Chapter 515

Xiaomi Dou climbed onto the bed by himself, then covered his little quilt and soon fell asleep.

Seeing the children's sweet sleeping face, Han Mu Zi's heart is not calm at all.

At this time, she should also go to bed.

However, the heart is still in a mess, full of night ink Xuan alone in the hospital figure.

Han Muzi!

Wake up!

He is yemoxuan! It's not a three-year-old!

He doesn't need you to take care of him. It's humiliating for you to think about him all the time. You're not his nanny. Why do you think about him so much?

After Han Muzi had done his own ideological work, he went back to bed and lay down.

She closed her eyes, lay for a long time in a daze, and opened them again.

Time is passing by, and it's almost eleven o'clock now.

Han Muzi finally couldn't resist the torture in her heart. She got up and grabbed her mobile phone, only to find that yemoxuan sent her several wechat messages.

Don't you mean to come over when you have time? If you're busy now, I'll wait. }

this wechat was sent by Han Muzi when she put down her mobile phone.

Then half an hour later, the man at the other end asked weakly.

Still no time? }

after no response, the man sent a message.

I'm waiting for you at the gate of the hospital. You can see me as soon as you get to the hospital. }

this one was sent at nine o'clock.

I have to wait for nine and a half hours? }

10:00: {hungry}

10:30: {a little cold}

11:00: {not yet? There's no one at the door of the hospital. }

shortly after this message was sent, Han Muzi's face changed. The time of reading the message was just right with the time of sending the message. Damn it.

He's not still waiting for her at the hospital gate, is he? Didn't eat all night?

At the thought that he had been waiting for her for several hours at the door of the hospital with the injury on his back, Han Muzi could not care about anything at this time. He just felt that he was a sinner and could not care about anything any more. He grabbed a coat and went out.

In the middle of the night, Han Muzi rushed to the gate of the community alone to stop the car, and then went directly to the hospital.

It's about 20 minutes from the hospital. Han Muzi looks at the last message and is very anxious.

This man is so old, but how can he be as reckless as a teenager?

Han Mu Zi scolded him hundreds of times in his heart and urged the driver: "uncle, please hurry up, my friend is still waiting for me."

The driver was driving slowly. When he heard her request, he had to nod: "OK, I can be faster, but safety is the main thing."

"Thank you."

Han Mu purple and looked down at the mobile phone, night ink Xuan did not send her a message.

I don't know if he went back.

Twenty minutes later, Han Muzi finally arrived at the gate of the hospital. After paying the fare, Han Muzi pushed the door open and got off the car. She ran quickly, but did not see yemoxuan at the gate of the hospital.

Did you go back?

Han Mu Zi ran too fast, so he was panting all the time.

She picked up the mobile phone, want to see if the night ink Xuan has sent a message to himself, this time not far behind but came a faint sound.

"I thought you were not coming..."

The familiar voice went into Han Mu Zi's ear without warning. She turned around after a little numb. She saw the slender figure of Yemo Xuan standing against the branch of the tree. His hands were in the pocket of the sick clothes. The beautiful outline was hidden in the night. She could see the pale lips and weak face.

As if a big hand tightly grasped Han Mu Zi's heart, and then unscrupulously twisted, stirring.

This kind of feeling almost suffocates Han Muzi.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm herself.

When his mood calmed down, Han Muzi walked to the man under the tree with a small step.

Step by step, she was approaching him.

Under the dim street lamp, their shadows were beaten and pulled for a long time.

"You Why are you still here Ah... " Han Muzi just came near to open her mouth. The man who was leaning on the tree pole and didn't move all the time suddenly put out his long arm to hold her. Then he held her shoulder and pressed her on the strong tree pole with a reversal.

Han Muzi exclaimed, thinking that her back was going to hurt, but she had a pair of arms to block all the hardness.

Immediately after in front of a black, night Mo Xuan cold dry thin lips so no warning ground pressure down.

"Well." Han Mu Zi stares big eyes and looks at the night Mo Xuan that is close at hand incredulously.His pretty eyebrows were tightly closed at the moment, and his weak eyelashes were trembling, as if he could fall down with a push.

The pain of Han Xuan's throat was as painful as the pain of his throat.

Han Muzi pushed his hand and stopped.

Night ink Xuan also take the opportunity to go further, pour belongs to her sweet and fragrant.

Her body, with the warmth out of the quilt, with him in the night dew for a few hours of cold completely different.

And he just needs this warmth.

Night ink Xuan greedy for her sweet, Han Muzi struggle, from the beginning of resistance to slowly obedience, and then respond as if nothing.

Finally, the two hugged each other.

As time went by, the cars passing by made a noise, which pulled Han Mu Zi's mind back. So she quickly pushed away the night ink Pavilion.

Night Mo Xuan ask enough, willing to return his lips.

Two people's breathing became short, Han Mu purple lips red, eyes charming stare at him, breath breath way: "you are a fool?"

Night ink Xuan know why she scold oneself, restored the thin lip of the temperature, hook up a beautiful radian, he intimately leaned forward, gently rubbed Han Mu Zi's smooth forehead, gently en.

"Well, what do you mean, I'm asking if you're a fool, and you admit it?"

"Well."

The night Mo Xuan closes eyes and nods again.

Han Muzi was so angry by his attitude that he wanted to scold him again.

Night Mo Xuan suddenly stretched out his hands to embrace her, and then buried in her arms.

"If you want to come, I'll be a fool."

“……”

Han Muzi was stunned.

She stupidly accepted the man's embrace in front of her, her chin knocked on his shoulder, and the air around her was full of the strong breath of the man.

Even though he was injured, even though he had been in the night dew for several hours.

Although He looks vulnerable.