My Cunning Little Wife

She carefully wiped off the blood stains on his face. So close, there was a fragrance on her body mixed with the smell of medicine lingering around his nose, staring at her bloodless lip, kissing without thinking about it, with a strong emotion of impatience and deep bone. Roy's anesthesia had not completely subsided, and his body was numb with his kiss. When he was excited, he didn't know if he pulled the wound on his abdomen. He cried in a low voice, which made him pale. "Where's the pain?"

Slightly opened her clothes, abdominal wound is wrapped in gauze, he frowned, bowed his head, sacred kiss.

Luo Jingchen came over at dinner time. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a man feeding her with a bowl in his hand. "Tut, third brother, I remember you had a caesarean section, and your hands were OK. You can't eat by yourself?"

She turned and glanced at him. "My husband is willing to serve me. Don't talk too much."

"Acheng, women can't be too used to it. It's easy to go to heaven."

The man over there didn't stop his action. The spoon was fed to the woman's mouth. "Are you talking about yourself?"

Luo Jingchen sneered. They were all laughing at each other in fifty steps. "After feeding, you come out. I have something to tell you."

More than ten minutes later, outside the corridor, Luo Jingchen sat on a bench with his legs overlapping. The elegant noble son fan, Mu Cheng, sat beside him with long legs. "What do you want to say to me?"

"Your father is dead."

There was a brief silence in the air, "how did you die?"

"Suicide." Muzheng has dominated the underworld for more than 20 years, but in fact, it is very sad. No matter as a husband or as a father, it is a failure, "muzhan was thrown into the Bureau by me, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to come out in my life."

The indifferent man didn't make a sound. He asked, "do you really have the key to that treasure?"

Mu Cheng laughs, "how? Are you thinking about it, too? "

Luo Jingchen disdains, "I can't spend all my money in my next life. I miss what you do with that little money."

"The key was destroyed by me. I was never interested in that treasure." Who knows if it's a treasure or a disaster? He doesn't like the unknown. If the Mu family wants to make a comeback, they don't have to rely on those things.

"If it's OK, you'll go back first. I'll take care of you here."

Luo Jingchen got up, "I should go back to take care of my wife." Turning around, he said, "your father seems to really love your mother. It's like going crazy to hear that she was killed." If it hadn't stimulated him, muzheng might have resisted.

The man looked down at the shadow reflected from the ground and said indifferently, "what my mother has paid in her life is worthy of his two favorite words." Even life has paid, in exchange for his favorite, not too much.

Luo Yi can't bear not to see his son's mood, dead to see his son, Mu city can only wrap her tightly, and then hold her in the past.

Through the glass, her little face was white and pink, and she fell asleep with her eyes closed. She watched for a long time, her eyes were red, and maternal love was the most unspeakable emotion of human beings.

After more than a week in the car, Roy was in the hospital with her son.

"Sister in law!"

She looked up in surprise at the man in the driver's seat. "Ah Wei, when did you come back?"

He touched his head with a smile, "brother Cheng said you were discharged today. I came to pick you up from Mingcheng."

The other side of the car door was opened, Mu Cheng glanced at her, and then picked up the hat she put on the car seat to help her put it on, "don't be careless, so as not to fall ill in the future."

Roy is most annoyed by his wordiness. He ignores him and teases his son. "Son, uncle awei is driving." Awei giggled as he drove.

When the car arrived at the villa, Ah Wei just got out of the car and wanted to enter the door. He said, "don't you have something else to do?"

"Ah? No, brother He came to see Yijie today.

"You don't have to go over and stare at the new company?" Mucheng has transferred most of Mingcheng's business to Ancheng, and the company is now in its infancy.

The woman in front said, "Ah Wei, come in and sit for a while. You haven't seen my son yet." The shoulder is held by the man, "he's busy."

Luo Yi is hugged by him to enter the room, discontented way, "Ah Wei is not easy to come over, how can you still tell him to work?"

The man directly took the baby in her arms, just as aunt Fang came out of the kitchen, he handed the baby to her, "aunt Fang, you take it first."

When Roy wanted to say something else, he picked him up and said, "what are you doing?"

"It's time for you to rest."

"I've been in the hospital for more than a week."

"Ma'am." Aunt Fang laughed, the children have been born, do not change is not very good, "this woman do confinement to take good care of, so as not to fall into trouble in the future."

Luo Yi nods. Xu Yun likes to talk about this when he comes.

Back in the bedroom, she was put on the bed, smelling comfortable, still feel good at home, looking up at him, "you don't like your son, so many days, you haven't looked him in the eye."Mucheng spread out the quilt, "don't babies look alike? I'll see it when he's a little older. " His facial features didn't grow, and he couldn't remember.

"Mucheng!"

"Well?"

Roy thought he was really strange. "You, um, what's your attitude towards your son?" Neither hot nor cold seems to care about his son, "or do you like your daughter?" That's not the case.

"All right." He took off her hat and coat and reminded, "it's time for you to go to bed."

She sat, "then you go and see your son."

Long finger raised her chin, approached her, looked into her eyes and said, "you don't like me in the hospital. You just talk to awei in the car. Once you get home, you only have your son in your eyes. When do you look at me?"

Roy opened his eyes. Is this man jealous of Ah Wei and his son? Staring at his slightly taut face lines, red lips sent up, printed on his side face, pick eyebrows at him with a smile, "look at you, it's really like complaining husband."

Soft white face with a little bit of smile coagulated him, that light eyebrows and eyes all show the lure Hu, he bowed his head has not touched her lips, the door sounded aunt Fang's voice, "Mr. mu, madam, little master cried."

Just as she wanted to get out of bed, he held her down and said, "don't move."

He got up and went to Aunt Fang. As soon as he took over the child, the child stopped crying. A small thing was held. Mucheng couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. In his hands, life was a form of ending, and new life was a strange concept.