The man's frowning brows did not relax, his dark pupils were very deep, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Ling'er, you never lie."
Even if he didn't look at her face to face, how could he not notice her slightly unnatural tone.
Miao Ling stuck out her tongue and smiled playfully: "Brother Hanfeng understands me so well, should Ling'er be happy? Or should she be happy?"
Mu Hanfeng didn't speak, nor did he move forward. He just stopped where he was, as if waiting for something.
Knowing that he was serious, Miao Ling no longer hid it from him: "It's still difficult to find out what the problem is, but it's true that my body is weak. Brother Hanfeng, I want to go back and rest until I have a good rest.
, let’s talk to you in detail again, okay?”
The woman's voice was as soft as water, like a feather crossing the lake of his heart, creating ripples.
Mu Hanfeng did not stop, and continued to walk forward. His steps were neither urgent nor slow, but very steady: "When you are tired, just sleep on my back for a while. We will be home in a while."
With Mu Hanfeng around, Miao Ling wouldn't worry about her personal safety at all. She buried her head on his back, her eyebrows curved, and a smile bloomed on her face.
Brother Hanfeng, it would be great if we could continue to live like this.
She couldn't understand what it meant to hold your son's hand and grow old together with him.
But what she wants most at this moment is to stay with Mu Hanfeng and never be separated.
They had gone through so many hardships and finally got together. She never wanted to be separated from him again, never again.
The colorful rays of light flowed in his eyes, exuding a burning and determined light.
Maybe she was really tired, Miao Ling quickly fell asleep on Mu Hanfeng's back.
Listening to the steady breathing sound coming from his ears, the man's sexy thin lips slightly curved, and his dark eyes were full of tenderness and doting.
He has never experienced a peaceful life, but if the person accompanying him is Miao Ling, he is willing to do so.
Miao Ling slept until the next morning.
The woman opened her sleepy eyes, and her colorful glazed eyes were very hazy. Miao Ling turned over, feeling physically and mentally comfortable, without any discomfort.
"Come freshen up and have breakfast." A man's gentle voice sounded in the room.
This voice was very familiar to Miao Ling. She stood up and turned to look at the man in black robe sitting at the table waiting for her. The lines on Miao Ling's face immediately softened and she said very softly, "Morning."
This feeling of being able to see the man you love when you open your eyes is quite good.
"I brought you back last night and saw that you were sleeping soundly so I didn't wake you up. How do you feel now? Does it still hurt?" He had not forgotten her symptoms of vomiting blood yesterday.
"It doesn't hurt anymore. It seems to be almost better after a good sleep." Miao Ling opened the quilt and got out of bed. She didn't mind Mu Hanfeng's presence. She took the dress on the side and put it on: "Maybe it was really inside her body yesterday.
Maybe it’s because my strength suddenly awakened, and I couldn’t bear it for a while. Now I feel very good, no pain anywhere, I go to bed early and get up early, and my health is great.”
Seeing her agile yet soft and playful appearance, Mu Hanfeng stared at her quietly, with fondness in his eyes: "From now on, I will sleep with you, go to bed early and get up late."
Miao Ling didn't realize what he meant for the moment. She thought he meant they went back to their rooms to sleep at the same time, so she didn't pay much attention. She looked at him with a smile and nodded: "Okay."