This man has hundreds of shirts alone. Every day when he goes out, he irons his shirts. He can't find any wrinkles, so that he can go out wearing them. But Qin Xiaoduan's clothes are so dirty that he can't see the original color, and there are several holes in his chest. Not only that, he always takes good care of his hair, Mud all over, no hair to speak of, it is like the painting out of the beautiful man's handsome facial features, full of dirt.

Is this really Qin Xiaoduan?

Yes, if it wasn't for Qin Xiaoduan, who would it be?

She always knew that this man loved her and loved her very much, so when he said, "wait for me...", Yin Xinfu believed in her. She believed that he would come to find his own belief. Yin Xinfu supported her all the time and encouraged herself. Otherwise, how could she survive the fierce wind and roar Is there any fear and loneliness in the torrential rain and dark without any light?

She knew that he would come, he would come, he would go through the fierce typhoon, through the fierce rainstorm, through countless difficulties and dangers, cut off all the thorns and come to her.

This is her husband, the one she entrusted to spend her whole life together!

At the moment, she is absolutely sure that this man's love for her is not adulterated!

Think of this, Yin Xin's eyes and nose a acid, tears like a broken line of beads down.

Qin Xiaoduan is checking the wound on Yin Xinxin's forehead. When he lifts the bangs in front of her forehead, he sees that a few centimetres of blood has formed a blood scar. The blood scar is green and red. It seems that something has hit it.

Qin slightly end a burst of heartache, is ready to speak, Yin heart suddenly tears let him a moment at a loss.

Qin Xiaoduan quickly hugged Yin Xinhe, patted her on the back and comforted her, "daughter-in-law, don't cry, don't hurt, my husband is here, don't cry, don't cry!"

While comforting, Qin slightly side gently toward the blood scar blowing.

Yin Xin sucked his nose, "no pain, I just want to cry..."

Qin Xiaoduan was amused by this sentence, and went to Yin Xinxin's mouth to kiss him. Then he took out a cotton swab and dipped it in disinfectant to disinfect the wound.

Disinfectant is very hot when it comes to the wound. Yin shivers with heartache.

Qin Xiaoduan couldn't bear it for a while. He comforted: "daughter in law, the wound must be disinfected, or it will become inflamed. If you want to hurt, you pinch me. My skin is rough and my flesh is thick. I'm not afraid of pain! "

Yin Xin shook his head and did not speak. Biting her teeth, Ren Qin disinfected her.

After detoxification, Qin Xiaoduan took out a band aid from the bag and gently pasted it on the blood scar.

Yin Xin leans his head on Qin Xiaoduan's shoulder.

Qin Xiaoduan leans on Ren Yin, remembering that she hasn't eaten for a long time. She takes out food and drink from her bag, "daughter-in-law, drink some water and eat something first."

With that, Qin Xiaoduan unscrewed the mineral water bottle, put the top of the bottle to Yin Xinxin's mouth, and gave her two drinks.

Then tear up the whole wheat bread and put it into Yin Xin's mouth bit by bit.

Yin Xinxin was really thirsty and hungry. He ate with his mouth open.

After eating, Qin Xiaoduan finds a thick bathrobe from the bag and asks Yin to change it. He leaves in a hurry without any other clothes. Seeing the thickness of the bathrobe, he puts it into the bag.

Yin Xin took off his semi wet clothes and put on his bathrobe. Qin Xiaoduan laid the quilt down in a dry and windproof place, and then picked up Yin Xin and put it on the quilt. "Daughter in law, you will be wronged to make do with it tonight, and tomorrow we will go back to the hotel to sleep in the big bed."

Yin Xin pulls Qin Xiaoduan's hand, "Xiaoduan, you also come up and lie down!"

"It's OK. I'll just look at you."

"No, I want to hold you!"

Qin slightly curved his mouth, smiling like a child, "OK, I sleep with my daughter-in-law." Then Qin slightly took off his dirty and wet clothes. The reason why he didn't sleep on the quilt just now was that his clothes were all wet. He was afraid that Yin would feel cold again.

Fortunately, the quilt of the hotel is big enough. It's not small for two people to fold it in half.

Yin nests in Qin Xiaoduan's arms, sticks to his chest, feels his powerful heartbeat, and feels at ease and warm.

Her nose is full of his breath, the familiar smell, mouth murmured: "a little bit... You, good!"