1149 1150 Thinking about it is going crazy
At the end of the second time, he put his arms around her, and she rested her head on his shoulder.
"Shocking clouds, I miss you." His voice was as cold as a hypnotic in hell, and his tone was full of longing and affection. He didn't know how to express his love for her, how to express his thoughts about her, he only knew that he kept thinking about her and missing her.
His voice trembled, and her voice was serene, "I miss you too." ”
His heart was filled with the joy of being lost and regained, "Have you been hurt, have you ......?"
She pointed at the corner of his mouth, "I'm fine." "Cold-hearted like him, he said three times in a short period of time that he missed her, and asked her about her safety twice, and he didn't seem to be able to say anything else, which shows how difficult it was for him to endure the days when she was not by his side.
He tightened his grip around her, as if he wanted to embed her into the bone marrow. He had a thousand words to say, he had a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand thoughts, and his heart was full of thoughts to express, but finally turned into silence, so tight that she suffocated the circle.
She felt the suffocating love from him, and she could understand that his heart contained only hers, without him saying more.
After a while, she finally couldn't help it, "Death, don't hug it too tightly." ”
He's already hugging it very lightly! Knowing that she was worried about the child, he let go of his strength slightly, "Jingyun, is our baby okay?" ”
Her little hand stroked up from his chest, "You also ask the baby?" ”
"You said you should care about the baby."
"Not so good."
A flash of worry flashed in his bloody pupils, "What's wrong?" Didn't I ...... too hard just now?"
"It's not." She shook her head, "The baby has passed three months, and the current fetal position is still stable." The joy-love just now, you also try to lighten it as much as possible, it doesn't matter. ”
"That ......"
Her little hand rubbed again to stop him from talking. The smooth fingertips brushed over the handsome and uncast, but stubble-covered right cheek, "I don't shave my beard, I don't shave, I am several years old all of a sudden." ”
"No mind." His voice was muffled, "I'm worried about you." ”
"I'm really fine."
"It's good that you're back with me again."
"We're not going to be apart, and it's not going to be long before we're apart."
"But I think it's been a long, long time, so long that I'm dying, and I'm going crazy thinking about it!"
She closed her eyes, "I know. "It's just that her love, without his, comes strong and deep.
The black-gray black-gray blackiron mask on his left cheek also fell to the bed because of the fierce love just now. Without the cover of the mask, it can be seen that the left side of his face is full of dead scars, no left eye, and the hollow eyes are gloomy.
There is no beard growing on the dead scars, and the scars are on the left side of his face, which is thicker than the normal right cheek bone.
She didn't seem to see his cripple, and her little hand moved over boredly to touch the scar on the left side of his face.
He was a little nervous, he hadn't seen her for days, afraid that she would be frightened by his horrible left cheek, after all, it was too disgusting and ugly.
Looking down, trying to see her expression, she just looked up in his arms.
His bloody right eye looked straight at her clear and clear pupils.
Her eyes were only full of longing and pity, without a trace of sympathy and pity, without a trace of fear.
The woman he loved, loved him with all her heart.