he is intoxicated

Suddenly it went dark.

There was a power outage in the ward.

Nan Hua opened her beautiful Qiushui eyes wide and stared straight at the door.

There is electricity in the corridor.

She wanted to see Mr.'s appearance clearly through the light that flashed in through the crack of the door.

She wanted so much to know what he looked like.

I used to want to know because I was curious, but now I want to know because I care.

Her initial affection for her husband has gradually turned into a solid liking.

There was a crack in the door.

A tall and slender figure walked in.

The gentleman was wearing a thin black windbreaker, and he was handsome, with sunglasses and a mask covering his entire face.

The door closed quickly.

The figure of Mr. is completely hidden in the darkness.

Nan Hua was a little dumbfounded.

It's all covered up like this, why do you still turn off the electricity in the house?

Probably too cautious.

The gentleman walked towards her with long legs and a steady pace.

The appearance of walking freely is like entering the land of no one.

He sat down on the edge of the bed.

He took off his mask and sunglasses and put them on the bedside table.

He stretched out his hand and held Nanhua's hand. His nice smoky voice carried a hint of remorse: "Why didn't you say hello to me in advance when you went to see Ding Tu? If I hadn't secretly sent Gu Yi to follow you, your neck would still have ?"

The slender fingers covered her neck, avoiding the wound, and gently stroked her slender neck.

Originally, the wound was excruciatingly painful, but after being touched by him like this, the pain seemed to be relieved by more than half.

Nanhua lightly covered the back of his hand with her fingers, her eyes rolled, and she said with a smile, "Who makes your phone always unavailable?"

The husband was silent for a moment, "Call Gu Yi later if there is anything to do."

"But I just want to call you." Listen carefully, there is a hint of girlishness in her voice.

It is completely inconsistent with her usual cold, aloof, mature and elegant image.

"I changed the number. I will call you on your mobile phone later. Call me if you need anything."

"But I'm not satisfied with just calling, what should I do if I want to see you?" At this time, Nanhua was like a little girl asking for candy.

Tasted a little sweetness, but also want more.

Mr. made her small and soft, like a little girl who had never been hurt in any way.

In front of him, she can indulge, act like a spoiled child, without forbearance, without pretense, and without worrying about any consequences.

Yes, in front of Huo Beiyao, she was a female fighter with armor and thorns all over her body.

But in front of her husband, she is a soft and soft little girl without any aggressiveness.

The husband seemed to be defeated by her, he raised his hand and gently wiped the tip of her nose, "Every time I see you from now on, I will say 'the moonlight is so beautiful tonight'."

"Is this a code?"

"Yes."

I heard that my husband was finally willing to see me.

There was a trace of sweetness in Nanhua's heart.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight' is a classic sentence by Natsume Soseki, which means 'I love you'. Sir, are you confessing to me?" She was half joking, half probing.

The gentleman chuckled through his nose, and said in a doting tone: "I haven't seen you for a few days, you have become a little presumptuous."

Nan Hua also laughed, "I'm not presumptuous to everyone."

"Let's be presumptuous." He said in a tolerant and pampering tone.

This pampering habit made Nan Hua feel very comfortable.

"I have more presumptuous ones." She stretched out two slender arms to wrap around his waist.

I can feel the gentleman's waist stagnant slightly.

Nan Hua decided to be braver.

It's best to establish a relationship with her husband before Huo Beiyao doubts her again.

Her slender arms hugged him tighter.

The gentleman's waist is thin, and his well-defined muscles can be felt through the thin fabric.

Very masculine and aggressive.

It is an attractive male body.

Nan Hua buried her head in his arms, sniffing the pleasant pine wood fragrance on his body, mixed with a faint scent of mint tobacco.

It is an aroma that makes people depend on.

A pleasant bass came from above your head, "I heard that you have been dating Mr. Huo from the Huo Group recently?"

Nanhua's back stiffened slightly.

suddenly.

She found out why her husband didn't want to see her recently.

It turned out to be jealous.

It made him just a little cute.

It seems that the gods who have stepped down from the altar finally have some fireworks in the world.

Nan Hua laughed out loud, came out of his arms, grabbed his sleeve delicately, raised her head, and looked in the direction of his face, although she couldn't see clearly.

"Sir, are you angry with me?"

The husband avoided answering and asked, "Do you like him?"

"No, I hate him."

The husband breathed lightly, "Why?"

"I heard that he was a scumbag. He was ruthless to his dead wife. He not only brutalized her coldly, but also cheated on her. I don't want to be like his dead wife. I don't want to die."

In the darkness, her eyes were moist.

The husband seemed to sense her abnormality.

He stretched out his arms, took her into his arms, and gently patted her back with his big hands.

His hand gradually subsided her sadness and resentment.

He asked, "What do you like about me?"

Nan Hua closed her eyes, suppressed the moisture in her eyes, and smiled, "I like Mr.'s warmth, you make me feel very safe."

for a long time.

He said: "Okay, then just keep liking it."

He hugged her tighter.

In his warm embrace, Nan Hua thought: It must be Mr.

Apart from Huo Beiyao, Mr. is the only man who can control her emotions.

Her broken and precarious ship wants to be docked in Mr.'s warm harbor.

She longed for his warmth like the parched land longed for rain.

Xu Shi and his party from Hualan Village were too tired from tossing around.

Nan Hua actually fell asleep in her husband's arms.

When I woke up the next day, it was already daylight.

She lay flat on the hospital bed.

Mr. left early.

On the bedside table was the imported scar-removing medicine he bought for her.

Nan Hua took the ointment in her hand and checked it repeatedly. This is not an ordinary scar removal medicine.

This is the heart of Mr.

ten o'clock.

Shen Zechuan came to check the ward.

Nanhua said to him, "Brother, can you help me adjust the surveillance at around twelve o'clock last night? I want to see the appearance of Mr. and the followers around him."

Shen Zechuan's face behind the mask was slightly stiff, but his voice didn't fluctuate at all.

"Okay, wait until it's ready, and I'll send the video to your phone."

two hours later.

Nan Hua received a video from Shen Zechuan.