Chapter 441

Because Shen Shiyuan has been in the hospital all the time, there is no news in Lu Zhaoran's Hospital, and reporters can't get involved. No one knows how Shen Shiyuan is now.

Some people want to start from Ning Huan's dance troupe. Before it's time to get off work, the reporter blocked the people in the dance troupe.

Liang Xitong they are still practicing, security came a little fast, those reporters cling to Liang Xitong.

Liang Xitong was very agitated in his heart. Surrounded by a group of people, he went to pick up a bucket of water and splashed it on them.

No one knows Shen Shiyuan's news, and the reporters came back in vain.

There are many different opinions about Shen Shiyuan in a city. In those days, some people began to settle down in Shen's second room.

For this result, some people are happy, others are worried.

Shen Junyu was so angry that he trembled. His son's whereabouts were unknown. He was driven out of his old house by Shen Dongcheng, and now he has to be put on top of what happened in those years.

And happy, naturally, is Shen Junming.

After so many years of planning, he finally defeated his brothers and nephews one by one. Now Shen Shiyuan's life and death are unknown. As long as Shen Dongcheng has something to do, his family property will not fall on him.

"Ah Tong, what's the matter I asked you to do?"

"Dad, don't worry. These days, he's all bent on Shen Shiyuan. How can he have time to think so much?"

Shen Junming laughed, got up and went to the window: "soon, this is ours."

Shen Qintong also laughed, as long as a period of time, he can end this fool's life!

Compared with the turbulent outside, the hospital is much calmer.

Because the information of Ning Huan and Shen Shiyuan has been kept secret, they can only be in the hospital at present.

Ning Huan is nothing, but Shen San is bored and likes to tease her.

This morning's business is still in her heart. If it wasn't for the lunch man, she didn't know how to end it.

After dinner, she walked around the room a few times before taking a nap.

Shen Shiyuan lost a little too much blood that day, and his face was not so good these two days.

Lu Zhaoran asked people to send all the blood tonic soup, sometimes too much soup is not a good thing.

Shen sanshao, who is leaning on the bed after taking a bath, stares at the door of the bathroom and holds his chin thoughtfully.

Ning Huan just came out of the bathroom, so straight to his line of sight, she took the hair dryer hand slightly, slightly lower line of sight, want to go to the sofa to blow hair, but heard the bed Shen three less suddenly opened: "baby, come here, I help you."

When he said this, he raised his hand slightly, with a smile on his face.

But rather Huan looking at, the heart inexplicably trembled.

She did not go over immediately, "my hair is very wet, or do not wet three less wounds."

Hearing her words, Shen San Shao picked an eyebrow, reached out and took the pillow beside him, and put it in front of him: "it won't get wet. Come on, baby. It's not good to drag your hair wet."

Ning Huan pursed her lips and felt very uneasy in her heart.

Seeing that she still hesitated, he suddenly laughed: "what are you afraid of? The doctor told me not to move my waist."

He meant something, and Ning Huan's face turned red.

When he said that, it seemed that she really wanted too much if she didn't go there.

Ning Huan has always been unable to compete with him. His eloquence is not as good as him, and his logic of thinking is not as good as him. Every time he suffers a loss.

She can foresee that if she continues to talk with him like this, she will suffer the loss in the end.

After a moment's hesitation, she walked over with her legs raised.

Seeing her obedience, Shen sanshao's face was even more smiling.

He raised his hand and patted the pillow on his body, indicating her to lie on it.

Ning Huan looked at him one eye, did not speak, climbed to bed to lie on top.

Shen Shiyuan is not the first time to help her blow her hair, but this time he had a wound on his abdomen, Ning Huan did not dare to move.

Her hair was cut short only last month, and her waist length is now just a little under her shoulders.

The hair has been shortened a lot and the time of blowing hair has been saved a lot.

In fact, she didn't sleep very well last night. She always had nightmares all night. She also slept late and woke up several times.

Although I took a nap for more than two hours in the afternoon, I was still sleepy.

When her hair was dry for most of the time, Shen sanshao's finger abdomen swept her scalp gently. Her hair was much lighter, and she slowly fell asleep with her eyes closed.

"Baby?"

When Shen Shiyuan called himself, Ning Huan was about to fall asleep.

The sound of the hair dryer was gone, and she was held up slightly by Shen Shiyuan.Ning Huan looked at him for a moment and then responded: "three little -"

"the hair is dry."

He laughed and touched her hair.

Ning Huan didn't know what he meant when he suddenly said this, but he also learned that he had touched his hair, and it had already been dried.

"I helped you blow dry your hair. Should baby help me, too?"

He suddenly lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against the bridge of her nose. The smile in peach blossom eyes made her shrink subconsciously.

But she had no place to shrink. She was in Shen Shiyuan's arms. No matter how she shrank, she was still in each other's arms.

Ning Huan's heart beat fast when he saw him. He raised his hand and pushed his shoulder. He wanted to get up: "San Shao, let me sit up first."

"Good."

He said, the hand is loose, the other hand will be put on his body on the pillow pulled aside.

But Ning Huan just sat up, people have not sat straight, his hands on her waist, directly put her in his arms.

Now there is no pillow, the distance between the two people is closer.

Ning Huan wanted to struggle out of his arms, but just moved, he heard his voice from above: "baby, my wound has not healed, don't move."

When he said that, Ning Huan didn't dare to move.

This afternoon, blood still came out of his abdomen.

"You let me go, San Shao. It's easy for the wound to bleed again."

He laughed, raised his hand and rubbed her cheek with his index finger: "if you don't move, you'll be fine."

Ning Huan felt that his hand on his face was itching. She wanted to move, but thinking of his wound, Ning Huan didn't dare to move as soon as he turned his face. Shen Shiyuan moved a little, lip flap moved to her ear, whispered: "baby, help me."

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