With one word, she dragged Huo Yunshen from the cold abyss to the clouds, his lips were moistened by her, and the fiery body temperature blended with each other with the close skin, melting away all the ice ridges in his blood.
The crushed heart was put together in its most complete shape and beat violently in the chest again.
Huo Yun let her bite deeply, and insisted on raising his hand with the needle in it, clasping her head to deepen it wantonly.
The end of the nose was no longer the cold and solemn smell in the ward, but the constant warm fragrance on her body, without having to rely on perfume to obtain it, without having to have sweet and sour dreams, his Qingqing returned to his arms.
There was also moisture between Huo Yunshen's eyelashes. He closed his eyes, which would reveal too much fragile, so he could fully perceive her existence.
The familiar kiss made Yan Qing unable to control it, so she cried even harder, trying to tell him all the love and separation of more than three years in this tear.
Huo Yunshen didn't need her to say anything, he understood her every thought.
He answered her in a low voice: "My husband is here."
Yan Qing was emotionally overwhelmed, she just wanted to get closer to him, rubbed against him involuntarily, arched his cheeks and neck, choked to get into his heart to feel safe.
Huo Yunshen was more out of control than her, rubbing his hands on her back, no amount of intimacy was enough.
There was a faint knock on the door.
"Ma'am, ma'am? Are you inside? It's time for Mr. Huo to measure his blood pressure."
"We came in without you speaking?"
Apparently it's been knocking for a while.
The viscous air in the room was stirred, and Huo Yunshen was first alerted. Before his lips could leave the soft heat, the door was pushed open. Yan Qing reacted afterward, her ears could not help but burst red. It's too late to hide.
Huo Yunshen pulled the messy quilt to cover her, and Yan Qing cooperated to shrink towards his chest.
It's over, thanks to her that she has always maintained Mrs. Huo's dignity in front of others, and didn't embarrass Mr. Huo too rudely. As a result, this is about to be revealed? !
She bit her lip angrily, and tried her best to hide under the quilt like a quail, but her fingertips inadvertently touched a wet patch.
Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, and her heart suddenly became cold.
She pushed aside the quilt a little bit, and hurriedly looked at her hand, which was red and bloody...
Huo Yun pressed the enveloped little girl deeply, glanced at the shocked and delighted group of medical nurses at the door, and explained in a hoarse voice, "Go out first."
As soon as he finished speaking, the tightly covered quilt was forcibly lifted from the inside, and Yan Qing fell off him, ignoring how untidy his clothes were and how unsuitable his image was, he turned back and trembled and shouted: "His wound Cracked!"
The bandages on Huo Yunshen's shoulders and legs were dyed red.
The doctors and nurses were stunned, unable to digest such a large amount of information for a while.
Mr. Huo woke up, his wife was in his quilt, her long hair spread out on her back, her snow-white shoulders and neck were exposed, the tears and blush on Xiaoxiao's face overlapped, and the redness on her hands...
Red, Mr. Huo's wound!
A group of people finally sobered up, facing Mr. Huo's cold and terrifying gaze as soon as he opened his eyes, they entered the door well-trained, kept their heads down, and checked the patient with instruments under the close supervision of his wife, preparing to clean up the bleeding wound.
When the gauze was about to lift the last layer, the attending doctor reminded intimately: "Madam, don't look at it."
Yan Qing shook her head, her voice tense: "Change it."
The doctor knew how grim the scene under the gauze was, hesitant to do anything, Huo Yunshen grabbed her wrist and said in a low voice: "Qingqing obey, turn around and wait for me, soon."
Yan Qing lowered her eyes, afraid of prolonging his suffering, so she had to turn around honestly, turn her back to him, put her arms around her knees, and bury her face in her arms.
She was already very thin, and during this period of time, only a narrow strip was left, so thin and slender that it hurts the bottom of my heart.
When Huo Yunshen woke up, he woke up too quickly, most of the wounds were damaged, and the place where the needle was inserted on the back of his hand was also swollen blue and purple, and it would hurt everywhere, but it was nothing to be concerned about.
He didn't say a word the whole time, and after the medical staff left the ward, he touched her bare toes: "Baby."
Yan Qing nodded his head as a response, and moved a few centimeters away.
He put his warm five fingers on her cool instep: "Be good, come here."
Yan Qing muttered: "You can't bleed any more from your wound, I still keep a distance from you—"
Before she could finish speaking, the man tightened his grip on her ankle and pulled her to his side. She opened her peach-like eyes and looked at him at a loss.
If she wants to get close, she wants to stick together and become one, but she is also a dangerous item, and it is easy to hurt him and get hurt again.
Rather than self-isolating.
Huo Yun rubbed her skin with his fingertips and called her in a deep voice, "Qingqing, my waist is not hurt."
Yan Qing was stunned.
… What's the meaning.
Huo Yun stared at her deeply: "step up, I want to be closer to you."
Yan Qing had an epiphany. He had to be careful with other places, but his waist and abdomen were basically intact and could be used for her to run wild. She looked back to see if the door was locked, and was sure that no one would disturb her, so she crawled over obediently, slender and slender. Raised his legs, sat on his waist, slowly fell down, gently pressed against his uninjured shoulder, and did not move meekly.
Although this pose is easy to associate with a less pure picture, it is enough to be able to lean against each other.
Huo Yun stroked her back deeply, breathing slightly heavier.
Yan Qing asked in a low voice, "My surname will be Yun or Yan in the future."
"It doesn't matter, it's all my gentlemen."
Yanqing soaked in his clean and cold breath: "That's still the surname Yan, hide Xiao Yunqing."
Huo Yun laughed deeply: "What about me? What do you want to be called?"
Yan Qing discussed with him: "Is Shenshen good or not? Yun Shen was still young before, so I'm sorry to call it too close. I like to call Shen Shen now."
He asked meaningfully, "Are there two words missing?"
Yan Qing knew what he was referring to, laughed in his ear, and said slowly, "Then I'll make it up, dear Shen Shen."
Huo Yunshen wrapped his arms tightly around her thin bones.
He hesitated for a long time, and asked with some uneasiness: "I have changed a lot in the past few years, you..."
Yan Qing raised his head, pinched his chin and looked at him seriously: "I have become thinner."
The corners of his lips were pursed, and there was a slight trace of water at the end of his eyes.
Yan Qing stared at him and asked, "What do you want to say in the second half of the sentence?"
"I'm not the Huo Yunshen I used to be, do you like me now?"
Yan Qing pinched his face: "I'm not the same Yun Qing I used to be."
Huo Yun's brows stretched, and he nodded knowingly: "My wife has too many identities, and there are also charming secretaries, little rich women, innocent patients..."
Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, so embarrassed that he wanted to hit the wall and covered his mouth: "You laugh at me!"
His lips pressed against her palm and moved silently: "I don't laugh at you, I love you."
love every one of you.
Love madly.
Yan Qing removed his hand, kissed him solemnly, and asked, "So, do you still need to ask my answer?"
She said word by word: "The former teenager, the current Mr. Huo, the people who guard me downstairs in the dormitory of the program group every night, and the people who locked me in the Nebula Room, including those who would trick me into going to bed in the office. Boss, the little duck who only serves me, the doctor who treats me..."
The light in her eyes was gentle: "I love both."
Huo Yunshen's injury recovered quickly, but the gunshot wound to his right leg was too severe, and he couldn't walk normally for a short time. When he could get out of bed on crutches, he decided to leave the hospital.
It has been a week since the explosion. There was too much noise on the day. The current program of "Song of the Night" was suspended. The police and various related organizations were involved in the investigation. , it is better to take the initiative to clarify.
Mr. Huo announced the statement to the outside world, without going into details, only that the building under construction in the resort area exploded unexpectedly, and Mr. Huo and his wife happened to be affected at the scene.
The other side secretly appeases all the people involved, everyone is smart and knows how to shut up.
It's just that the huge army of netizens composed of fans, passers-by and melon eaters will never miss such a big news. All kinds of speculations popped up overnight, Weibo was swiped, gossip forums were slaughtered, and gossip was endless.
The arguments are more explosive than the other.
"I have a senior second-generation ancestor friend who has a prominent father. According to him, Mr. Huo is actually going to collapse a long time ago. The Huo family failed to develop the American market and faced huge losses. He has fallen from the altar, and this explosion seems to be It was caused by the struggle within the group!"
"What's the point of falling off the altar, I heard that everyone is abolished and barely saved a life."
"Fuck, that Yanqing can still be with him? It was originally meant to be a substitute for someone's old love. It makes sense to draw people, money, and resources. Now that there's nothing left, you must get a divorce, right?"
"My mother finally waited for this day, and the affectionate couple is finally leaving."
"Wait for divorce +1!"
"Woooooooooo my sadomasochistic CP is still going to be BE."
After a few days of trouble, finally #siwaiting for affectionate couple divorce# rushed to the top in one fell swoop, overwhelmed the official announcement of the new film of the big coffee, the traffic exposed the romance and a certain actor found a strange mistress.
During the few days in the hospital, Huo Yunshen and Yan Qing turned the ward into a honeymoon room. Except for a certain activity that Mr. Huo wanted to do was banned by his wife, he was so satisfied that it was unreal, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the chaos and noise on the Internet.
Min Jing is also very measured. He only comes to Mr. Huo to sign some important documents on a daily basis, and the rest will never pollute the ears of his brother and sister-in-law.
On the day of his discharge from the hospital, Yan Qing helped Huo Yunshen get dressed. Because his leg injury had not healed, he chose loose sweatpants for him.
Yan Qing stood in front of him, first buttoned his collar, and flicked his fingers to and fro on his raised Adam's apple. She watched it slide up and down slowly, with a clear and attractive arc.
She didn't feel a little hot on her face, avoiding her gaze, she drew her hands down from his chest, smoothed the non-existent folds, stopped on his firm and hard lower abdominal muscles, and continued to go down to sort out the twitching in his waist. rope.
"Qingqing, what did you put in my pocket?"
Yan Qing listened to his inexplicably darkened voice, and let go of his hand with a hot breath: "I put your phone in, is it uncomfortable? Is it too big?"
"Um..." He responded in a low voice, with a rough rust mixed in his throat.
Yan Qing hurriedly put his hand into his trouser pocket, intending to take out the phone, but he didn't have it on the left, so he switched to the right...
still none? !
She suddenly remembered that it was because she was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, so she changed her mind and put it in her bag, so how could he...
Yan Qing's hand was still in the soft cloth, and she wanted to pull it out, but when she was about to pull it out, her fingertips that were in the depths accidentally touched a certain outline.
Huge and stubborn, he strongly declared his existence to her.
The temperature in her hands soared, she swallowed nervously, and looked up at the culprit who deceived her.
The culprit's eyes were dark and dark, staring at her intently, and sincerely and innocently repeating what she had asked herself before: "Wife, you're right, it's too big and uncomfortable."