Yan'an and Helian stretched out his hand and covered his mouth, "what are you saying. Mu Chi Yao, it's not allowed to say such things at such a good time. "

Mu Chi Yao held her hand, put it on her lips, and pecked it gently.

He hesitated for a moment and asked the question he had been hiding in his heart.

"Angie." Mu Chi Yao gently called her name, "in the garden of Nianhua villa, there is also a tombstone. You... Can you face it, can you accept it? "

Yan Anxi is stunned.

Indeed, all the past, good and bad, she can go to face it calmly.

But, only, the child this pass, is how she also can't cross the caner.

No wonder Mu Chi Yao asked.

"About children I've never been able to let go of it. "

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Mu Chi Yao said again and again, "I didn't protect you and my children."

Yan Anxi smiled at him: "it's not your fault. It can only be said that the child has no reason with us... "

"There will be, and we will have our own children."

Mu Chi Yao said, looking at her flat stomach.

There is a life in it.

The crystallization of his and her love.

Yan Anxi encircles his waist and buries his face in his chest: "yes We will have children in the future. Last night, you just Just... "

Yan Anxi didn't go on, feeling shy and hot.

Mu Chi Yao was shocked, and soon understood her meaning: "you mean, last night, we didn't do anything?"

Yan Anxi nodded softly in his arms.

Mu Chi Yao was dumbfounded: "yes, yes, you are right Maybe one time, the children will come to our house. "

"We work together."

"Well." He said, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

Mu Chi Yao always feels that this is not the best time to tell the truth to Yan Anxi.

Yan Anxi is pregnant with his children now, but Words are on his lips, he can't speak.

He is afraid.

He and Yan Anxi finally came together again. If she knew, he asked for her while she was drunk, and made her pregnant

Would she be angry?

At that time, he couldn't come back.

Mu Chi Yao cherishes the present time very much. He is afraid of anything to disturb him.

He thought, first hide it, and then, a little bit more, slowly reveal it to her, let her accept it.

Let's not talk about it now. Let's wait for him to explore her ideas and see what's going on.

"But Don't try too hard. " "I'm worried about your body," Yananxi whispered

"I can be discharged tomorrow. What do you think I can do?"

"We should take good care of it..."

Mu Chi Yao nodded, "what you say is what you say."

Now, he seems to have become a Wife slave.

Yan Anxi yawned and rubbed her hair: "it should be dry I want to sleep. "

Mu Chi Yao's five fingers gently combed her soft hair and nodded: "OK."

Yan Anxi immediately got up from his legs and lay comfortably on the bed: "then I am sleepy."

Half of his bed was given to her.

The hospital bed is not big, plus her, it seems very crowded.

But mu Chi Yao was very satisfied.

In his opinion, the smaller the bed, the better.

In this way, Yanxi can only cling to him tightly, and take the bed too small as a reason to hold her to sleep.

He also lies down, very naturally to embrace her into the bosom: "sleep, I embrace you."

"You have to rest, too." Yan Anxi closed his eyes and his voice became light. "Tomorrow, I will leave hospital. I have a lot of things to do."

"You sleep first, I Watch you sleep. "

Yan Anxi was really sleepy. After a while, she breathed evenly and slept soundly.

Mu Chi Yao looks at her sleeping face, her eyes are full of gentle looks, and reaches out to brush the hair scattered on her cheek behind her ears.

I hope I can sleep with her all my life.

"Anxi..." He said, "I admire Chi Yao's life, and I will love you well."

Yan Anxi slept soundly, his eyes closed, and his lashes did not quiver.

Mu Chi Yao's fingers moved slowly from behind her ears to her cheeks.

When he leaves hospital tomorrow, the gauze on Yanxi's face can also be removed.

At that time, the scar left by the wound will be more obvious.

She doesn't care at all, he does.

It's not because she looks bad, he doesn't want her to have any defects, he wants her to be the happiest woman in the world.

The night is deep.

Mu Chi Yao gently kissed her on the forehead: "good night, my Anxi."

He won't let her suffer any more grievances. He loves her.

The next day.

Early in the morning, there was a bit of buzz in the hospital.

Murdoch's car stopped downstairs of the inpatient department. Murdoch supported Murdoch to receive Murdoch.

Originally Mu Chi Yao was injured. The old man was very worried.

But when he learned how he was hurt, he was relieved.

His grandson is not seriously injured. Maybe The heart injury is more serious.

This requires his granddaughter-in-law to give a good treatment.

In the ward.

Mu Chi Yao stands in front of the mirror, bows his head and arranges the buttons on his sleeve.

Yan Anxi came over from behind, holding a tie in his hand: "is this color ok? I feel a little too serious. "

"You pick this one, then this one."

"I haven't paid attention to your dressing habits before..." Yan Anxi said, "I will study hard in the future."

"Then I'll leave my wardrobe to you."

Yan Anxi smiled softly: "people say that what a man looks like every day, you can see the daughter behind him, what kind of person he is."

"Is it?" Mu Chi Yao raised his eyebrows slightly. "It's the first time I've heard that."

Yan Anxi stood on tiptoe: "you bend a little, I can't reach you."

Mu Chi Yao bowed his head obediently and stole a fragrance on her lips by the way.

Yan Anxi looked at him: "you Don't move. I'll tie you. "

Mu Chi Yao stood, letting her tie herself.

Shen Beicheng used to make fun of him, saying that he should have a woman around him, cooking for him, choosing clothes for him and tying ties for him.

But mu Chi Yao said, he can do it himself.

Shen Beicheng shook his head and said that he did it by himself, which was totally different from that of a woman.

At that time, Mu Chi Yao was still sniffing and didn't pay attention to it at all.

Now think about it. What Shen Beicheng said is true.

Yanxi ties his tie to him, and he ties his own tie, it's totally two kinds of feelings.