Soon, Su Mo Han took a good bath and came out. Looking up, he saw Ye Fei's head turning to look at the side face outside the window. The action of wiping her hair stopped a little bit.

A few years later, she is still beautiful just in time, no more, many, let him heart.

Along with her eyes, Su Mo Han's eyes fell on the willow branches outside the window. The willows have already sprouted, and the brown branches are dotted with new green, which makes people feel better.

Su Mohan takes back his eyes and intensifies his steps.

Looking out of the window, ye Fei still didn't notice, which made him jealous of those willows outside the window.

Su Mohan is not at ease, so let Ye Fei stay in the hospital for another night. If there is no problem tomorrow morning, he will take her out of hospital and go home.

Until the night gradually came, the window turned into a dark night sky, and a few scattered stars looked lazy.

Ye Fei lies on the hospital bed, hugs Su Mohan behind her and says: "my braised spareribs, my lemon perch, my meat My soup... "

Su Mo Han can't help but feel helpless. She laughs at her lips and feels at ease.

Ye Fei sighed with regret. After eating the tasteless food for more than a month, what she longed for most was to eat a big meal. However, this incident happened again. She could not eat the greasy food for the time being. She just wanted to cry without tears.

"Ah My meat... "

When ye Fei felt sorry for the 108th time that the most fat meat was flying, Su Mohan finally couldn't help but say: "the meat of this little is different and gone, but it's fair that no one can eat it, but it sounds like I'm more at a loss."

Ye Feiwei Zheng, then her cheek was hot, and she could not help but murmured and angry: "you still have injuries on your body. How can you still think about those dishonest things in your head?"

Su Mohan grabbed her little hand and kneaded it in the palm of her hand, as she should: "in my heart, there is only one serious thing."

Listen to his deep voice, feel the temperature of his palm, ye Fei's heart beat, but don't know how to answer this.

"It's you."

Listening to his serious love talk, ye Fei's heart was sweet, and she had to sigh that the man's ability to say love words was really more and more profound.

Gently up, propped up the body pressed in his uninjured half of the chest, ye Fei looked down at him and said, "your wound still hurts?"

Long hair hanging on his face, Su Mo Han stretched out his hand and gently wrapped a lock in his hand to play with. He said casually, "it's already good."

"Deceiving, that knife is so sharp, it doesn't hurt if it doesn't go so deep, and then the shot and bullets all went in..." At the mention of this, tears began to turn in her eyes, and ye Fei was wronged.

Su Mo Han quickly pressed her small head on his chest: "no deception, there are you, really what injury is good."

The leaf imperial concubine side face sticks to his chest, blink Ba whirling tears, choked way: "I really have so effective?"

"Better than a panacea."

"Well, don't think I'll forgive you like this. I almost turned me into a murderer. If you dare to do this again, I'll ignore you again!"

Ye Fei was discontented and hummed. As long as she thought about what happened, she was still frightened.

Bad guys ~