Chapter 699： touch it

Chapter 699 Touch it

Meng Yutang hugged him.

"do not Cry."

Why does he love to cry more than she does.

Zhou Beicheng hugged her tightly.

"Don't hide any injuries from me in the future, okay?"

"it is good."

Meng Yutang looked at him and raised his hand to touch his eyes.

"Send you back to the hospital."

Zhou Beicheng shook her hand and nodded.

Originally Meng Yutang didn’t want him to come, but he insisted on coming. Lu Zhiqiu said he could move around, and Meng Yutang really let him come when he had no choice.

Two people went back to the hospital.

He Xiao and Xie Sheng returned to Jinyuan.

The two old men were annoyed. They didn't know what they were plotting. After returning, they went back to their rooms. Mu Feng thought they were too tired and went to rest.

Didn't think much about it, he was also in a bad mood when he saw it, wishing he could kill Meng Ting.

…

After the two returned to the hospital, it was already very late.

Zhou Beicheng sat on the hospital bed and looked at her.

"Lie down."

Meng Yutang looked at him strangely.

Zhou Beicheng raised his eyes: "Where did you sleep when I was unconscious for a few days?"

Meng Yutang: "..."

Zhou Beicheng looked at her with raised eyebrows.

Meng Yutang said helplessly: "Lie down."

Zhou Beicheng lay down silently as he said.

Meng Yutang turned around and turned off the light, then got into the quilt.

"Just sleep here."

She blinked and looked at him, and he could see her clearly in the dark.

"So far away?"

"I'm afraid of meeting you."

Zhou Beicheng reached out with his long arm and brought her into his arms.

"It's much better, not so weak."

Meng Yutang lay on his chest, and his warm breath sprayed on his chest.

Zhou Beicheng: "..."

Meng Yutang looked up at him: "Where are you putting your hands?"

Zhou Beicheng silently moved his hand on her waist.

"Let me touch it."

His hands were a little hot, and before she agreed, he reached into the hem of the shirt, and his fingertips lightly landed on the scar long on the thumb.

Meng Yutang froze for a moment.

Zhou Beicheng looked down at her: "Does it hurt?"

"Many years."

"At the time..."

Meng Yutang muffled: "It hurts."

Zhou Beicheng's gentle kiss landed on her forehead, and then slowly landed on her eyebrows and eyes.

"Be good."

"kindness?"

"sorry."

Meng Yutang looked up at him.

Zhou Beicheng's eyes were deep, as if he was going to **** her in.

"Excuse me for what?"

He kissed the corner of her lips lightly: "I didn't hold your hand."

His fingertips clasped her waist tightly.

"I will never leave you alone again."

Meng Yutang looked at him, and after a long time said in a hoarse voice: "Okay."

"You are not allowed to leave me."

His kiss fell on her lips, and Meng Yutang's answers were swallowed into his mouth.

The palms clasped around the waist became hot, and the body also became hot.

He hugged her tightly, there was no distance between the two of them.

Meng Yutang didn't know how his kiss landed on the neck.

By the time she realized it, two buttons of her shirt had been unbuttoned.

She pressed her hands against his chest, Zhou Beicheng's breathing became heavy, and a pair of eyes were stained with lust.

"Zhou Beicheng, you are not in good health..."

Meng Yutang's breathing was also a little messy, and her remaining rationality made her raise her hand firmly against his chest.

Zhou Beicheng's eyes were filled with forbearance and restraint.

"It does not matter…"

He can be fine with her, it's just...

He raised his arms and hugged her tightly, without going beyond.

He is still reluctant.

Reluctant to touch his little girl, afraid of scaring her, afraid of her pain, afraid of her crying...

(end of this chapter)