Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

The fingers and eyelashes of the person on the bed trembled slightly, but her eyes never opened. She just understood every word she heard, tears filled her eyes with excitement, but she couldn't speak.

After a long time, she seemed to hear him sniffing, and a tear fell on the back of his hand. The temperature spread to all limbs, making her uncomfortable but happy.It turns out that the person she loves so much is also loving herself. This feeling is so good, I really want to open my eyes and see him...

Ye Chenxi was going to knock on the door, but her fingers froze in mid-air, unable to drop them no matter what.

He frowned and looked at the man sitting in front of the hospital bed with a decadent expression and no posture left from the window on the door, countless waves flashed in his eyes.

He listened to every word Shen Moling said to Wen Wan, and talked about any little thing when they were together. Although the time was not as long as his company and care for Wen Wan in the past three years, the four words "consensual desire" offset Despite all his hard work, it turned out that he had already suffered a crushing defeat.

Putting down his hands, he turned and left with a sad figure behind him.

For the past two days, he also tried to talk to Wen Wan, but she still didn't respond, but just now, the teardrops that fell from the corner of her eyes because of Shen Moling already explained everything.

If perfection can also give Wen Wan happiness, maybe he can... Try.

When Wen Wan woke up, Shen Moling was lying beside her bed with a bandage on his head. If it wasn't for protecting her, he wouldn't have bumped his head like this.

She raised her hand and gently placed it on his forehead, stroked it down, and gently touched his smooth and fair cheeks. She liked the touch and temperature very much.

Suddenly he frowned, as if a lock locked all his troubles inside, which made people feel distressed.

She stretched out her index finger like a green onion, and pressed between his brows to help him smooth it out, but she didn't expect his star eyes to open immediately.

In the night-like pupils is an affectionate and soft lake, without waves or strong winds, only calm and moist.

"Are you awake?" He clasped her into his arms excitedly, his big palm tightly covering her body, wishing to integrate her into his own flesh and blood, "Great, you're fine..."

"I... what's wrong with me?" Wen Wan felt the faint trembling of the person holding her before she could react, raised her hand and patted him on the back lightly, as if to comfort him, "I'm fine, Take it easy."

"How can you not be nervous, do you know that you scared me to death?" He let go of her, stared at her face carefully, and couldn't bear to look away.

She was a little shy to be stared at by him, her gentle pale and weak face was slightly pink, she lowered her eyes and dared not look at him, and muttered dissatisfiedly in a low voice: "You scared me to death."

"What are you talking about, you can't die, bah, bah, bah!" He scolded her like a superstitious old man, with a serious face.

"Obviously you mentioned it first." Wen Wan protested in a low voice.

Shen Moling said seriously: "I can die, but you can't!"

"You said again, how can you die? Don't say any more!" Wen Wan was also anxious, staring at him with big eyes.

"You care about me so much?" He suddenly laughed, his eyes filled with joy and enthusiasm.

Wen Wan was embarrassed, covered her face and changed the subject: "...I'm dizzy, call a doctor."

"I really smashed my head and forgot about the doctor." Shen Moling patted himself on the head, and hastily pressed the call button on the bedside.

"I still shoot when I'm hurt, does it hurt?" Wen Wan grabbed his hand and asked worriedly.