Jiang Muye smiled softly at her, and said softly: "It's okay baby, you're not pregnant, you're on a period." ”

An Xiaoxiao looked stunned: "What, what?" ”

She straightened out Jiang Muye's words again, and suddenly felt sad and wanted to cry.

She sniffed, and her eyes instantly filled with tears, and a moment fell.

Her cry made Jiang Muye a little overwhelmed, distressed and sour, holding her hand tightly: "Baby, what's wrong with you?" Why did you cry all of a sudden? ”

An Xiaoxiao sat up and grabbed Jiang Muye's neck, buried her head in his neck and shoulders, and continued to cry, while intermittently speaking.

"Makino, is it that the baby doesn't like me, so he refuses to come to our house......"

Jiang Muye patted her on the back and comforted her: "No, how can the baby not like you, it is definitely not our baby who doesn't like you." ”

"But......" An Xiaoxiao sobbed: "I always thought I was pregnant this morning, I even thought about how the baby room should be decorated, why did I suddenly not get pregnant......

Jiang Muye's heart was sour, astringent and warm, and An Xiaoxiao was too far apart in her heart, so she was actually looking forward to having a baby with her, right?

This realization made him feel excited.

He lifted An Xiaoxiao from his shoulders to his eyes, and looked at her with gentle eyes: "Baby, we will definitely have a baby in the future, the baby sees that you are not in good health now, so just wait and come again, he must love you as much as I do, so I can't bear to let you suffer, right?" ”

An Xiaoxiao sniffed and nodded: "Hmm." But ......"

She cried again: "I'm not pregnant......"

Jiang Muye took her into his arms again and caressed her back to comfort: "Baby, you are just not pregnant this time, we are working hard to recuperate in the future, okay?" ”

An Xiaoxiao rubbed his T-shirt and wiped his nose, and his heart finally eased a little, but he still felt sad.

Jiang Muye watched her smear a pure white T-shirt with a smile, and pursed his lips at the end and said, "If you're angry, you're angry with your husband." ”

"Why are you mad?" An Xiaoxiao looked up at him: "I'm obviously angry with myself." ”

"I think you mind so much that you are not pregnant, which in itself is questioning your husband's ability!"

Jiang Muye had a hurt expression on his face: "Do you know that the most frustrating thing for a man is to be questioned by his own woman?" ”

An Xiaoxiao finally stopped crying and looked at him with red eyes: "I didn't mean that, you...... Belch...... It's pretty impressive. ”

Jiang Muye: "...... Ahem, thank you baby for the affirmation. ”

An Xiaoxiao nodded: "Well, then you have to continue to work hard!" ”

Jiang Muye held back a smile: "Okay! Husband works hard! ”

An Xiaoxiao nodded seriously: "Hmm! ”

Seeing that her mood finally improved, Jiang Muye breathed a sigh of relief and took her back into his arms again, and was about to confess in a low voice, when An Xiaoxiao frowned and pushed her away.

"The snot and tears on your clothes rubbed against my face......"

Jiang Muye's question mark face, so he was disgusted? But who rubbed the snot and tears on the key?

An Xiaoxiao looked at the blood stains on his arm again, and suddenly blushed: "That...... You take off your clothes. ”

Jiang Muye looked at it and hooked his lips with an indifferent expression: "It's okay, I don't mind." ”

"I don't mind."

An Xiaoxiao bit her lip, she really couldn't bear the blood of her aunt blatantly printed on Jiang Muye's T-shirt, she didn't know it before, but now that she knew, she felt that she was very twisted.

Seeing her unhappy expression, Jiang Muye hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll take it off." ”

He immediately took off his T-shirt, and his honey-colored skin was laid out in front of An Xiaoxiao's eyes, with rugged muscles, broad shoulders and a narrow waist...... It's a perfect crime, and the only fly in the ointment is that there are scars.

Regardless of the front chest or back, Jiang Muye's upper body has deep and shallow scars, except for the deepest one, most of them are shallow, but they are still easy to distinguish.

So, how many injuries did he ever have?

An Xiaoxiao couldn't help but feel distressed, she reached out and stroked it, and the movements of her hands were extremely gentle: "Makino, these scars, they hurt a lot, right?" ”

Jiang Muye's expression darkened, and he hooked his lips and smiled again after a moment: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt, my husband is a man." ”

"If I had known you before, I would not have let you suffer so many injuries, and I would definitely be able to persuade you to change your ways and get out of the trajectory of mixed society as soon as possible......"

The distress in An Xiaoxiao's clear eyes was obvious.

Jiang Muye grabbed her hand and smiled: "Baby, when I was 11 years old, you had already saved me." ”

Thank you, who were innocent and immaculate at that time, for pulling me out of the abyss of bipolar disorder, so that I became the person I was and who we are now.

Thinking like this, Jiang Muye's heart became softer and softer, and he hugged An Xiaoxiao into his arms and kissed her on the lips, and he didn't leave for a long time.

The air is quiet and sweet.

"Squeak......

The door of the ward was pushed open, interrupting the two people who were kissing in the room, Jiang Muye turned around and found that it was Jiang Mujin, and his expression finally relaxed.

He helped An Xiaoxiao to lie down, and said to Jiang Mujin, who had a bad taste: "Big brother, Xiaoxiao just woke up." ”

Jiang Mujin coughed and said, "You just woke up and tossed her?" ”

Jiang Muye coughed to hide his embarrassment, An Xiaoxiao hurriedly grabbed Jiang Muye's hand and said to Jiang Mujin: "Big brother, don't blame Muye, it's me who took the initiative to ......"

Jiang Mujin sighed helplessly: "Okay, I know that you couple are deeply in love." ”

An Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue and looked playful.

Seeing that her complexion was still good, Jiang Mujin also put her mind at ease, and at this time, Tang Xin rushed in in a hurry: "An An ......"

She saw Jiang Mujin standing next to the bed and Jiang Muye shirtless...... His brow furrowed slightly.

An Xiaoxiao became more and more happy when she saw Tang Xin: "Big brother, you take Muye to find a piece of clothing to wear, his one is dirty...... I happened to be talking to Tang Xin. ”

Jiang Mujin glanced at Tang Xin with a cold expression, then turned around and left.

Jiang Muye squeezed An Xiaoxiao's hand again, and his eyes were glued to her face for a moment before turning around reluctantly.

When the door of the ward was closed, Tang Xincai sat on the edge of the bed, with a sad face: "You are really good to Jiang Muye, but he always makes you hurt, I, who is my best friend, I really can't help but want to scold him!" ”

An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips with a cautious look: "Don't be angry, I'm not lying down properly." ”

"Then you're also lying down, not standing alive." Tang Xin glanced at her with disgust: "If this is Lu Qichen, I definitely can't bear to ...... you like this."

"Tang Xin ......"

"Okay, I know." Tang Xin sighed: "I'll just say it casually, you can listen to it casually." ”

Seeing An Xiaoxiao nodded, Tang Xin couldn't help it after all: "I heard Tang Yuan say that Lu Qichen's car often wanders near Qingshuiju, and I will look for you again at noon today...... You don't have a fate. ”

An Xiaoxiao's heart was astringent, and she couldn't say anything after all.

There is more than a little fate between the two.

……

In Jiang Mujin's office, he took a shirt to Jiang Muye, and when he caught a glimpse of the deep and shallow scar on his body, the expression on his face instantly turned sad.

"Makino." His tone was deep and sad: "This hurts...... It was when I was a child...... She hit it, right? ”

Jiang Muye's action of putting on his shirt paused, and the secrets that had been hidden in his mind for many years came out in one fell swoop......

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