Sweet Nothings

In a word, she pulled Huo Yunshen from the cold to the cloud, his lips were moistened by her, and the fiery body temperature blended with the skin close to each other, completely melting the ice edge formed in his blood.

The crushed heart was put into its most complete shape, and it beat again violently in the chest cavity.

Huo Yunshen let her bite, the hand with the needle stuck up, and her head was deepened wantonly.

The nose was no longer the cold smell in the ward, but replaced with the same warm fragrance on her body. She didn't have to rely on perfumes and did not have sour dreams.

Huo Yunshen also had moisture between his eyelashes, and he would reveal too many fragile eyes when he closed it, and he could feel her presence.

Familiar with the bone-kissing kiss, Yan Qing couldn't control it, crying harder, and wanted to talk to him in this tear for more than three years.

Huo Yunshen doesn't need her to say anything, he understands everything she thinks.

He answered her in a low voice: "Her husband is here."

Yan Qing felt emotionally broken, just wanting to lean closer to him, involuntarily rubbing against him, arching his cheeks and neck fossa, choking to get into his heart to feel safe.

Huo Yunshen was even more out of control than her, rubbing her hands on her waist, and it was not enough to be intimate.

The knock on the door was faintly audible.

"Ma'am, ma'am? Are you inside? It's time for President Huo to take blood pressure."

"We came in without talking?"

Obviously it has been knocked for a while.

The thick air in the room was agitated, Huo Yunshen was alert first, his lips had not left the soft heat, and the door was pushed right afterwards, Yan Qing reacted afterwards, his ears burst into red. It was too late to hide.

Huo Yun pulled the messy quilt over her, and Yan Qing shrank to his chest in coordination.

Finished, because she always maintained Mrs. Huo's decentness in front of others, and did not shame Mr. Huo excessively, so it would be revealed in the same way? !

She bit her lip in annoyance, and the little quail tried to hide in the quilt, but her fingertips were inadvertently wet.

Yan Qing froze for a moment, and his heart suddenly froze.

She squeezed away a little along the edge, and looked at her hand in a hurry, red, blood ...

Huo Yunshen pressed the encased little girl, and glanced at the door to the shocked and delighted group of nurses, and explained in a mute voice: "Go out first."

As soon as his voice fell, he finally forcibly lifted the quilt from the inside, and Yan Qing fell from him, regardless of the inconsistency of his shirt, and his image was not suitable for seeing people. Cracked! "

Huo Yunshen's bandages on his shoulders and legs were red.

The medical staff were dumbfounded and could not digest such a large amount of information for a while.

President Huo woke up, his wife got under his quilt, her long hair spread on her back, her white shoulders and neck were exposed, the tears on her small face overlapped with the blush, plus the red on her hand ...

Red, Huo wound!

A group of people was finally sober, facing the cold and horrifying eyes of Mr. Huo when he opened his eyes, trained to enter the door, lowering his head and not looking around, and under the close supervision of his wife, he tested the patient's instruments and prepared to clean the bleeding wound.

When the gauze is about to lift the last layer, the attending doctor reminds: "Ma'am, don't read it."

Yan Qing shook his head, his voice tense: "Change it."

The doctor knew how grim the scene under the gauze, hesitant to handle it, Huo Yun deeply grasped her wrist and whispered: "Qing Qing obedient, turn around and wait for me, soon.

Yan Qing looked down, afraid of extending the time of his suffering, he had to turn around honestly, back to him, arms around his knees, and buried his face in the arms.

She was already very thin, and came over this time, leaving only a narrow strip, thin and slender, so painful.

Huo Yunshen woke up too quickly, most of the wounds were injured, and the place where the needle was inserted in the back of the hand was also swollen bluish-purple.

He said nothing during the whole process, and waited for medical treatment to exit the ward. He touched her naked toes: "Baby."

Yan Qing responded by tapping his head, and moved a few centimeters outward.

His warm five fingers covered her cool instep: "Come on, come on."

Yan Qing muffled: "Your wound can't bleed anymore, I still keep my distance--"

Before he finished talking, the man turned on her ankle and pulled her to the side. She opened her peach-shaped eyes and looked at him at a loss.

If you want to get close, you might want to stick together, but she is also a dangerous product, which can easily hurt him and hurt him again.

It is better to isolate yourself.

Huo Yunshen rubbed her skin with her fingertips and called her soberly: "Qingqing, I haven't hurt my waist."

Yan Qing was stunned.

... what does it mean.

Huo Yun stared at her deeply: "Come on, I want to be closer to you."

Yan Qing realized that he should be treated with care elsewhere, but the waist and abdomen were basically intact and could be used for her to spread the wild. She looked back to see if the door was locked, and sure that no one would disturb her, climbed over obediently, slender He lifted his leg, sat down on his waist, and slowly lay down on his shoulder, gently resting on his unharmed shoulder, and moved gently.

Although this posture is easy to associate with a picture that is not pure, it is enough to be close together.

Huo Yun deeply stroked her back, breathing slightly increased.

Yan Qing asked in a low voice: "I will still be surnamed Yun."

"Not important, it's all my secrets."

Yan Qing was immersed in his clean and cold breath: "That's still the surname, hide Xiao Yunqing."

Huo Yun laughed deeply: "What about me? What do you want to call."

Yan Qing discussed with him: "Shen Shen is good, Yun Shen was small before, I am embarrassed to call too close, I like to call Shen Shen now."

He asked meaningfully: "Is it missing two words?"

Yan Qing knew what he meant, smiled in his ear, and slowly said: "Then I make up, deep baby."

Huo Yunshen's arms were tight, and her thin bones were hooped.

He hesitated for a long time and asked anxiously: "I have changed a lot in recent years, you ..."

Yan Qing lifted his head and pinched his chin and carefully looked at it: "Thin."

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 are you going to say in the next half of the sentence."

"I wasn't Huo Yunshen, did you like me now?"

Yan Qing pinched his face: "I'm not Yun Qing anymore."

Huo Yun deep-browed and nodded, knowing very well: "My wife has too many identities, there are also pretty secretaries, little rich wives, innocent patients ..."

Yan Qing was stunned, so ashamed that he could not hit the wall, and covered his mouth with one hand: "You joke 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 crazy.

Yan Qing removed his hand and kissed him solemnly, asking: "So, do you still need to ask my answer?"

She said word by word: "The former teenager, now Mr. Huo, who guards me downstairs in the dormitory of the program group every night, locks me to the nebula and locks them up, including those who will cheat me in the office Boss, the little duck who serves me alone, the doctor who treats me ... "

The light in her eyes was gentle: "I love all."

Huo Yunshen's injury recovered quickly, but the gunshot wound on his right leg was too heavy to walk normally for a short time. When he could get out of bed with crutches, he decisively chose to be discharged.

It has been a week since the explosion occurred, and there was too much noise on that day. The current program of "Songs of the Night" was suspended. The police and various related structures were involved in the investigation. The number of guests and the staff of the program team on the scene were too large to conceal it. , It is better to take the initiative to clarify.

Huo Shi announced the statement, but did not elaborate. It only said that the building under construction in the resort area exploded accidentally, and Mrs. Huo was just affected at the scene.

On the other side, all the people involved were secretly comforted separately. Everyone is smart and knows how to shut up.

It's just that the huge army of netizens composed of fans, passers-by and people who eat melons will never let go of such big news. Various speculations emerged overnight, Weibo swipes the screen, each gossip forum slaughtered version, and there are endless stories.

Talk about one to another.

"I have a senior second-generation ancestor friend, and his father has a distinguished identity. According to him, Mr. Huo is actually going to collapse. He has failed to explore the US market and faced huge losses. He has fallen off the altar. This explosion seems It was the struggle within the group! "

"It's nothing to fall off the altar. I heard that everyone is useless. I barely take back my life."

"Wacao that Yan Qing can still follow him? It was originally a substitute for people's old love. The people who figured out the money and the money are justified. Now that they have nothing, are they sure to divorce?"

"My mother finally waited until this day, and the affectionate couple was finally leaving."

"Wait for divorce +1!"

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo my CP still wants BE."

After a few days of fussing, finally # 坐等 深情 女人 离婚 # rushed to the top in one fell swoop, overwhelming the new movie official announcement of all the big coffee, the traffic exposure romance and a movie emperor found a strange little third.

In the few days of hospitalization, Huo Yunshen and Yan Qing turned the ward into a honeymoon room. Except for a certain event that Mr. Huo was about to be banned by his wife, he was satisfied that it was unreal, and he had no time to pay attention to the mess on the Internet.

Min Jing is also very decent. He only comes to Mr. Huo to sign some important documents on a daily basis. Others definitely do not pollute the ears of his sister-in-law.

On the day of discharge, Yan Qing helped Huo Yun get dressed deeply, because he did not heal his leg, so he chose loose track pants for him.

Standing in front of him, Yan Qing buckled his collar first, and if her fingers flicked back and forth on his raised throat knot, she watched it slide slowly up and down, and the arc was clear and attractive.

She did n’t feel a little hot in her face, avoiding her sight, and her hands were drawn from his chest, smoothing out the non-existent folds, and stopped on his firm and firm belly texture, and continued to go down, tidying the waist pump for him rope.

"Qingqing, what did you put in my pocket."

Yan Qing listened to his inexplicably dark voice, and let go of his hand slightly hot: "Is it uncomfortable to put your phone in? Is it too big?"

"Hmm ..." He responded lowly, with a rusty throat in his throat.

Yan Qing quickly reached into his trouser pocket and planned to take out his mobile phone.

still none? !

She suddenly remembered that it was because she was afraid of his discomfort, so she changed her mind and put it in her bag, how did he ...

Yan Qing's hand was still lying in the soft cloth, and she wanted to pull it out, but when it was not pumped, her fingertips in the depths accidentally touched a certain contour.

It was hugely hot, and her presence was strongly declared to her.

The temperature in her hand soared, she swallowed nervously, looking up at the culprit who lied to her.

The culprit's eyes were dark and dark, and he focused on her, and sincerely and innocently repeated the words she asked before: "Wife, you are right, too big, uncomfortable."