The two men stood in the morning light, smoking cigarettes silently, neither of them speaking until the eagle came out onto the balcony.

"Young master, Shao Nai Nai is awake!" He reported loudly, his face full of irrepressible joy.

Night Thunder Jue's body shook, and without even pausing for a second, he puffed out the cigarette butt and walked quickly into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Xia Tong had just woken up, she was leaning on the head of the bed, her little face was as pale as paper under the light, and her whole person was so weak that she seemed to disappear.

The man's heart tingled like a cone, and he took a few steps forward, took her into his arms, and hugged her to his chest.

"How? Does it still hurt? ”

Xia Tong shook his head, staring at the anxiety and bloodshot in the man's eyes, and his heart ached: "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt anymore......"

Her voice was hoarse, and her body shook uncontrollably after she finished speaking, and her brows furrowed.

Saying that it doesn't hurt is actually just comforting him, and I don't want him to worry too much, in fact, there is still a faint throbbing pain in his abdomen at the moment.

Xia Tong didn't know where it hurt, it seemed that every part of the internal organs in his abdomen hurt and was uncomfortable, and his stomach was also churning for a while, and he wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit.

This feeling is like being kicked in the stomach countless times, and the dull pain in the abdomen does not stop, as if the internal organs have been dismantled.

Despite the discomfort, she held back and remained silent.

It was only because when she woke up and saw that the doctors and servants had relieved expressions on their faces, she guessed that Night Thunder Lord must be angry, otherwise everyone would not be like a great enemy.

"It doesn't hurt?" Night Thunder Jue frowned, suspicious, and then put his big hand on her abdomen, and pressed it down slightly.

"Ah......" Xia Tong was in pain, and immediately let out a low cry, his little face turned a little whiter, and there were faint tears in his eyes.

"Still say it doesn't hurt!?" The man sank his face, his expression was both heartbroken and a little angry, and he quickly moved and gently rubbed her abdomen, "Tell me, where does it hurt?" ”

His voice was extremely gentle, as if he was afraid that a louder voice would startle her, and his other hand was constantly patting her back.

His movements made Xia Tong's eyes sour, his heart warm, and the faint pain in his abdomen seemed to disappear.

"I can't tell, but I think I'm in okay shape, and it should be fine." Although there was a dull pain in his abdomen, he thought that he was in good spirits, Xia Tong smiled at him, but he didn't know how pale and weak his smile was.

The man's brows were tightly locked, his slender fingertips rubbed her chin, Xia Tong leaned into his arms, took a deep breath, and smelled the tobacco on the man's body.

Faint, very clear, Xia Tong chuckled, they all said that men smoke and drink smelly, but Ye Tingjue is different, this tobacco smell adds more manliness, and the wild breath smells good.

"In the future, smoke less." She knew that he must be worried, since she returned to the night house this time, she had not seen him smoke, if he wasn't anxious, he wouldn't smoke, right?

"Okay, don't smoke it, and don't smoke any of it in the future." Night Thunder lowered his head and kissed her forehead, wrapped his arms tightly, and wrapped her in his arms, and the two snuggled up, quietly no longer talking.

Murong Che stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, he leaned against the glass, looking at the scene in front of him, and the strong feeling in his heart that he wanted to find a woman to fall in love with came up again.

Murong Che, you're really crazy!

He smiled self-deprecatingly, then walked out of the master bedroom.

The Fierce Eagle also waved for everyone to go out, and everyone bowed their heads and exited the room one after another......