Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

The sun shines across the earth, the green trees sway, the birds fly, and the morning vehicles come and go.

Another day!

September 20th.

In the ward, the man checked the infusion needle, looked up at the remaining medicine, turned around, picked up a cotton swab dipped in water and helped the woman wipe her chapped lips.

The nurse came in and checked the instruments at the bedside, which showed that everything was normal. When she left, she looked at the man's back with a smile on her face.

The warm sun shone through the window glass, and a faint warmth enveloped the woman's face, making it rosy.

"Jian Xiaoan!"

In her haze, she seemed to hear a voice coming from far away. When she opened her eyes again, she saw the man's strong outline, angular jawline, and deep eyes in her blurry vision.

Jian Xiaoan opened her lips and said, "You...are so beautiful!"

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw such a handsome man.

"An An." Fu Nanchen's face was cold. He put his ear close to her lips and said softly, "What did you say?"

He didn't hear it!

Jian Xiaoan looked at him with a smile and swallowed, "I say, you are really beautiful."

What are you talking about?

Fu Nanchen's face turned cold, he looked at her straight with a frown, wondering why she was still obsessed with beauty.

Jian Xiaoan looked at the man's depressed face, her chest rising and falling, and she smiled with her lips pursed, her voice also carrying a hint of tenderness, "I'm praising you."

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something and asked hurriedly, "Where's the child?"

Only then did I think of my children!

"Do you think of the child now?" Fu Nanchen's voice was hoarse, and his eyebrows were frowned. "It's okay."

Jian Xiaoan let out a long sigh when she heard that. She had been praying last night that Fu Nanchen's child was very strong and must stay well in his mother's belly.

"Where's stepmother? Are grandparents and dad all right?"

dad?

This name came out of my mouth casually. In the past, I always called him "Father" like Fu Nanchen, but I don't know why I suddenly called him "Dad" just now.

"Father." Jian Xiaoan quickly changed the words.

"It's all okay. My stepmother's arm isn't injured. She'll recover after a period of rest." Fu Nanchen touched her forehead and tidied her hair.

He sat quietly beside her bed, staring at Jian Xiaoan with his dark eyes, with emotions hidden in his eyes that outsiders could not understand.

"What are you thinking about?" Jian Xiaoan held his fingers tightly, "I'm fine now."

fool.

Fu Nanchen's throat was a little dry, his breathing tightened, and he said in a deep voice, "I was thinking about locking you up in Moon Bay when I get home."

He wanted to lock her up in Moon Bay so that no one would push her down the stairs or try to harm her.

Jian Xiaoan smiled helplessly. She had heard this sentence many times. Why did he always want to keep her as a pet? "No, you promised me to give me freedom."

"I regret it!"

Fu Nanchen sniffed, lowered his eyes, covered the woman's soft little hand, and rubbed it with his fingertips. His eyes turned red. He kissed her palm with heartache, raised his eyelids and looked at the woman in his sight. His heart was sour and all his emotions were contained between her warm lips.

He looked at her carefully, as if she were a treasure, and every glance was filled with reluctance and love.

Jian Xiaoan felt a pang in her heart. She raised her hand and inadvertently rubbed his brow bone, trying to comfort him little by little.

"My child and I are fine, and nothing will happen to us in the future. We will be fine in the future." Jian Xiaoan's voice was choked, and she curled her lips slightly, "We are going to have another litter of children."

.......

The man outside the door saw this scene and raised his hand to hold the door handle several times, then put it down again.

After hesitating, Beizhe pushed the door open and made eye contact with the woman on the hospital bed.

He didn't go home last night, so his clothes and pants were a little wrinkled and stained with the fishy smell of lake water. His short hair was also messy. He grabbed the seam of his pants with both hands and looked up at Jian Xiaoan.

"Beizhe." Jian Xiaoan raised his neck and looked at the man behind Fu Nanchen, "Are you okay?"

Fu Nanchen stood up and stood at the head of the bed, but he didn't let go of his clenched hands. He looked at Beizhe, his eyes no longer showing the usual aggression, "Sit down."

"It's okay, I'll take a look and leave."

"Thank you, Beizhe." Jian Xiaoan said in a soft voice, chuckling, "I'm fine, you should go back and rest early."

"Ah."

Beizhe stopped and clenched his fists, but his eyes were reluctant to move away from the woman's face for a long time.

She is good, he is good!

"Then I'll leave." Beizhe pursed his lips and lowered his head to hide the concern and love in his eyes, "Take good care of yourself."

"Yeah." Jian Xiaoan had a faint smile on his face.

The man's black leather shoes were stained, his trouser legs were rolled up, and his shirt was a little messy. He turned around and walked out on the marble floor...

The back figure looks lonely and desolate.

Last night, at the moment Jian Xiaoan fell, Beizhe jumped without any hesitation. In a very short period of time, the woman's past flashed rapidly in his mind, and he had only one thought.

He has to save her, she can't die!

Fortunately, she is still alive!

Jian Xiaoan looked at the figure disappearing through the crack in the door, her eyes dark, her heart felt like it was scratched by sharp claws, and it hurt even to breathe.

......

Fu Nanchen pinched her fingers to pull her back to her senses. "Baby." He waved his big hand in front of her, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes. "I saved you yesterday."

A little sour!

"I know!" Jian Xiaoan grabbed his hand and tried to sit up. "Can we go home after the infusion? I want to go see my stepmother."

"Ah."

In the next ward, Shu Qianhui had been in a coma due to the anesthesia after coming down from the operating table. She only woke up when the doctor was making rounds.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a little carrot-head standing in front of me, with a pair of peach blossom eyes wide open, and his eyeballs rolling around like black grapes.

"Mom, you're awake." Fu Nanfeng put his finger under Shu Qianhui's nose to test, "Mom is still alive."

"This child." Qiu Yunting stood up and walked over, "Qianhui, are you feeling better? Your arm must be hurting."

Shu Qianhui only saw clearly at this time that all the family members were standing next to the bed. She looked around and opened her mouth, "Where's Xiao An? Where's Nanchen?"

"They should still be resting next door. Everything is fine," said Qiu Yunting.

Hearing her words, Shu Qianhui breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm glad you're okay."

"The kids and I will go take a look, you continue chatting with Cang Ming." Qiu Yunting glanced at his son, then pulled Fu Nanfeng and Fu Nanjing out.

"Hubby." Shu Qianhui couldn't hold back her tears. She tightened her throat and said, "I thought I would never see you again."

Fu Cangming held the woman's hands tightly with both hands, placed them on his lips, and spoke in a low voice, even his voice was trembling, "Qianhui, you can't be in trouble."

The man's eyes were dark, and he kissed the back of her hand with great distress, which was a little cold. "I love you."

I don’t know from which moment on, she was not just a “wife” but a “lover”.

Fu Cangming knew that the woman in front of him was impeccable. In the past ten years, he tried hard to be a good husband, but neglected how to be a good "lover".

He looked at Shu Qianhui with a guilty conscience, his heart aching, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault."

"I believe you." Shu Qianhui's fingertips brushed the corner of the man's eyes, "I want to eat the clay pot rice you make."

......

Outside the door, a pair of sinister eyes watched everything in the ward...