Then Qin Zijin looked at Han Yue: "you go home to have a good rest, and then I want to drink your porridge. Can you make it for me at noon tomorrow?"

"I'll be here with you."

"You are not alone now. You still have a small one in your stomach. You can't be too tired. Go back." Qin Zijin looked up at Shen Qingshi: "let him accompany me."

Han Yue thinks for a while and finally gets up. Qin Zijin can accept that Shen Qingshi is also a happy event for her.

"Well, I'll come back tomorrow."

"Third uncle is waiting for you downstairs. Drive slowly."

Shen Qingshi sends Han Yue out. When he turns back, he sees Qin Zijin's contemplative appearance.

"What's the matter?" Shen Qingshi asked, in a gentle and gentle tone.

"Thinking about Han Yue." Qin Zijin looked up at him, the man or that pair of warm and moist like jade appearance, between the eyebrows and eyes are affectionate.

She pursed her lips: "you should know the father of the child?"

Shen Qingshi nodded: "don't worry, he should find someone soon."

Qin Zijin silently nodded: "well."

"Fish soup?"

Qin Zijin wants to say no, but the man has already opened the heat preservation barrel, self-contained Sheng fish soup comes out.

The delicious taste instantly hit Qin Zijin's taste buds.

"Good."

She gave a shallow answer.

The action of the man feeding her fish soup is very gentle, especially the deep eyes are always staring at her affectionately, which makes Qin Zijin a little shy and blush quietly.

Can be so big ward only they two people, Qin Zijin's line of sight also can't hide, but four eyes relative time her embarrassment is particularly exuberant.

So she drank a few mouthfuls, and then she gave the excuse that she was not fed by the man.

Shen Qingshi knows that it will take time for her to accept him again, but every time he sees her red lips, he always has the impulse to kiss.

What's more, the original agreement that children will be born after marriage will be stranded indefinitely.

This makes Shen Qingshi a little depressed.

A week passed by.

With Huo Yunting's special medicine and superb treatment, Qin Zijin's body recovers quickly, and has been transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward.

This week, Shen Qingshi stayed in the ward almost all the way. After all, Qin Zijin thought he was still a stranger, so Shen often pulled down the curtain in order to make her more free.

He found a lot of books for Qin Zijin to amuse herself, and took her previous notebook and sketch book from home.

So a lot of times, in the warm and comfortable ward, Qin Zijin is writing and painting, reading or emptying himself, looking out of the window in a daze.

Men, on the other side of the curtain, handle business.

Probably in order to let Qin Zijin rest quietly, he seldom video or telephone, most of the time only the sound of the keyboard in the room.

Qin Zijin is also used to this kind of state unexpectedly.

For example, now she is thirsty: "Shen Qingshi, drink water."

The man will soon turn out from behind the curtain and give her the right temperature water.

When Qin Zijin finished drinking, he put the empty cup back.

After that, he still turned back to the curtain with a smile and continued to be busy.

There is no pressure to Qin Zijin.

Qin Zijin felt that men were really good.

……

That afternoon, Han Yue cooked some dishes that Qin Zijin liked and could make up for. She packed a lunch box and sent it to the hospital. She chatted with Qin Zijin for a while, and returned to the restaurant at 8 p.m.

She parked the car at the door, a Liang ran out of the restaurant and handed her a water cup: "give me the key, I'll stop."

Han Yue gives him the key. Maybe a Liang has the smell of cooking fume on his body. Han Yue can't help but retch.

A Liang quickly unscrewed the cover of the thermos and handed it to her: "drink some water quickly, press it, warm water, you can drink it directly."

Han Yue then poured a mouthful, and the tumbling sour water was gradually pressed down.

She twisted her nose and pushed a Liang: "you stay away from me."

A Liang grinned and scratched his head: "Hey, I forgot."

He took two steps back, looked at Han Yue's slightly raised stomach and said, "baby, you can grow up quickly, and your mother won't have to suffer any more."

"Come on." Han Yue waved: "stop and go."

A Liang just walked to the side of the car with the car key. He didn't know where to rush out. A man facing a Liang's face was a fist.

A Liang was beaten and blinded. He stood still holding a small pickup truck. Looking at the angry man in front of him, he scolded: "who the hell are you?"

Han Yue, hearing the news, turns her head. Her eyes fall on the man and her brows are slightly twisted.

"Ah Liang." "Taekwondo is too cold for you, isn't it? Call me back. I'll take all the consequences. "A Liang immediately rolled up his sleeve and looked at the angry man in front of him. His fist went back directly.

He thought that a man would hide, but he didn't expect that man would move. He looked at Han Yue's back as he pushed the door into the restaurant.

Bang, the man was knocked down by a Liang's real fist.

A Liang: "Damn, you can't fight and come to me?"

A Liang spit at him, pulled the driver's seat directly, and drove the car back to the parking space in the backyard every minute.

When he came back with the car key, the man had got up and was still standing in the same place. His face was slightly raised because of the solid circle, but his expression was still lost.

All over the folds of white shirt and black pants with deep weariness between eyebrows and eyes, it looks like a traveler in a hurry.

Although the posture is tall and straight, but the expression is decadent standing, giving people a kind of feeling of depression and decadence.

The aura of the whole body is still a little inexplicably cold.

It was a little windy at night, blowing up his shirt and hunting.

But let his whole person's aura more decadent lonely.

See his eyes, looking at the direction of indoor Han Yue.

Ah Liang frowned: "no, what do you mean? Who are you? You don't want to know where this is, you come to fight? Tired of living? Let's go

The man finally reacted and turned his head to look at him. His eyes were a little deep: "is the child yours?"

"It's none of your business." A Liang was too lazy to leave him: "we are even when you hit me. I think for the sake of you who are Chinese, I don't care about you. Get out of here!"

With that, a Liang gave him a look of disgust and went straight into the dining room.

Han Yue is sitting at the window drinking tea, tea, eyebrows wrapped in a touch of unknown meaning, eyes are also looking at the direction of the window.

Ah Liang leaned over: "elder sister, do you know him?"

"What did he say?" Han Yue asked abruptly.

A Liang scratched his head: "he asked me if my child was mine? There's something wrong with it. "

Han Yue sneered: "well, in the future, this person will not be allowed to enter the door of our restaurant, do you hear me?"

A Liang Leng for a moment, there is an idea flashed in the mind, but soon he pressed down.

"Good." He should, and looked suspiciously at the direction of the man.

"When my mother comes back and tells her, I'll go to bed first." Han Yue drank the tea in the cup and went to the back door.

A Liang scratched his head: "good."

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