Mu Xin: "......"

This brain circuit, this thinking jumps really well.

Speechless, she moved to the side of the bed and held out her hand to his face.

Xiang Xiuhan looked at it, only feeling frightened, "Don't move your hands, you are on a drip, and if your heart falls off, you will have to fight again." ”

Mu Xin reached out and held his handsome face as if he hadn't heard it, blinked, looked left and right, frowned and asked, "Husband, are you okay?" ”

Xiang Xiu coldly protected her hanging needle, lowered his head to look at her, looked at the beautiful starry eyes, reflecting his face, as if he was the only one, and he was the only one in her eyes.

But......

Her sentence, Xiang Xiuhan, I don't need you.

When he remembered it, he felt a lot of pain.

He reached out and gently took her in his arms, bowed his head and kissed her hair lightly in a complicated mood, "Something, my heart hurts, I see you sick, I'm afraid of losing you, it's so painful that I can't breathe." ”

If she doesn't open it, then everything will be true.

In short, if she came back to him herself, then he wouldn't let go!

Never!

Mu Xin listened and reached out to gently hug his waist, burying his face in his arms, "Silly, it's just a fever." ”

Xiang Xiuhan: "Hmm. ”

Mu Xin let go of him, lay down in again, and said to him: "Lie down and rest together." ”

Xiang Xiuhan reached out and rubbed her head, "No, it's convenient to sit and take care of you, you have a high fever and are prone to convulsions, I have to pay attention." ”

Mu Xin saw that he couldn't persuade him, so he compromised, and then lay outside, grabbed his hand, pillowed on the side of his face, and closed his eyes, "Good night, my Mr. Xiang." ”

Xiang Xiuhan bowed his head, and a kiss fell on her forehead full of love, "Good dreams, my Mrs. Xiang." ”

This time, I hope you will need me in your dreams.

Mu Xin was sick, took medicine, and was on a drip, plus Xiang Xiuhan was there, which made her feel at ease and fell asleep soon.

Xiang Xiuhan took care of her by the side, and every half an hour, he took her temperature, until her fever subsided and she didn't have a recurrent fever, so she was relieved.

And his hand that was pillowed by her never pulled out, he liked to see her so dependent on him and needed him.

Liang, Mu Xin had completely subsided from the high fever, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Xiang Xiuhan staring at her, her deep eyes, like the deep sea, with countless invisible dangerous wind and waves.

She looked at his deep eyes, a little dazed.

I remember the time when she was just reborn, as long as she slept, as long as he looked at her like this, she would have woken up in fright, but now she won't.

She likes him more and more by her side.

Thinking of such simple happiness, Mu Xin hooked his lips and smiled, reached out and touched his chin with cyan stubble, "I haven't slept all night?" ”

She has a stubble chin that feels a little prickly to the touch and a little itchy in her palms, but she likes the feeling.

Xiang Xiuhan raised his hand to put the broken hair on her face and pulled it behind her ear, "You're fine, I can't sleep." ”

"I, Mr. Xiang, why are I always stupid." Mu Xin sat up, and the indwelling needle on the back of her hand had been removed.

Xiang Xiuhan helped to help her, took a pillow, and let her lean on, "Because he has Sister Mu." ”

He took out the thermos box and poured out the preserved egg and chicken porridge inside.

Mu Xin smelled the fragrance and felt hungry, sniffed, looked at Xiang Xiuhan, and swallowed his saliva, "Husband, the porridge you boiled is so fragrant." ”

"It was Xiu Yan who went to buy it, not me." Xiang Xiuhan lifted her quilt and explained.