The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Ye Yuchen looked at her sleepy but not daring to sleep, and couldn't help but shook his head and laughed. He stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, and said softly, "If you are tired, rest."

Mu Wanqing pursed her lips lightly without answering.

She hid her hands in the bed, and gently scratched the sheets under her with her fingertips, seeming to hesitate.

The scent of flowers from the other shore in the nightmare seemed to still linger on the tip of her nose, carrying a fascinating smell, which made her a little confused.

In front of him, the blue ghost fire seemed to be jumping.

She didn't dare to sleep, she was very afraid of having such a nightmare again, she was afraid that after falling asleep, she would walk the road to **** again, and she was even more afraid... she could never wake up again.

"Are you afraid?" Ye Yuchen frowned lightly, her eyes a little bit distressed, "I will sleep with you, eh?"

Just now, when Mu Wanqing fell ill, the cold sweat on his forehead and a somewhat panic expression made Ye Yuchen guess what nightmare she might have encountered...

After all, she had just returned from the ghost gate, she was inevitably scared.

Mu Wanqing pressed her lips lightly, and after hesitating for a while, she shook her head after all, "No."

She was still scratching the sheets under her.

The girl opened Shui Ling's peach blossom eyes wide. She looked around the ward as if full of curiosity and tirelessly, struggling hard to fight against the eyelids that she wanted to close, and she didn't know what she was craving.

"Qing'er, go to sleep when you are tired."

Wen Shixian knelt down, she gently squeezed her cheek twice, and coaxed softly, "We are all with you."

She knows, she knows Mu Wanqing best.

She knows what the girl is afraid of, she is greedy for every minute she keeps her eyes open, greedy for all of this world.

She was afraid of closing her eyes, afraid of dying in her sleep...

"Observe, nothing will happen." Wen Shixian's nose was a little sour, and her eyes were slightly astringent, gradually moisturizing.

Mu Wanqing's eyes were dim, of course she knew Wen Shixian understood.

After hesitating for a long time, the girl pursed her lips lightly. She raised her eyes eagerly to look at Ye Yuchen, stretched out the hand that did not hang the pin, and gently pulled the corner of his clothes twice.

Ye Yuchen squatted down immediately, and he wrapped the girl's catkin with his big hot palm, "You said, I'm listening."

During the words, his heart pierced suddenly.

The man suddenly remembered that in the dark underground layer of Fanxing Film and Television, the girl could hardly speak after hemoptysis, but he insisted on saying to him, "Yuchen, happy birthday..."

At that time, he responded in the same way.

Qingqin, you say, I am listening...I am.

Mu Wanqing's clear eyes flickered, and she hesitated for a long time, then slowly opened her lips, "Ye Yuchen, you must remember to wake me up tomorrow morning... OK?"

She was really scared and left in her sleep.

She was afraid that the second before falling asleep would eventually become the last second in her life... From then on, she would never have a chance to open her eyes, look at Ye Yuchen, and look at the world.

Ye Yuchen's throat tightened, "Okay."

"I wake you up at eight o'clock in the morning, and then we have breakfast together, eh?" He held her cold little hand tighter.

Mu Wanqing nodded lightly, much more at ease.

She scratched his palm with her fingertips again, "Wake me up at 8 o'clock in the evening... OK?"

Ye Yuchen nodded, "Listen to you, go to sleep."

After hearing this, Mu Wanqing finally closed his eyes obediently. At that moment, the feather eyelashes seemed to be slightly moist, but after all, the tears did not flow down his cheeks...

Why are you sick?

She really...want to live.

I really want to... live unscrupulously.