Big brother Han's wife chasing routine

When Fu Ya received the news, she collapsed on the sofa, dazed, her eyes glazed over, and it took her a while to recover, "Wang Ma, hurry up, go and make some chicken soup, and I'll take it to the hospital later. Go now."

After Fu Ya ordered the things to bring, Chen Tian sent her to the hospital.

After getting off the car, she went straight to Ye Qingyan's ward.

Ye Qingyan lived in the VIP ward, and the supervision inside was strict, especially Han Yue's people were standing outside Ye Qingyan's ward, not allowing Fu Ya to enter, "I'm the patient's mother inside, really, dear, dear mother!"

Fu Ya talked for a long time outside the ward, but the big and tall people in front of her didn't enter. After talking for another 10 minutes, her saliva was almost dry, but she still couldn't go in. Just when she was about to break in directly, The cold is coming.

"Auntie, you..." Han Yue smiled apologetically, turned his gaze, and looked displeasedly at the two people blocking in front of him. Bring it in.

When he entered, Ye Qingyan was still asleep, and Fu Ya looked at her daughter's head wrapped like a rice dumpling, with tears in her eyes, but they didn't fall, "Student Han, what happened? The head is beaten like this," she walked slowly to the hospital bed with sobs in her voice.

Ye Qingyan had always been a light sleeper, and woke up faintly when she heard the slightest sound. She opened her eyes in a daze, saw Fu Ya, and opened her mouth, "Mom, why are you here?" She propped herself up and was about to sit up, a little Difficult, Han Yue felt distressed, stepped forward and reached out to help Ye Qingyan up.

Seeing the two children developing so smoothly, Fu Ya was overjoyed, "Xiao Yue, our family has a bad temper, please bear with us."

What? How did you mention yourself?Ye Qingyan glanced at Han Yue's expression, pouted his lips, "Mom, what are you talking about? I'm so beautiful, I shouldn't bear it."

"I don't know who you look like, girl, why are you so narcissistic? Look at you, it's wrapped like a rice dumpling, who wants it?" Although Fu Ya blamed her, her tone was full of connivance.

Not long after, Wang Ma came over with chicken soup. After Fu Ya said a few words, she whispered something to Han Yue. Ye Qingyan didn't like chicken soup, so she gave Ye Qingyan to Han Yue. Although she liked Han Yue, but It still depends on Ye Qingyan's own attitude, anyway, getting along more often is definitely a good thing, before she left, she gave Han Yue a meaningful wink, which made Han Yue laugh inwardly.

My own words say that I have met a living treasure mother.

After Fu Ya left, Han Yue carefully took out the chicken soup in the thermos, took a spoon, took a spoonful of soup, blew it a few times, and handed it to Ye Qingyan, "Drink more, it's good for your health."

Ye Qingyan opened her mouth and drank it in one gulp. In fact, she hated chicken soup the most. She simply didn't like the taste, but she had to drink it every month.

One bite after another, the chicken soup soon bottomed out.

Han Yue took out a tissue to wipe Ye Qingyan's mouth, his gentle movements made Ye Qingyan's heart rippling.

"Yueyue, why do I remember you, but I don't remember other things, why do I forget you? Why don't my parents know you?" Ye Qingyan asked three times, making Han Yue stunned.

She, haven't thought of anything else?It's better not to let her remember those beforehand.

Han Yue tidied up his thoughts and said, "I'm not particularly clear, Yan Yan, this is very good, this is good."

He put down the bowl, reached out and hugged Ye Qingyan, stroking her back lightly, as if to comfort her, "Yanyan, that's fine."

Ye Qingyan knew that there must be other things in it, what kind of memory did she lose?The investigation must be done, but she also believed that Han Yue, he, would not harm her.

She remembered a little bit, but it was all about Han Yue, not particularly comprehensive, she remembered... She liked him very much before, but now she doesn't know what Han Yue thinks, does he like her?

Thinking about it, she reached into Han Yue's clothes again and rubbed against his abdominal muscles. It wasn't particularly hard, but it was just right and comfortable. It seemed that she liked to touch Han Yue's abdominal muscles like this before. , Han Yue never refused.

Unexpectedly, she was so perverted before!
She pulled her hand out of Han Yue's clothes, covered her little face, "Why am I so lecherous!"

Han Yue laughed softly, his eyes shone brightly, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, "You were prettier in the past, but it's not just this matter, there are other things as well."

What?Are there more colorful ones?Damn!Pervert!Pervert!Can't you be more reserved?
Wait, the age is wrong.

"No, Han Yue, the age is wrong. I remember that you are only three years older than me, but I am only seventeen now. Even if I say it soon, I can only count as eighteen. The last time I heard that you were 24, you ..."

Before Ye Qingyan finished speaking, Han Yue covered her mouth with his hand, "Yanyan, you will know soon, but now, it doesn't matter if you don't know, if you know, you won't be so happy."

"Okay, I'll wait for the day you want to tell me." As soon as Ye Qingyan finished speaking, the doctor came for a routine examination. Han Yue was worried, and asked the doctor to perform a head CT on Ye Qingyan, and the result came out. Said that there was still a little bit of blood clot, and hanging the bottle for a few days would not be a big problem, so Han Yue felt relieved.

The stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.