In the dimly lit room, Lu Qianning, who had finished taking a bath, was wearing a nightdress with suspenders, rubbing ointment on the bruises that were pinched out by An Peinan on his wrists.

The sound of dripping water in the bathroom made her heart tingle.

Until the sound of the water stopped abruptly, and within a few seconds the bathroom door opened, and she looked up at the man who came out.

Zhou Beijing was naked, and the water beads slid down his chest muscles.

Cutting through the in-inch abs and hiding in the white bath towel, the dangerous inverted triangle area can't help but be wonderful.

He dried his short hair, and his deep eyes reflected her figure sitting on the edge of the bed, slender and delicate.

He tightened his throat, dropped his towel and strode over, one knee propped up on the edge of the bed, and bent over her red lips.

Her long hair poured down her head, and his well-veined hand thrust into the ends of her hair, holding her head in place to deepen the kiss.

The temptation that stopped at the end of the taste made him want to stop, especially since he hadn't touched it for a long time, she was a little nervous, and her slightly trembling hand grabbed his wrist.

I don't know how to react except to pander.

Whispering in his ear, he pressed his forehead against hers, the tip of his nose fitting, "I'll help you rub the ointment."

In addition to the bruises on her wrists, there is another piece on her waist, which is even more shocking.

There were also a few bruises on the two white and tender long legs that were inadvertently bumped, and his heart tightened when he saw it.

She climbed down and pulled her sundress down to her waist, the bruise on her smooth and white back becoming more and more obvious.

He squeezed the milky ointment up, gently pushed it away with his thick fingers, restrained his thoughts, and rubbed medicine on her legs.

At the last of her ankles, he grabbed her ankles and tilted her head to the side to apply the ointment.

She collapsed on the bed and looked at him without blinking.

After the ointment was applied, he casually put it to the side, and before she could react, his body suddenly sank, and he pulled him underneath.

The legs subconsciously clamped her waist, her eyes were stunned, and her lips were slightly open.

"Does your back hurt?" He leaned over and his hands were fixed on her waist.

She nodded, "It hurts."

"Bear with me, I can't bear it anymore." His hand moved up her arm, hooking the shoulder strap.

She turned off the light, and the room was pitch black, and the sound of heavy breathing suddenly made the atmosphere subtle and ambiguous.

He tried his best to slow down his movements, for fear of hurting her waist, but he couldn't control the strength from time to time.

Caught in this dilemma of being able to control but not control, the bulging green tendons on the side of his neck became more and more wild.

Her singing voice shattered his reason for a moment, and he lost control for a moment.

Sleepless nights.

He came down on top of her early in the morning.

Tiredness and soreness hit her, but she didn't feel sleepy, her glossy lips opened slightly, and she gasped softly.

Lying limp in his arms, he always felt that it was like a dream, and he didn't dare to sleep, for fear that he would wake up and lie back and not open his eyes.

He was full of food between his eyebrows, hugging her body, and the mobile phone at the bedside rang suddenly.

He took it casually, and it was a voice message from Jiang Cheng'an, reminding him that he must go to the hospital for a full body examination today.

At the end, I didn't forget to add, "I guess I don't remind you, you can't get up."

Xiao Biesheng is newly married, not to mention the emotional experience of Zhou Beijing and Lu Qianning, which makes everyone red-eyed.

If it weren't for the dry wood and fire last night, Jiang Cheng'an would have made a bet with Gu Nan to write his surname upside down.

"Rest a little longer." It was just six o'clock, and although he knew that she couldn't sleep, he also wanted her to rest a little longer.

She leaned up and kissed him on the cheek, her slender arms always wrapped around his sturdy waist, and she answered lazily.

His fingertips slid lightly over her shoulder, and with his other hand he fiddled with his phone, his eyes sinking and sinking for some reason.

At eight o'clock, he woke up and shouted to find them.

Zhang Xinlan put her at the door, and she walked slowly inside by herself holding on to the wall.

There is nothing to help you with

I just got down and crawled over. Z.br>

Grabbing the sheets, he lifted his thick and short calves, and climbed up neatly with a roll.

Then he sat between Lu Qianning and Zhou Beijing, smiled at Zhou Beijing, and bared his two small teeth.

The next second, he was lifted up by Zhou Beijing and sat on him, "When you got married, wasn't it quite fun?"

He had a little grudge, and the little milk bag broke his heart that day.

The little milk bag didn't understand, she only knew that she was smiling, and her eyes kept looking at Zhou Beijing, and she didn't even bother to give Lu Qianning a spare light.

Until Lu Qianning poked her bulging little belly and said, "Kiss Dad, Dad is angry."

I don't know if I can understand the road, my big watery eyes looked at Zhou Beijing for a while, and let out a "babble"-

Then he bent down and pouted his little buttocks and took a bite at Zhou Beijing's face.

Half of his face was covered with saliva, but his dark face instantly smiled.

That cheap look, Lu Qianning couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Isn't it a grudge against marriage? Let a kiss with saliva settle it, nothing!

The family of three dragged on the bed until the last moment before they had to get up and wash.

Zhang Xinlan had already eaten breakfast and warmed them in the pot.

Zhou Beijing walked back to normal, and when she came back last night, she saw it, she couldn't close her mouth happily, and she was moved and sad when she was feeding and running on one side.

I almost burst into tears, so I forced myself to go back.

After eating, she hugged Ran Ran over and urged the two to go to the hospital for a physical examination.

After making an appointment in advance, Zhou Beijing was sent directly to the examination room after arriving at the hospital.

Jiang Cheng'an and Gu Nan came, and after Zhou Beijing entered, Gu Nan walked over and muttered in a low voice, "Zhou Qishan is not dead, he is in the intensive care unit, and he is not out of danger yet."

Recalling yesterday's firelight, Zhou Qishan was about to be electrocuted into a stick and lay upright on the ground, Lu Qianning thought that he would have to die there at that time.

"However, the doctor said that it was unlikely that he could be saved, and even if he survived, he would spend the rest of his life in pain." Gu Nan added another sentence.

Lu Qianning glanced at the examination room, and finally said, "Don't tell him about it."

Zhou Beijing's hatred for Zhou Qishan is too strong in his heart, but the hatred of his loved ones is always tangled and painful.

It's better to let him think that Zhou Qishan died in that firelight.

Intensive care unit.

Zhou Qishan's face was peeled off, his eyes couldn't be closed, he looked at the ceiling in pain, and listened to the various sounds of the cold machine in his ears.

Suddenly, the door of the intensive care unit was pushed open, and a man wearing a sterile gown and a mask walked in, standing beside his hospital bed and looking at him coldly.

Looking at each other, Zhou Qishan recognized the identity of the person, and suddenly his pupils dilated, and he roared out in a low voice that wanted to move excitedly but in pain.

"Nervous about what?" The man lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "I'm not here to kill you, after all, father and son, but I think I should come and give you a ride."

Zhou Qishan gritted his teeth and glared at the man.

The man chuckled a few times, "I'll tell you a story to send you, actually...... The accident that incapacitated you was not an accident, it was my mother who found someone to do it, in order to make you miserable, to part ways with your wife, so that she could marry in and plan a new identity for me."