Mu Chu Di sat beside Huo Xiao's bed, holding his hand in both hands, just as he held her hand in the delivery room.

There are many slight protruding scars on the slender fingers that have not yet scabbed. Mu Chu Di doesn't dare to exert himself for fear that it will hurt him.

The carefully cherished appearance of Mu Chu Di is in the eyes of Huo Zheng.

"Second aunt, you don't have to worry. Although my second uncle has a lot of injuries, Lu Yan said that he would never endanger his life. Just cultivate for a period of time."

"For you, he is willing. You don't have to bear any burden in your heart, just as you have to continue your blood for the second uncle when you walk around the gate of death."

Before, Huo Zheng could not say these words so calmly.

Maybe it's because in his heart, he never believed in love. He thought it was just a temporary hormonal disorder.

Seeing the feelings between mu Chu Di and Huo Xiao, he knew that their love was equal, as if it was natural for anyone to pay for it.

Huo Zheng Yu Guang touched those wounds on his second uncle. His thumb rubbed his chin, and his eyes turned and turned. It seemed that he was making some bad idea.

He pulled up a chair and sat down beside Mu Chu di.

"Come on, auntie. I'll tell you how brave he is."

Mu Chudi was locked up in another room at that time, and then she was in a coma, so she didn't know much about those things in the Morita base.

Huo Zheng knows mu Chudi must want to know, some things, from his mouth is better, he can properly use exaggeration, try to decorate, his second uncle's figure to shape more tall and grand.

Otherwise, his second uncle would be concise.

Hum.

See how smart and smart he is. When the second uncle wakes up, he will have a good fight.

Huo Zheng omits some things that Mu Chu flute will be distressed by, vividly portrays Huo Xiao as the God of heaven.

He felt that he could definitely become a family after retirement.

Just as Huo Zheng was eloquent and using both hands and feet, a dull hum rang out.

"Be quiet!"

Mu Chu Di interrupts the shaping of Huo's macro world. With her eyes red, she kisses Huo Xiao's cold hand.

"Good morning, husband!"

There is no sweet words, just as in the past every day, but this sentence just fell, the tears in Mu Chu Di's eyes fell down.

It's good to be able to say good morning to him like this!

It's good that he's still here and she can hold his hand!

Huo Xiao didn't know when he was in a coma. His consciousness was still at the moment when Mu Chu Di was in the delivery room.

He was sitting up with him, but with a few simple movements, he tore his muscles and bones, and was in great pain.

"Don't move!"

"I'm fine. I'm fine!"

Although giving birth made her walk around the gate of death, she didn't need to lie in bed all day after giving birth, plus Lu Yan's medicine. As soon as she had finished, the door of the ward was opened.

The nurse came in with a baby girl in her arms. She handed the baby to Mu Chudi.

During this period, she took a look at the sickbed. Just one look, she felt the cold feeling from the man lying on the sickbed.

She quickly put her eyes back on mu Chudi. Now the whole hospital is spreading the miracle of their love. It seems that they are really the kind that you must have.

When can she harvest such love?