"I have said that to others." Jin Shuwen holds the sleepy eyes and looks at him coldly.

"I don't really have one." Ye Junwen suddenly has a feeling of speechless.

It's really hard for this woman to get angry. Especially for the woman she likes, you can't be cruel to her! How could she have said that?

"Ye Junwen, I said you don't touch me. If you touch me again, get out of bed!" Jin Shuwen said angrily, with disgust in her eyes, and pushed Ye Junwen away. There was a distance between them.

Ye Junwen looks at the wall clock. It's not early. It's half past ten. Jin Shuwen is a pregnant woman now. He has to rest early. He bites his teeth and gives Jin Shuwen the quilt. He jumps out of the bed and takes a quilt out of the cabinet.

Who knows, Jin Shuwen still can't stand him sleeping beside himself, jumping out of bed nimbly, "tonight I'll go to sleep with Xiao Mo, later, we'll sleep in separate beds!"

Ye Junwen is really innocent. He stares at Jin Shuwen's angry figure and chases after him, but he doesn't know what to say.

He stood and rubbed his palms, his fists clucking and his joints turning white with excessive force.

Jin Yumo was sleeping in the next room. He was going to sleep with Jin Shuwen and ye Junwen. But when he was making a video call with Jin Beisen in the evening, Jin Beisen told him that a man's husband should learn to sleep alone and can't stick to his aunt any more.

Actually, Jin Yumo was used to sleeping alone for a long time. When he was very young, when he needed his parents' company most, he came alone. But now there are so many people who love him and pet him, his character inevitably changed a little.

The long night, the next suspicion and loneliness, and the wind and rain outside the window, lightning, Ye's atmosphere for the first time depressed to the extreme, far less than the warm atmosphere in the hospital.

Zhou Manchun locked the door and told the nurse not to come in. She is a doctor and can take good care of Jin Beisen. But now she is lame and inconvenient.

It's nice that no one bothers. Both of them turn off their cell phones and immerse themselves in their two person world.

Zhou Manchun wipes Jin Beisen's body with hot water. Jin Beisen looks at her directly. She looks at Zhou Manchun's face as red as a cooked shrimp. She swallows her mouth and gently raises Jin Beisen's arm to wipe it. "Why are you staring at me all the time?"

"You're my wife. I'll see what I want." Jin Beisen said with a smile.

"OK, that's enough for you." Zhou Manchun smiled, and her soft hair hung down against her smooth face, which was quite lazy.

Zhou Manchun wipes Jin Beisen's whole body carefully, from head to foot. In addition to his sensitive part, Zhou Manchun jumps over directly. She goes to change a basin of water and towel to wash Jin Beisen's face.

Jin Beisen stared at her unkindly, sipped his lips, and said initiatively, "Xiao Chun, you have missed a place."

Zhou Manchun's face was embarrassed, and she couldn't get down to her hands. Suddenly, a warm hand took her weak and boneless hand and held some place of his lower body. Zhou Manchun was crying with a very aggrieved look. "Beisen, can you wipe it here by yourself?"

Jin Beisen squinted his eyes and straightened his waist. With a smile, he grabbed her hand and wouldn't let her move away. "I'm all like this. How can I wipe it by myself? You don't think I can sit up. "

"Aren't you very strong?" Zhou Manchun is still forced to put his hands on the red part of his face.

"In some ways, I'm still very strong. You can rest assured of inspection later." Jin Beisen said with a smile.

"I don't want it!"

"What are you shy about now? My sons have been born to me. " Jin Beisen's thin lips lifted lightly. He took Zhou Manchun and put her in his arms.

Two minutes later, Zhou Manchun took a towel to wring dry the water, so he had to follow Jin Beisen's will to wipe his body. In this moment, Zhou Manchun suddenly recalled that when she was pregnant three years ago, Jin Beisen often wiped her body. Later, she gave birth to Jin Yumo. After the caesarean section, Jin Beisen also took care of her.

"Come up and sleep with your husband." Jin Beisen opened the quilt and photographed the empty space beside him. VIP ward is different. Even the bed is one meter eight.

"I don't sleep well. If I don't come, I won't hurt you. I'll sleep on the sofa tonight." Zhou Manchun turns to look at the sofa not far away. The sofa is luxurious enough for her to sleep.

"No, I can't. If you're asked to come up, you'll come up." Jin Beisen stretched out his hand and clasped Zhou Manchun's palm. With a slight effort of his arm, he pulled Zhou Manchun to lie down.

Jin Beisen wanted to lie on his side, but she was held down by Zhou Manchun. She held her head on one hand and looked up slightly at the man's angular handsome face. "Don't move, I'll hold you."

Zhou Manchun knows that Jin Beisen turned sideways because she wanted to hug her. She was afraid that he would move, and later she tore the wound. After all, the knife was very deep.

Jin Beisen is really a person who is good at tolerating and carrying pain. He never cried out a word of pain from the beginning to the end. He smiled and talked with Zhou Manchun all the way. Zhou Manchun is like his anesthetic, which makes him feel nothing but sweetness.

Zhou Manchun turned to her side, buried her head in Jin Beisen's chest, and closed her eyes. All the scenes of the past played back in her mind like a movie. From the first meeting to the next meeting, from love to marriage, from separation to long-term reunion, the man who held her in the palm of his hand and doted on the sky still made her so moved.

Recalling that past, sweet and bitter intertwined, Zhou Manchun was filled with tears.

It turns out that the words in the book are true. In one's life, one really will meet a person who loves you, and can be determined for life at a glance. You don't fall in love with him for a long time, but meet him in the vast sea of people. The moment of the pair of eyes is eternity.

Zhou Manchun did not dare to force around Jin Beisen's waist. She was afraid that her arm might crush his wound. She put her hand on his chest, sometimes leaned over his ear, and listened to his steady and regular heartbeat.

"Plop, plop..." It's like they're on top of her heartbeat, and they're on top of each other with almost the same rhythm.

The night was already deep, and the lights in the ward were turned off. There was thunder and rain outside the window, but nothing could stop the warmth of the little couple in bed.

"Zhou Manchun..." Jin Beisen's magnetic voice was a little dumb, and there was a little tired feeling in his voice.

"Well, I'm here." Zhou Manchun was almost asleep, yawning for days.