One Child Two Treasures: The Billionaire Chief’s Good Wife

Chapter 1886 is eager for this warmth

Hua Jin wants to get up, and Yun Shishi immediately stops. "You can't move, the wound is just stitched, and if you move it, the needle thread will open."

Her concern made him feel warm and warm.

He smiled warmly and nodded. "Well! I listen to you."

It was like a little sheep.

Rao is Ji Yuqi, and they are all amazed.

"Yeah, Han Jin, don't move, be careful to touch the wound."

"More mouth!"

Han Jin looked at her and turned cold in a moment. "Do I have to let you talk?"

"I..." Ji Yuqi wants to say that he is still resting, some crippled his mouth, and then he cut the apple, "eat some fruit!?"

"Go away."

Han Jin raised his hand and waved.

"哗啦" -

The container was lying on the ground and broken.

Yun Shishi was shocked and widened his eyes.

"Get out! I don't want to see you."

"Flower Jin..."

"Roll! Didn't you hear it?"

Han Jin glared.

Ji Yuqi had no other way, biting his lips, and stood up and took care of Yun Shishi. "Please take care of him."

Said, turned and left the ward.

"砰" got a cry and the door was closed.

Hua Jin held his hands on the bed and wanted to sit up.

Yun Shishi immediately walked over and shouted, "Can you lie down?"

"I want to sit up."

Hua Jin pouted and spoiled like a wayward child.

Yun Shishi couldn't help him. He then raised the bed a little, carefully sitting him up, and stuffed a few soft pillows behind his back so that he could comfortably.

Hua Jin silently watched her busy, pale face, a little helpless, nervous hands do not know how to put it.

When Yun Shi poem sat down, he looked up and saw that he had been staring at himself.

"You have been staring at me for what?"

"that's nice."

"...?"

"It turns out that being cared for is so warm."

Han Jin muttered in satisfaction.

Yun Shishi stunned. "Don't anyone take care of you?"

Han Jin shook his head and rubbed his lips. "Only you are one."

Yun Shi poetry can not help but doubt.

Hua Jin took a photo of the bed. "Don't be so far away from me! We are also a revolutionary comrade who lives and dies together."

"Who is a comrade with you?"

Yun Shishi sneered a word, then sat close to him a little.

Hua Jin spoiled, "A little closer!"

Yun Shishi couldn’t hold him, and he sat closer.

When she was sitting close, Han Jin took hold of her hand.

The poetry of the cloud is like touching the iron and iron, and subconsciously opens.

Hua Jin’s exaggerated five senses were distorted. It seemed that because of her open movements, she touched the wound and felt painful.

Yun Shishi met, and immediately got up and got together. "What's wrong? Is it hurting you?"

"Oh, I just want to borrow your hand to get warm... you are rude."

He grievances accused, making Yun Shi poetry even more regrettable, she immediately handed over her hand, shouted, "I'm sorry! I... I didn't mean it, I will give you a hand, okay?"

"No."

Hua Jin looked up lazily, and looked like a tall man who could not afford to climb.

Yun Shi poetry lost to him, and he could not help but hold his hand.

His hand is so cold, there is no trace of temperature, and he does not know if it is too bloody.

Her hands are warm, and there is a kind of warmth that makes him extremely greedy, but hard to refuse.

(End of this chapter)