Chapter 217

The driver said it was wild chrysanthemum.

Qingyao laughs, right, right. All the unknown flowers are wild flowers anyway.

Seeing that she liked the scenery here, Lu Shaoqiu asked the driver to stop, helped her down, paid the fare, sat down on a bench and hugged each other to see the sea.

The waves beat the rocks, the sea breeze blew people's faces, and there was the coolness of salt flowers in the wind.

Lu Shaoqiu asked her if she was cold. He touched her forehead with his hand and saw that Yao's eyes always looked at the wild chrysanthemums.

He got up, walked over with his long legs and stroked a lot of them all at once.

Qingyao was incredibly funny and angry: "be careful that others punish you!"

"It's yours."

"Fuck you!" Qingyuan laughed.

Lu Shaoqiu's long fingers were flexible. He tied the flowers with a flower stem and handed it to her: "here you are!"

Qingyao said to return, but his heart was still full of joy.

I didn't expect that Lu Shaoqiu could make such a considerate and romantic move.

Although, she always thought such a thing was stupid.

Qingyao himself disassembled his bouquet and remembered the wreath made by Mirui.

After thinking about it, I really thought about making a scattered wreath, but I can still put it on my head.

Lu Shaoqiu looked, took it and put it on her head.

Qing Yao smiled: "OK, the fine will come more directly and more readily!"

Lu Shaoqiu knocked on her forehead: "fool, didn't you say wild chrysanthemums, wild, no one cares about this."

Some people sell conch in baskets at the seaside. Lu Shaoqiu asks Qingyao to pick some. He buys a string of yellow starfish himself.

Qingyao bought some conch and picked a necklace made of shell. The necklace was ground into a chicken heart shape and worn with a red thread.

She hung the necklace around her neck.

Lu Shaoqiu took out his wallet to pay. Looking back at Qingyao with a yellow corolla and a red thread chicken heart snail hanging on his chest, tenderness appeared on his face. He showed a satisfied and happy smile.

After this vacation, Qingyao thought of it many times. Every time she thought about it, she felt that she had touched the beauty of the world with her own hands. Therefore, no matter how hard it will be in the future, she won't regret it.

In the evening, Lu Shaoqiu continued to make love to Qingyao after the unfinished process in the morning.

Qingyao's heart is full of love, completely let go of himself and let him do it wantonly.

At night by the sea, the sea breeze blows leisurely into the room with only curtains. The thin curtains float. The cool smell of the sea in the night wind seems to be tasted, and there is also sweet flower fragrance.

A large area of melon leaf chrysanthemum is planted downstairs of the hotel, and the fragrance of flowers is more and more intense at night.

This spring night is so beautiful, and the two people in the window are like warm spring.

Finally, Qingyao's body trembled, his throat was thirsty, his waist was too weak to straighten, and his legs trembled.

However, Qingyuan suddenly softened from his arms.

Lu Shaoqiu was startled and hurriedly loosened her arm and put her down flat.

Qingyao thought he still wanted to, so he wanted to continue to satisfy him and raised his arm to hug the man's neck.

Half way up, he fell powerlessly.

Qing Yao said in a hoarse voice, "it's over. My abdominal injury should have relapsed again."

Lu Shaoqiu held her hot body and had an impulse to kill herself.

He called the service desk to call a taxi, quickly dressed Qingyao, and took her to the hospital yesterday for emergency treatment again.

The doctor on duty was still the old gentleman last night. He looked at the medical record card, prescribed medicine, stabbed a hanging needle into Qingyao's other hand and said, "why is the condition repeated again? Pay attention to rest and don't be too tired."

Lu Shaoqiu was silent. Looking at Qingyao, who was so weak that he shrank into a ball, he hesitated and sat next to her.

Qing Yao lowered his head. This injury seems to be the most difficult to recover

After two bottles of liquid medicine were infused again, the sky was already dim, the faint half of the moon gradually faded in the sky, and they returned to the hotel silently.

The breeze and the morning moon have nothing to do with them, and the melon leaf chrysanthemum seems to have become an irony.

Lu Shaoqiu drew the curtains and fell into bed in his pajamas. Qingyao poured himself a glass of water and took an anti-inflammatory drug. He was about to change his pajamas. He turned around and changed her pajamas for her. He hugged her in his arms and went to bed.

Qingyao heard his low voice: "it's agreed to have a baby."

She was stunned: "what? Have a baby?"

He buried his face in her chest and his voice was stuffy: "well, having a child, you are pregnant in winter, you can't see it when you have a big stomach, and you can't see it when you wear clothes. Moreover, with a child, the problems you worry about are no longer problems."

Qingyao's heart softened all at once.

However, as for his mother, does it really explain when she has a child?

If not, if the child is despised by his own grandmother, Qingyao will not have the heart to be the first.

She bit her lip and pretended to be relaxed: "but I have injections and medicine. It's unhealthy to have children now. Let's... Take some time."

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The next day, they didn't go anywhere.

Qingyao is ready to spend a good day in the hotel, but Lu Shaoqiu wraps her up with a coat.

He didn't take a taxi this time. He drove the car sent by the person in charge of the branch.

He came to the hospital, a familiar place in Qingyao.

Lu Shaoqiu hung up a gynecology department for her.

Take the medical record book and write down Qing Yao's name.

Under the guidance of the doctor, he came to the gynecology department on the third floor.

He sat down in front of a middle-aged female doctor and handed her the medical record and registration form.

The woman doctor's face was always indifferent: "what's wrong?"

Lu Shaoqiu spoke first than Qingyao: "some days ago, she suffered abdominal trauma, and this time she relapsed."

"Then you should hang up surgery," she said, and the female doctor had to close the book.

Lu Shaoqiu frowned: "I haven't finished yet."

The female doctor looked up at him again, and then her face was obviously much kinder.

Qingyao thought to himself, this male color seems to be not only useful for young women.

After listening to Lu Shaoqiu's words, the female doctor opened a lot of test sheets.

Finally, the two finished testing floor by floor.

She handed it to the doctor again. She looked through it one by one. Finally, she said, "her abdominal injury is no longer serious. She can stop taking digestive drugs. After these three days, it will no longer affect her pregnancy."

Both of them were very happy.

Out of the hospital, the two drove all the way to a beach.

Lu Shaoqiu took her for a walk.

It was windy on the island. Qingyao wore a white down jacket and turned over her hat. The brim of the hat was covered with Down fox hair, which made her face look like a young girl.

Lu Shaoqiu returned to the car, brought a scarf and wrapped her face in it.

The winter sun is thin and weak, and there is no warmth on the body.

Qingyao walked colder and colder, but Lu Shaoqiu didn't say to go back, so she walked with him.

The sea is a little muddy and not very beautiful.

There are seabirds flying silently and low, lonely and lonely.

It's really a bad time. These people are all with sleeves, hands, necks and feet. It's really cold. It's several degrees lower than the day they came.

He held her hand tightly. His heart was so hot that the cold outside seemed to melt away.

Qingyao finally couldn't help looking at him: "it's a little cold. Let's go back."

"Cold?" Lu Shaoqiu hurriedly hugged her in his arms. "Let's go back to the hotel."

"Yes."

"Fool, don't say it's cold. You like the beach. That's why I brought you here again."

Qingyuan did feel cold just now, but it doesn't seem so cold now.

The wind outside the window of the hotel suite is fresh and slightly cool. It blows through the gauze curtains and blows to people's face. There is the smell of white orchids in the wind, which gives a quiet room.

Lu Shaoqiu slept naked all night. His chest was hot and his back was cool. He slowly invaded his body. In the morning wind, he vaguely covered a sheet on his body. He felt hot again. When he pulled it down again, he felt irritable and thirsty. There is only one way to quench his thirst.

When he was half awake, his body began to heat, but Qingyao's back in front of his chest returned to normal temperature, which made them feel upside down.

Qingyao is looking for a heat source. She leans closer and lets Lu Shaoqiu's whole chest cover her and warm her.

Lu Shaoqiu thought Qingyao's pajamas were in the way. At the same time, his loose pajamas were no longer loose. The elastic band on the waist pressed him somewhere, making him uncomfortable.

He stretched out his hand to pull it off, took off the obstacles between him and her, lay on his side behind Qingyuan again, stretched out his mouth a little, and kissed Qingyuan's back neck.

When Qingyao is fully awake, he has leaned in the depth of Qingyao with this posture.

Lu Shaoqiu opened his eyes. An inch away in front of him was Qingyao's snow-white back neck nest.

He couldn't help kissing again and asked softly, "are you awake?"

He didn't know how he knew Qingyao woke up, just as he didn't know how he got in. He only knew that he woke up and told her thoughts that couldn't be expressed in words in the morning breeze.

It feels so good.

Qingyao is no longer painful or uncomfortable.

She is extremely soft.

She turned around and kissed him as much as she could.

When Qingyuan raised his neck to kiss his lips, he kissed back, pecked gently, and entangled her lips and tongues

This morning, Qingyao kissed his lips deeply.

One night's deep sleep made Qingyao's face pink and his lips as red as cherries, which made Lu Shaoqiu uncontrollable.

Without thinking, he tilted his upper body, turned his head sideways, kissed it, and the two lips were soft to tremble.

Qingyuan turned his arm around his neck and let him kiss deeper.

He straightened his waist and slid his mouth down her lips.

He held her tighter, kissed her out of breath, and he couldn't work hard. He loosened her waist, stepped back, and then entered from the front.

Qingyao's face was more ruddy because of the early morning love. After calming her breath, she said with shame and anger: "early in the morning..."

"Fool, we're on vacation."

Qingyao stopped talking and buried his head in his shoulder socket.

Lu Shaoqiu's hand is still stroking her back.

After a long time, Qingyao whispered, "the doctor said it would take another week, but you just..."

"It's safe now."