For the gathering of this moment, he took four pains at a time, and this medicine was that when patients with advanced cancer were severe, they could only one at a time.
Slowly he walked over, sat on the bed, handed the water cup to her, and said softly, "Drink! What can I do?"
Watching her drink water, he took the cup and put it on the bedside table.
"Well, come on, come to touch it." Xia Yu Orange opened the quilt, excitedly put his warm big hand on her white slightly bulging belly.
"Do you feel that the baby is moving inside, he will move, but it is very, very mild, do you feel?" She moved his hand on his stomach, for fear that he didn't feel it.
He looked at her big eyes with a smile, pink face, and hot eyes.
He stroked her hair, leaned down slowly, and put her ears on her abdomen. His big hand slowly stroked the skin of her abdomen. Suddenly, the belly beating was slightly and slightly beating.
one time.
Just a little, Feng Yan felt bloody, and he had a warm warmth in his heart.
"The doctor said that the baby is healthy, I think the baby will look like you in the future!" Xia Yu Orange's soft fingers gently inserted into his hair, and gently sorted out.
"He was calling my father." Feng Yan suppressed the complication of his heart, answered with a smile.
The life in the belly of Xia Yu Orange brought him a sense of satisfaction with unprecedented satisfaction. He listened to the kind of beating like pulse, and the feeling of happiness suddenly filled his heart.
It was a small life that belonged to him and her.
"Baby, calling dad, calling a dad." He said gently with her belly.
"How can it be so fast?" Xia Yuyan complained that he was not serious. He stretched out his hand and patted it on his face. It was very light.
He laughed, grabbed her soft palms, and kissed her fingertips ambiguously.
The soft touch of the bone, gentle entangled in his heart. He stretched his body, hugging her without saying a word, kissed her lips.
He died, he was not afraid, the man in the Feng family never was afraid of death!
He just couldn't bear to be lonely, couldn't bear her crying, and couldn't bear to let her watch for her lonely. She couldn't bear that she would obey her promise, leave everything, and follow his steps.
The lingering kiss makes Xia Yu Orange feel a bit strange.
"What's wrong?" She pushed him away gently.
The wind was unspeakable, and the deep eyes had the melancholy. The speechless melancholy made her disturbing.
He frowned, still didn't speak, but just looked at her and slowly kissed again.
Just let go repeatedly, kiss deep, let go, continue to kiss ...
It is unbearable, as if the next second is the end of the world, and the people in their arms will disappear in the next second.
It wasn't until her delicate lips were swollen by him, and he let go of her and lay down with her.
Night, deeper.
The wind gently hugged Xia Yuman, and said in her ear: "Sleep for a while, leave with Ryan at four o'clock."
"Okay," Xia Yu Orange answered lazily, squeezed into his arms, hugging his waist, "Are you unhappy for this?"
"Yeah! I can't bear you, but ... no way!" He answered along her.
"Then ... let me stay, be with you, alas, I can't bear to you." After seeing it, she had to see but parting again. She was actually uncomfortable in her heart.