Since saying to him that the illness was pretended that night, Yange really hasn't "onset" again.

As if the illness was indeed pretended by her.

But her physical condition can't fool people.

Shi Yan put her chin gently into her neck, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Yange was awakened by this guy the next day.

When this guy came back, it was almost like a locust crossing, and he would not rest unless he squeezed himself out every day.

Fortunately, she is used to this daily life.

His eyes hadn't opened, and his thin arms closed around his neck.

She hung under her, soft and weak, weak and small, as if he could let her body fall apart with just a little effort.

He slowed down and leaned down to kiss her eyebrows. "Zhang Ma said you haven't eaten well for the past two days."

Yange: "I'm worried about you. I'm so worried. Tea doesn't make you think of rice or fragrant."

"I don't believe your gossip.

Having said that, he moved more gently, holding her hands very tightly, really anxious to fuse her into his own body.

Yan Ge raised his head and froze at his stubborn jaw, frowning unpleasantly: "Why didn't you shave?"

Shi Yan strangled her face again, "I can't afford to shave."

Every time, she could not see but shave him with his eyes. He was used to this "waiting" life, so he would not take the initiative to shave.

Yan Song dissatisfied with his head in his arms.

"Frightening." He stroked her hair and raised the corners of his lips: "A beard is a man. A man without a beard is a little white face with no ability."

Yange: "You're talking about eunuchs, not small faces."

What Shi Yan is about to say is not: "Bai Yuqing came to you? Why didn't you see him?"

"It's ugly," Yange said. "I had a nightmare for a few days when I saw him last time. I'm afraid I'll have nightmares all my life."

Shi Yan is silent, but moves faster

Yange shoved his shoulder: "Why did you suddenly say this?"

Shi Yan stared at her curious look.

Suddenly, she wasn't drunk in the boat show of two people.

He simply lay down and pulled her up: "Do it yourself."

His preference for her in this regard was also clear.

Sure enough, the song that had mastered the initiative was immediately full of power, and entered the state like a little motor.

Oh, Da Da Da Di Xiao Ma is not her, but Shi Shuaishuai.

Afterwards, of course, you have to have another cigar.

Today, Mr. Shi Shuai, who swallows the clouds and mists, is obviously different in peace days.

Yan Song stared at him several times.

He broke up and asked, "Are you in trouble?"

Shi Yan: "No."

Yan Song: "Fell in love with other little girls?"

Shi Yan glanced at her: "I like you."

Yange: "Oh, shouldn't you suddenly realize that you can't live without me?"

Shi Yan didn't answer this time.

He took a few hard blows, extinguished the cigar, turned around and carried Yange into his arms, and his broad and warm palms covered Yange's belly.

He has worked so hard, why is there nothing in this place?

Yan Ge immediately understood Shi's sorrow, she simply advised him, "Did you want a child, Shi? You don't have a lot of women in your hospital. You can grow five in one night, and it won't take you a week, you just When it can be planted, there will always be one or two children. "

Shi Yan pinched the waist of a song: "I'm afraid of willow disease."

Words of Song: ...

So this guy keeps himself clean and doesn't sleep with other women, is it because he is afraid of flower willow disease?

Really love yourself to the extreme.

Yange: "Not necessarily all sick."

Shi Yan: "I'm still afraid to be a father."

That's ... no solution!