This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

   Chapter 883 Why are you here!

  At half past twelve that night, Yan Shiqi was lying alone in the sterile room.

  My little uncle did not come, nor did my fourth brother.

  The first snow in Licheng, she did not have the chance to watch it.

  Today is New Year's Day. At the beginning of the new year, her New Year's start is ‘novel’.

  The night was very dark, stained white with frost, no moon shadows were visible outside the window, and thin snow covered the branches.

  Yan Shiqi was not sleepy, her eyes were open, and it was dim.

  Since then, black and white have probably not changed.

  She thought, maybe we have to adapt to the rhythm of the blind in advance.

  So, sitting up on the bed, she wanted to go to the ground, but her hands were touching her lower abdomen, baby, be up for it, if you fall, don’t cry...

  She slid her legs off the edge of the bed, and her toes were on the ground, but she couldn't find slippers at half the rate.

  That's it.

  Just take two steps.

  She was barefoot, stepping on the ground, feeling slightly cool to the touch.

  Yan Shiqi slowly raised her hands and rubbed in front of her a little bit, before she made such a move, she laughed out loud.

  I feel like a heroine in a TV series. When I can’t see it, I am used to using my hands instead of eyes.

  Probably not long ago, when the eyes were unclear, I had done enough psychological construction for myself.

  At this time, Yan Shiqi was really out of sight, and he didn't complain about it.

  This is my own choice, there is no other way but to get used to the darkness.

  She moved forward a little bit, following the direction she remembered, trying to find the door.

  But, after only two steps, she hit the end of the bed, no pain, and forced her to stop.

  The door opened in response.

  The familiar footsteps came, mixed with the smell of his body, and directly lifted her up sideways, "Don't go!"

  In fact, he has been there all the time, and the night is deeper and more intense, snowy night.

  She is lying in the sterile room, while he has been standing outside the window.

   Seeing her movements, the man's eyes were full of hostility.

  Damn pokeweed!

  "Why are you here!" Yan Shiqi wrapped his hands around his shoulders, rubbed the side of his legs, and made a little emotional complaint.

  The man's Adam's apple rolled, looking at her clear and clear eyes, his nose fluttered, "Sorry, I'm late."

  His voice is very hoarse, with a hint of forbearance.

  Yanshi pursed the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and tentatively touched his cheek, "No need to apologize, I didn't blame you again, kidding."

  She is still the same as before, elegant, calm, and considerate.

  Obviously, I can't see it, but there is no complaint.

  Even on her face, there was no sympathy.

  The man sat on the bed with her in his arms and wanted to let go of her. He tightened his waist and saw her encircling him when he lowered his eyes. The whole face was buried in front of his chest.

  This sentence is a pun.

  Will you leave the sterile room, or leave Licheng to go to Parma?

  She asked ingeniously, but she didn't dare to express her deep anxiety.

   "Don't go." The man held her hair, his strong arms held her in his warm arms.

  Yan Shiqi drilled into his arms, "Did Uncle quarrel with Shanglu this afternoon?"

   "It's okay, you don't have to worry."

  Yan Shiqi hugged his strong waist, raised his head and drew it up, found his chin, and kissed him, "What did you do just now?"

   "Smoking." The man lowered his head and kissed her slightly.

  Yan Shiqi sniffed, blinked and joked, "A lie! There is no smell of smoke!"

  After speaking, she kissed the man's lips hard.

  I tried my best to feel his existence in this way. It seems that only this way can dispel her hesitation.

  (End of this chapter)