ex-husband, we have no game

[６９书吧-ＷＷＷ-ＷＷＷ.６９ＨＵＵＯＭ] What Zhan Aofan did not say was that he also wanted a daughter. He wanted her to give him a little princess, and let him hold it in his hands and care for him. Think about it.

Scenes like that feel infinitely beautiful.

But he wouldn't talk about it, and he wouldn't talk about any topic that could touch her heart.

Having another child is what he is looking forward to, but it is not as important as her. For him, this life is enough with her by his side, not to mention Huihui.

The two of them were teasing each other so easily and tacitly, as if they were back in time a long time ago, when she was by his side and he was happy to enjoy her company.

Before I knew it, the sky gradually became brighter, and the whole night passed by like this.

Zhan Aofan took a look at all the instruments on his mother's body from time to time. Everything was normal. He looked at the time and saw that the first 24 hours of the onset of the disease had passed, which was also the most dangerous 24 hours. A chief physician had come to see her before and said

Everything is normal, and the best case scenario is that the patient will wake up today.

After the doctor left, Zhan Aofan and Mu Anyou breathed a sigh of relief. They saw the expressions of peace of mind on each other's faces, and their tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

Suddenly, Mu Anyou, who was sitting next to him, froze up and had a stiff look on his face.

Zhan Aofan noticed it carefully and asked: "What's wrong?"

Mu Anyou didn't answer her, and hurriedly went to the bathroom, letting the people behind her follow anxiously, but she hurriedly said it was okay, and locked the door from the inside with a bang.

When Mu Anyou looked at her underwear, it turned out to be... Just as she was sitting, she felt a surge of heat under her body, and she secretly cried out, but fortunately, she didn't feel any discomfort this time, but when she thought about it,

I rushed here in a hurry without changing my underwear, so I felt speechless and looked up at the sky.

How could Zhan Aofan feel at ease? He waited patiently for a long time, but he didn't see her coming out. He had to pat the door and said, "Youyou, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Let me go in and take a look, okay?"

Mu Anyou rolled her eyes helplessly and cursed in her heart, what do you think of this?

She looked at the bright red underwear and bit her lip...

The door slowly opened from the inside. Zhan Aofan's hand patting the door panel was hanging in the air. Mu Anyou walked out slowly and said, "I'm going out to buy something. You can watch Auntie and Huihui here."

"What do you want to buy? I'll just call and deliver it." Zhan Aofan looked at her face carefully, still a little worried.

Mu Anyou looked a little embarrassed, leaned slightly and whispered something.

Mr. Zhan was very calm. He gave a low voice and said, "Don't go out, just wait here peacefully." After saying that, he led her to the sofa and sat down, then picked up the phone and walked aside.

Mu Anyou looked at his back and wondered what he said.

As a result, half an hour later, someone actually delivered the goods to your door. Sanitary napkins of various lengths, models, and brands were placed in an oversized pocket, as if they were wholesalers. There were also several pairs of underwear.

, are her past and present favorites——Victoria's secret.

Mu Anyou was speechless for a moment, watching Zhan Aofan neatly sign his name on the order form, before the other party took it and politely left.

His eyes reflected her outline, and he said gently: "Hurry up and put it on."

Mu Anyou nodded, his brain still a little confused, but he didn't feel embarrassed anymore. Anyway, he was no longer an innocent girl. Anyway, the two of them had already been doing that, so it didn't matter whether it was embarrassing or not.

I entered the bathroom and packed myself up. The size of my underwear was surprisingly suitable. I had to sigh that the look in the man's eyes was really... well, precise!

When he came out, Zhan Aofan got ginger brown sugar from somewhere and brewed it in a transparent cup. It had a maroon color.

After she sat down, he handed the cup to her hand and said softly: "Take a sip."

Mu Anyou nodded. Actually, he wanted to say that I was fine, but looking at his expression and demeanor, he turned out to be greedy. He took the cup and brought it to his lips to take a sip.

The hot feeling slides all the way from the throat to the stomach and heart.

"Does it hurt?" Zhan Aofan held her in his arms, gently touched her lower abdomen with one hand, and massaged it slowly, so naturally, with only tenderness in his eyes besides distress.

Mu Anyou only felt that her whole body was soft and soft. She had to admit that such a display of pride made people completely unable to resist, and also made people easily addicted.

His palms were warm, and he was rubbing them with moderate force through a thin layer of clothes.

I once heard Sister Wu You say that every time Zhao Zijin does this action, it is when she feels her husband is the most charming. Men love women, and they don't just talk about it.

After hearing this, she thought to herself that there were really not many men like Zhao Zijin in this world.

I never thought that Zhan Aofan would be connected with what he was doing at the moment. I always felt that it was something too irrelevant.

Her long silence made him frown slightly: "I'll carry you and lie down for a while." He was about to make a move, but she stopped him.

"No need, I'll just lean on you." Mu Anyou smiled with a faint smile on her lips.

Zhan Aofan found his own figure in those sparkling eyes, his heart trembled, he nodded, hugged her into his arms, the movements of his hands remained gentle.

"When mommy wakes up, I'll accompany you to find a Chinese medicine doctor to treat her. It's not a big deal that it hurts all the time." He said thoughtfully.

"Okay." Mu An responded lightly. Her menstruation had never been normal. Most of the time, she was in excruciating pain. She really needed some treatment.

Zhan Aofan kept talking about many things and changed many topics, hoping to divert some of her attention and relieve the pain.

Mu Anyou didn't open her mouth to explain that she really didn't feel uncomfortable this time, and she was greedy for his tenderness and body temperature.

"Ao...Fan." The two low syllables slowly dispersed in the air with a vague tone, making a muffled sound through the oxygen mask.

The two people who were whispering softly on the sofa suddenly woke up. After being stunned for a moment, they hurriedly got up and walked to the hospital bed.

Sure enough, Lin Liru on the bed had opened her eyes, looked at her son intently, and said again: "Ao...Fan."

The brain hemorrhage temporarily affected the language center, so Lin Liru is still not able to speak clearly.

Even this was enough to make Zhan Aofan's chest surge.

"Mom." A trembling voice came out.

This call has been silent for too many years and has been deserted for too long.

Lin Liru's eyes were already wet on the bed, and tears were falling down from the corners of her eyes.

Mu Anyou had already rang the bell to call the chief physician.

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