Chapter 257

The light is orange, not bright, but it can be seen vaguely. Luo Jingchen is wearing a classic and regular white shirt. Except for the slight flaw of bruise on his forehead, the whole person looks very noble and elegant, because he is sleeping on his stomach, the shirt on his forearm is wrinkled, and the man's dark pupil reflects her face.

Xiang duo raised her hand and touched her face, then frowned. Her hand was held by him. She tried to pull it out, but she still couldn't pull it out. Don't open her eyes. She spoke quickly and said, "I'm going to sleep."

Then the man released his hand. His long black hair fell down on her face. He lay back on the bed again. His face was still too white. He quietly closed his eyes. He had the temperament of a few sickly beauties. He turned his eyes to duo and noticed the burning eyes of the man on her face. He slowly turned over and turned his back to him.

Luo Jingchen can see that something is wrong with her, but it's time to rest. He doesn't want to disturb her sleep, so he doesn't say much. He stares at her thin shoulder, makes a half sound, and then bends down to help her pull up the quilt. He is sure that she won't catch cold, so he can sit back in the chair.

The woman on the other side quietly opened her eyes and bit her lips. Her clear and bright eyes were sleepless. She couldn't see his movement from this angle and didn't hear the sound of footsteps. She suspected that he might continue to lie on the edge of the bed and resist the impulse to call him. She forced herself to close her eyes and sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already dawn, and I found that my sleeping position was not on my side, but on my back. I looked for the whole ward and found the person who didn't see him. Some of them were sitting there lost. The nurse came in and looked at the beautiful woman with good temperament, but her whole body was injured and her face was lonely. "Mrs. Luo, are you awake?"

She remembered that Mr. low was very nervous about his wife's life yesterday.

Xiang duo raised her head, as if she felt tired talking, so, for a while, the nurse helped her to check the suspension, and found that it was almost finished.

She suddenly asked, "can you find a small mirror for me?"

Five minutes later, Xiangduo was holding a small make-up mirror in her hand. She saw that her face had different degrees of abrasions, and her eyes dimmed bit by bit. Just now, the nurse said that there was a very wounded scar on her right face. Even if the wound was healed, it would leave scars. How ugly should a woman with scars on her face be? as one can imagine!

Hearing the sound of steady footsteps approaching, he quickly hid the mirror under the quilt, then quickly lay down in the quilt and pretended to be asleep. When Luo Jingchen came in, he saw that she was still sleeping. He put breakfast on the table and checked how much hanging liquid was left. He found that it was a bottle full. It seemed that the nurse had come to replace it.

Entering the bedside, he raised his finger to lift the broken hair on her forehead, leaned over and kissed her forehead. The warm lips fell on her skin and moved toward the flower unconsciously. Luo Jingchen caught her dense eyelashes trembling, her thin lips curled up in a curve, and then lowered his head to kiss her lip petals.

The woman pulled his face away and woke up again? Well

She shook her head and did not speak. The man tried to kiss her again. Xiang duo separated her with a finger in the middle and said faintly, "I'm hungry."

Luo Jingchen was ready to take her hand away and said in a low voice, "I'll give you dinner after kissing."

Xiang duo's hand stuck there, "don't do it."

Then he pushed his shoulder with one hand, "you bring your breakfast, you eat yours, I eat mine."

If at this time, he still can't understand the little awkward words in her heart, it's really too dull, "tell my husband, how can he be unhappy?"

"In a bad mood."

"Why are you in a bad mood?"

Xiang duo retracted into the quilt, and the voice came out of the quilt, stuffy, "the face is disfigured."

Although she didn't care much about her appearance, she was proud of her appearance. Now she's gone. Thinking that there will be a scar on her face, she can't calm down in any case.

Luo Jingchen looked at her small appearance but began to smile, "no matter, your face is still good, just a small wound, it won't affect anything."

"You don't have to comfort me, I know." How could a scar as like as two peas? It's so different. No matter how beautiful your face or facial features are, you can't hide an ugly scar.

If you can't kiss her lips, you kiss her hair. It turns out that this is the reason why she is depressed when she wakes up. Her eyes are full of tenderness. "My little fool, my husband doesn't mind. No matter what you look like now or what you will become, you will always be the most beautiful woman in my heart."

He lowered his quilt to Dora, blinked and shrunk his mouth. "Your sweet words are getting more and more smooth."

The man looked serious. "That's my truth, too."

"But I'm still hungry." She's really hungry.

She didn't eat for a long time, and the doctor also suggested that she only eat liquid food for the time being. Anji is the best porridge restaurant in Ancheng. When she woke up in the morning, she drove to buy it by herself. After opening the bag, the smell of porridge overflowed. As soon as she tried to reach for it, she was dodged by his hand. Luo Jingchen held the porridge in his hand and said, "I feed you."

Looking at the other one on the table, he said, "but you haven't eaten it yet. I'll do it myself." Although she has some problems of arrogance and coquetry, she is not particularly coquettish in her heart. From childhood to adulthood, she is used to eating by herself."It doesn't matter. I'll eat it when you finish." After that, she put a small spoon to her mouth and opened her lips to doton. This porridge is the most famous porridge in Quan'an city. She also knew that pumpkin porridge is sweet but not greasy, fragrant and sticky. Seeing that she was in a bit of a hurry, she said, "eat slowly, no one will compete with you. Be careful not to be scalded."

Eating while looking at him, the man's eyebrows and eyes always bare a kind of not thick not light gentle, look extremely focused, seems to put all the attention on feeding her this matter, she looked a little stunned, even the lips stained with porridge also did not notice.

Luo Jingchen put down the spoon, raised his finger, skillfully wiped the porridge with his finger pulp, then put Jun's face close to him, and put out his tongue to lick that position, which expressed the erotic action with warmth.

Peerless knew that after Xiang duo woke up, he rushed over immediately, even pushed the door open without knocking. However, he saw two people who were tired of leaning. He immediately covered his eyes with his hand, "ouch, I've got needle eyes." He is still a pure old man!

Last night, Xiang duo didn't wake up, so he went back to work first.