133 Tears, the Taste of Love "Asshole...don't come back if you can leave now!"
"I just said a few words and then left. I have no sincerity at all!"
"Asshole, asshole, asshole!!!!"
Duanmumu couldn't explain how she felt in her heart. She just felt that when he was here, she hated him extremely, but when he left like this, her heart seemed to feel empty all of a sudden.
I don’t know how long it took, but the door of the ward was pushed open again. Duanmumu thought it was a doctor or a nurse, and instinctively shrank into the quilt. At this moment, her body ached and her heart ached, so she didn’t want to see anyone. “I don’t want to see anyone.
If you don’t want to take medicine or get injections, just leave!”
Her words did not receive a response. Duanmumu angrily pulled the quilt higher and shrank in completely.
Leng Anyen looked at her hiding herself like a turtle, with a hint of ridicule on her stiff face, and reached out to pull her quilt. In fact, he went out just now to buy her some food.
Duanmumu felt someone tugging at her quilt, so she became even more angry. She grabbed the quilt tightly to prevent it from being pulled away, and shouted, "I said I won't take medicine or get injections. Don't worry, even if I die,
I won’t blame you.”
"If you die, you won't have any say in this matter," Xie Si's voice sounded, making Duanmumu's hand holding the quilt tremble, as if he was hearing hallucinations and not believing it.
He didn't leave?
However, I clearly heard his footsteps leaving just now...
I couldn't help but have surprises overflowing in my heart——
Leng Anyen pulled back the quilt and revealed her little face. After a night's rest, her face had returned to its normal rosy color. However, the chapped lips on her lips had not yet healed, but there were no longer those horrible bloodshot, black
The long eyelashes have also returned to black and shiny, spreading out like cut cattail fans.
She was like a dead tree that was rejuvenated and ushered in its own spring, making him feel at ease.
Duanmumu closed her eyes. Although she couldn't see him, she could feel his eyes sizing her up, and her breathing changed rhythm because of her nervousness.
Leng Anyen stretched out his hand to brush away the broken hair from her forehead, and said in a soft voice, "I won't give you medicine, nor will I give you an injection. I'll make you eat!"
Hearing this, Duanmumu opened her eyes suddenly and saw breakfast on the bedside table. To be honest, she was really hungry, but she didn't want to be bribed by him for just one breakfast, so she deliberately said harshly, "I won't eat it."
Take it away!”
"You really don't want to eat?" Leng Anyen asked again deliberately, as if he had read through her thoughts.
"Don't eat, don't eat!" She replied angrily, but at this moment, her belly, which had been hungry for a day and two nights, made an uncooperative growling sound.
Suddenly, Duanmumu didn't know what to do!
Looking at the red clouds on her face, Leng Anyen shook his head, stretched his arms down, and covered her in the middle, "You'd better eat something, so that you have the strength to be angry with me!"
"Who wants to be angry with you?" Duanmumu's body was about to shrink into the quilt again, but he held him down. She glared at him fiercely, "Didn't you leave? Why did you come back after you left?"
Leng Anyen's pretty lips raised, "I want to leave, but I don't want someone to scold me for being insincere!"
"..."
Turns out he heard it all!
Leng Anyen looked at her embarrassed look, reached out and pinched her face, then picked her up from the quilt, "Be good, get up and eat!"
She wanted to refuse again, but when she saw his gentle eyes, Duanmumu could only hear her heart beating wildly, especially since he was so close to her at this moment, so close that she could smell the faint tobacco on his body.
taste.
Suddenly, the tear glands became sore again, and tears almost fell again.
She seemed to have almost forgotten this smell, but when she smelled it now, she realized how much she missed it.
He held her face in his hands, and his cool fingertips slid across her cheek, "Wife, although I don't know what's wrong with you? Why do you have to leave me, but I really don't want to let go of your hand.
Can you give me another chance?"
Hearing his words, the stubborn wall Duanmumu had worked hard to maintain for more than half a month collapsed instantly, and she threw herself into his arms, "Leng Anyen..."
She admitted that she hated him and hated him for involving her in such right and wrong, but she couldn't resist his tenderness and love.
Duanmumu felt like she was being pulled by contradictions. If this continued, she would be torn in half.
Her breath ironed his chest through the thin shirt, moistening it, and also warmed the coldness in his heart these days. He looked out the window and remembered that he could not find out what happened that night.
His eyes darkened, "Honey, it's my fault. I didn't take good care of you."
The more she said this, the sadder she became, and the grievances she suffered that night also appeared in front of her eyes. Her hands fell on his shoulders, "Leng Anyen, it's you who are wrong, it's you who are bad, it's you, it's all you...
…”
He could feel that she had something unsaid. Although he wanted to ask clearly, he was afraid of being too rash and scaring her.
"It's my fault..." He took her beaten palm, put it to the corner of her lips and kissed her, and then the kiss fell on her forehead and cheeks. He was extremely careful with every move, as if he was afraid of hurting her.
Whether it was because his kiss was too gentle or because his bad words touched her soft heart, Duanmu Mu's tears slipped down again, just in time to slide into his lips when he kissed her.
It was astringent, a little salty, and seemed to have a hint of sweetness. For the first time, Leng Anyen discovered that tears tasted like this. Is this also the taste of love?
"Leng Anyen, don't do this to me, it will make me unable to live without you," Duanmumu did not forget what he said even at this moment.
He was stunned when he heard her say again, "I know you just want me to have a baby, and I agreed... You don't have to be so nice to me, and don't be so nice to me!"
If all the tenderness he gave was just to exchange for a child, there was no need for him to do so. She couldn't be separated physically and mentally in this transaction, and his favor and love would only make her feel like she was stuck in a quagmire.
As soon as she finished speaking, her body was pulled away by him, and a stream of cold air fell straight from the top of her head. "What are you talking about?" She said goodbye.
He has done so much for her, but she actually only thinks that he is doing it for the children. Does this woman have no heart at all?
However, that day when he was angry, he seemed to really say that.
At this moment, Leng Anyen wanted to slap himself in the face. Why couldn't he hold back his anger every time he had a confrontation with her? As a result, things got worse and worse, and he couldn't even explain.
Looking at the tangle between his brows, Duanmumu raised his hand to touch it, like an iron ironing it out for him little by little, "Leng Anyen, I decided that we should not quarrel before giving birth to the baby. If this is the last time we are together,
It’s better to cherish your time.”
What is she saying?
Leng Anyen's black eyes rolled with anger, but before it broke out, her lips were already pressed against his...
She took the initiative to kiss him?
She said she won’t quarrel anymore?
After a while, Leng Anyen's stunned thoughts were brought back by the hot and wet kiss. A few seconds later, the focus of the kiss was disrupted. His big hand clasped the back of her head and kissed her back, so passionately...
At this moment, all the quarrels and gaps in the past slowly melted away in this kiss.
She was suffocated by his kiss, and her hands couldn't help but tighten his collar. She felt panicked that she was about to melt, but she also had the expectation of melting...
Perhaps because he was concerned about her body, the kiss didn't last long. He turned the deep kiss into a shallow peck, and finally touched her soft lips, occasionally tracing the outline of her lips with the tip of his tongue, accurately and meticulously.
It was as if his whole body and mind were poured into it.
"Can you tell me what happened that night?" He asked her carefully, his breath carrying the smell of her.
Duanmumu's movements holding him were stagnant, and her face instantly turned pale. She also frightened Leng Anyen, but made him even more sure that she had suffered an unusual injury that night.
"My wife told me, you have to believe that I won't let you suffer in vain," Leng Anyen squeezed her shoulders a little too hard because he was anxious.
The humiliation made her almost shameless to face him. She pressed her face tightly into his neck, but shook her head violently, "Don't ask anymore, I beg you don't ask!"
Seeing her being frightened like this, Leng Anyen regretted that he had been impatient, but that was the knot between them. If it was not opened, even if they had temporarily resolved their misunderstanding, he would always have a bad feeling.
As if they would be separated again.
"Don't ask, I won't ask," Leng Anyen patted her back, not daring to push her any further.
Leng Anyen no longer left, but guarded her almost every step of the way, as if she would disappear if he didn't.
"If you are busy, just go back to the company," Duanmumu saw that although he was in the hospital, his hand never left his laptop.
"Not busy," he replied lightly without raising his head, but the movements of his hands did not stop.
Duanmumu also knew about his stubbornness and didn't say anything more. But to be honest, even though he was just working here and didn't talk much to her, she just felt at ease, like a child sleeping with his parents.
Same everywhere.
After Mumu took a nap at noon, she found that Leng Anyen had fallen asleep holding a laptop.
He took care of her all night last night, so he must have been sleepy. Duanmumu saw that he was wearing thin clothes, so he picked up the blanket and walked towards him, moved the laptop away, and covered him with the blanket, but she did not leave, just quietly.
Look at him.
His facial features are plump and beautiful. They have lost their sharpness during the day and become more peaceful, which makes people want to get close. His thin lips are half closed and half closed, and you can vaguely see his white jade teeth, but his brows are frowning.
Tight, as if there is something on the mind that cannot be resolved, which makes people have the urge to brush it away.
As if she was bewitched, Duanmumu actually lowered her head and kissed him lightly on the forehead. She swore that she just wanted to kiss him to calm his worries, but unexpectedly, he woke up as soon as she touched him.
Their eyes met, their hearts beating...
After a while, Duanmumu tried to get away as if she had been electrocuted, but at some point, his arm had already wrapped around her waist, "Honey, are you trying to take advantage of me while I'm sleeping?"
