It was getting to noon, but the weather was still very gloomy. She stood by the bed and looked out quietly, feeling that heaven also knew her mood.

Jinyuan slowly walked behind her, reached out and hugged her, lowered her head in her ear and said: "baby, don't be angry, this time it's my fault, I shouldn't not inform you."

With tears in her eyes, she could not help complaining: "do you know you are wrong? How worried I am about you from last night to now? You are too busy to call me. OK, I understand. But are you busy all night? Don't even have a minute to call me? "

Jinyuan's body slightly a shock, helplessly said: "it is not coincidental, my father is sick, my mobile phone was broken again, in a hurry did not expect so much, really."

It's a rare behavior that his character can explain in such a low voice. If his brothers see it, they will be surprised to even stare out their eyes. But now some people are not rare at all. They even twist their body and say, "I'm still angry. You stay away from me."

If she had never dared to talk to him like this before, now that she spoke so naturally, it could only show that the relationship between them had been very deep. Jinyuan chuckled. Although she still complained, he still heard a little looseness in it.

She heard the laughter and asked, "what are you laughing at?"

He hugged her tightly with both hands, put his head on her shoulder comfortably, and said, "smile, you are so cute. You are the treasure in my heart."

The sudden sweet words hit her and made her feel sweet, so her depression dissipated a lot, saying: "Why are you so cheeky? I haven't forgiven you yet. "

"Well, you're still angry. Shall I say I'm sorry?" For some reason, today he is very gentle and easy to talk, which makes her anger turn into a pool of water: "that's about the same."

Turning back, he bumped into his eyes, only to find that his eyes were full of blood. He said, "didn't you have a night off?"

He nodded. At first, he argued with the old man and finished dealing with Ruan Xiangxiang. Later, as soon as he was about to rest, the old man's illness broke out again. One after another, he had no time to rest.

She immediately distressed: "then you hurry to rest, hurry up."

He raised his eyebrow, took her hand and asked, "is it painful?"

Her face turned red, but her mouth was hard: "nonsense, I'm not afraid that you are sick and I need to take care of you? The trouble is dead.

Then he pushed him into the bathroom: "wash out quickly and go to bed. I told people not to disturb you."

"His wife is more and more like a tiger," he said with a smile

"You are the tiger." As soon as her face sank, she pushed him into the bathroom: "go and wash it now."

She was still thinking about whether to get him something to eat. He didn't seem to have had breakfast, but unexpectedly, the shameless guy was pulled into the bathroom with a backhand in time to close the door.

"What do you want to do?" She faltered and held him by the shoulder, but she couldn't help feeling flustered.

"Stay with me." He put his arms around her slender waist, and his low voice seemed to have a kind of magic.

"No, I'm going to let you get something to eat and let me out..." Her breath began to be unsteady and she struggled to keep her sense.

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