Three hundred and thirtieth chapters ruined his father's good deed
In the middle of the night, Gu Mengmeng woke up in a daze and found that she was still lying alone on the big bed. The place beside her was empty, and she felt lost...
She struggled to get up, put on her clothes and went to the next room to see Kang Jian.
There was only one wall lamp on in the corridor, and the light was not very bright. After listening to the noise, she opened the ajar door and looked inside. She saw a single bed and a crib, her peaceful son and the new middle-aged man.
The nannies are all asleep...
She walked over lightly and touched the diaper under Kang Jian's vagina. It felt dry and light. So she felt relieved and went out cautiously.
When passing the large bathroom outside, I suddenly heard a noise coming from inside.
"Wow..."
Her scalp tightened, she held onto the wall behind her and shouted: "Who!"
The wall lamp behind her made her face turn blue. Half in fear and half nervous, she clutched the pole she was using to pick clothes and stared at the glass door of the bathroom.
"Creak..." With a sound, the door opened from the inside.
Gu Mengmeng's heart jumped into her throat and she opened her mouth to scream. Unexpectedly, the figure that suddenly appeared was faster than her. Not only did she snatch away the stick that she had smashed over her face with one wave of her hand, she also had time to use another one.
A hand covered her lips...
"It's me...silly girl..."
She gasped and stared at him, biting the palm of his hand through his warm palm...
As soon as she let go of her hand, she punched him hard.
The tentacles were clammy, and her angry expression instantly froze.
He hissed... He carried her to the bedroom along with the small medicine box in the bathroom at home, closed the door, and lit the bedside lamp. Only then did she see what a big mistake she had just made.
His shoulder was injured, and her punch hit the wound he had just treated.
Blood gushed out again, but he smiled at her as if nothing was wrong, his tired face covered with dust and frost from the battle.
He turned his back, covering the wound, and took off his field vest with some difficulty.
She didn't speak, she leaned over silently, helped him lift the back hem and lifted it up.
The clothes were taken off.
She picked it up and smelled it.
There is a pungent smell of gunpowder smoke.
She turned his body over and examined his wounds carefully. They were not serious gunshot wounds, but rather scratched by sharp daggers. She felt slightly relieved and pressed him against the pillow behind her.
I took out the disinfectant alcohol from the medicine box.
This is not the first time I have done this.
She once followed the Wenchuan Earthquake Rescue Team and personally bandaged countless wounded people. Although she had not been in contact with him for a long time, she still followed the steps and neatly treated his wounds.
"Mengmeng, thank you for your hard work..." He touched her pretty, slightly sweaty face from the side and thanked her sincerely.
She tidied the medicine box, turned around and said to him calmly: "I'll pour you some water and take the anti-inflammatory medicine."
Conway nodded, pointed to his stomach, and said in a low voice: "Can you find something to eat? My husband is so hungry..."
She said yes.
She turned around and pulled a thin blanket over him, covering him before going out to prepare extra food for him.
Staying in the clean kitchen, tears fell involuntarily from her eyes.
What happened recently.
Why was she always fragile and in need of his embrace and protection? She knew clearly that he had responsibilities that she could not escape, but she felt more and more scared and worried day by day.
Maybe it's because of Xiao Kangjian.
She is no longer as selfless as before.
I wonder if what Uncle Su said can be fulfilled?
She walked into the bedroom with the noodles and warm water in hand, and saw that he had fallen asleep leaning on the bed.
After returning home and unloading his heavy burden, his expression seemed much more relaxed. In his hand was a simulation toy that he bought for his son at some point. He should be studying how to play it before going to bed.
She really didn't want to disturb his rare good sleep.
But thinking of his empty stomach and the wound on his shoulder, I couldn't help but stepped forward and pushed him.
"Conway, it's time to eat..."
He rubbed his eyes to wake up, attracted by the aroma of food, and lay down to have a wanton gluttony. After eating, he wiped his mouth, drank water and medicine from her hand, and lay down comfortably on the soft mattress.
She stood up to clean up, but he held her in his arms.
"Go to sleep, I'll sort it out tomorrow morning..."
She didn't argue and followed his wishes and lay in his arms.
Maybe he was too tired.
He fell asleep again before he could turn over.
He put his hands under his face, turned his face to her, and fell asleep deeply. She looked at his thick black eyebrows, beautiful forehead and nose, and suddenly felt a little moved.
He, this man is the one who wants to accompany her throughout her life. He is responsible, strategic, and wise. He is a hero among men.
She leaned over and kissed him gently on the lips. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he stretched out an arm to wrap around her, and continued to breathe evenly.
Holding him in his arms while he was sleeping, quietly thinking about the next few decades, her tears flowed onto his face unknowingly.
Early the next morning.
It's his holiday.
While Gu Mengmeng was still sleeping soundly, he got up and tidied up the bedroom, went to the living room to chat with the new nanny named Chen, and held and teased his laughing son for a while before returning to the bedroom.
Go to bed and sleep with Gu Mengmeng in your arms.
When she woke up, she opened her eyes and met his pair of affectionate black eyes.
He sighed, held her tightly in his arms, and said happily: "Mengmeng, I feel very good now... With you, my son... and the care of my family and friends, I feel
Very satisfied, very good..."
She smiled quietly in his arms...
It seems that this is a copy of her original words.
She leaned against his chest, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat inside, and found a long-lost sense of peace.
His breathing above his head gradually became heavier due to her rubbing. Under the attack of his wolf hands, she was also considering whether she needed to lock the door and have early morning love with him...
At such a warm moment, Kang Jian's crying sound suddenly came from outside.
His voice was loud and clear, and he seemed to be determined not to give up until he saw his mother.
Gu Mengmeng rolled out of bed, pulled her quilt up and put on her nightgown, and ran out in three steps at a time.
"Xiao Jian! Xiao Jian!! What's wrong, son..."
A certain man behind him held the source of his sin sadly and resentfully, looked up to the sky, sighed, and fell on the bed.