After sitting in the car, Leng Zimo naturally hugged Luo Xiaoqian's waist. She leaned over and put her face on his shoulder. She carefully reached out to his back with one hand and gently supported him.
His back.
"What happened to the gunshot wound?"
"At that time, Locke wanted to shoot Jiao Yang, and I was so anxious that I blocked the bullet for him." Leng Zimo lowered his face and kissed her hair, "Xiao Qian, I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't take the risk, but this
There is something I must do.”
Luo Xiaoqian nodded slightly, "I understand."
This incident was caused by her, and Jiao Yang had done so many things for them. These things were what they should have done.
If she were present at the scene, she would definitely do the same thing.
Afraid that she was too excited, Leng Zimo immediately changed the subject, "The wedding dress is coming tomorrow, and I can't wait to see you wearing it. This wedding dress has been redesigned.
It’s more beautiful than the samples you’ve seen before.”
"I have gained so much weight now, will I not be able to fit it into my clothes?" Luo Xiaoqian asked in a low voice.
Leng Zimo chuckled softly, and placed his big hand on her slender side face, "If you are considered fat, do you want other women to live?"
At this time, Luo Xiaoqian was only two months pregnant, and the fetus was far from developed. There was no sign of pregnancy at all, so how could she be fat?
Luo Xiaoqian also laughed and stroked her still flat belly with her palms, "Don't look at it now, but after four months, my belly will swell like a balloon."
Leng Zimo also stretched out his palm and gently placed it on her belly, "When the time comes, I want to see with my own eyes how it bulges up!"
Neither of the two people spoke anymore, but their palms naturally held each other's, their fingers interlocked, and their palms met.
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Hospital.
After finishing the intravenous drip, Jiao Yang easily conquered the nurse on duty with his smile and allowed him to buy some food near the hospital.
After leaving the ward, Jiao Yang quickly went downstairs. This was not an urban area. In line with the principle of having a hospital nearby, and the two people were not seriously injured, they were just sent to a hospital in the suburbs for treatment.
At that time, several restaurants outside the hospital were closed.
Jiao Yang walked for a full ten minutes before he found a 24-hour fast food restaurant to buy a late night snack.
After buying midnight snacks, he went to the small supermarket again and bought two large bags of stuff before returning to the hospital.
One of the packages was given to the nurse on duty who allowed him to go out for a break, so he came to room 306 carrying another package of snacks and the midnight snack he had bought.
In the room, Mo Bei was boredly playing origami with a scrap magazine left by someone who didn't know who it was.
Because she was taken away by Locke for a long time, her dehydration was more obvious, so she needed to infuse more medicine than Jiao Yang, and the intravenous drip had not been finished yet.
Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, she turned around in confusion and saw Jiao Yang walking over with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face.
"Doraemon's possession time, Xiaobei-kun, what do you want?"
Mo Bei glanced at the big shopping bag that couldn't be hidden behind him and said with a smile.
"Doraemon, do you have ice cream?"
"Of course, Doraemon has everything in his pocket." Jiao Yang turned around, took out ice cream from the shopping bag, and placed boxes of ice cream on the small table beside her, "Vanilla, chocolate
, taro...oh, by the way, there is also matcha, the taste is complete, right?!"
