Chapter 200

Wang Jiaze shook his head, "I'm not hungry."

Yang Yi said, "although I have no appetite, I have to eat some."

Wang Jiaze thought, "you feed me."

What an affectation! Yang Yi looked at him expressionless, "my service is very expensive, do you want it?"

"It should be enough to pay with my whole life?"

Yang Yi smiles, her dimples are rippling. Then she opened the basket that his cook had brought in. There were porridge, side dishes, and soup. Wang Jiaze didn't want to eat, he wanted to drink soup.

Yang Yi feeds him one by one.

Wang Jiaze looks at Yang Yi. At this time, she was bathed in a layer of golden sunshine, white skin and powder, because she didn't sleep well, she was a little tired, but her eyes were clear, her nose was straight, her lips were pink.

Her eyes were full of concern, which made his heart warm and full of love. Since the death of his mother, no one can be as close to him as she, into his heart, let him want to rely on and rely on. These days of the cold war were too difficult for him. Although he did not tell Yang Yi, only he knew that he could not leave her and was afraid of losing her.

Yang Yi felt that his face was about to be seen through, her cheek could not help red, laughing: "what are you staring at me?"

"Look at your soul." He said.

"So, what do you see?"

"See this woman love me very much."

Yang Yi looked into his eyes, "isn't it that I don't care about you?"

"I had a fever last night and I was blind." He said seriously.

She snorted, "not blind today?"

"I'm sorry. I love you. " He looked into her eyes.

He stopped drinking half a bowl of chicken soup. Yang Yi asked him whether to lie down, he shook his head, "I'll take you to a place."

Yang Yi doubts: "you are still sick, where are you going?"

"It's in the hospital."

They hold hands. His hand is still ice, Yang Yi with his warm hand to close him, half of his warm. Wang Jiaze gently stroked her hand, and they both laughed. He thought, he grew up with bad luck. Born in a rich but cold family, lack of father's love, and his mother depended on each other. At a young age, his mother left him, and in the later days, he almost lived alone.

He has always felt that he is not a person with good luck, perhaps because he is saving all his good luck to meet Yang Yi.

Yang Yi doesn't know where Wang Jiaze is going to take him. They took the stairs and went down two floors. Yang Yi looked up and saw the big words "obstetrics".

Why are you here

He led her into the obstetrics department. Like other inpatient departments in Lijin hospital, it was bright and quiet, and only occasionally heard a few baby crying.

Yang Yi doesn't understand why Wang Jiaze brought her here. Is it going to see a friend? But it doesn't look like him.

He dragged her all the way through the nurse station to a glass room. Inside the glass room is a small swimming pool. Several newborn babies are swimming with necklaces. One by one red, small face crowded drum drum, some are sleeping, some are waving small hands, legs kick in the water.

Yang Yi looks at the baby and Wang Jiaze. He is looking at the children carefully. He turned his head and asked her, "is the baby cute?"

Yang Yi's eyes turned. "Do you like children very much?"

"Well, I like children." Wang Jiaze said, "the last time I guessed that you were pregnant, I came here to see a friend, and when I saw these babies, I thought, what would your baby and I look like? Is it a boy or a girl, like you or me? "

Yang Yi ha ha a smile, "you still can think of these? It's a bit out of my expectation. "

He laughed and said nothing.

Yang Yi looked at those soft little people and felt that life was wonderful.

Outside the glass room lie several novice mothers with happy smiles on their faces, looking at the baby swimming. From time to time, we also talk about how much milk the baby drinks, whether it's breast milk or milk powder, how many diapers a day Yang Yi hears big head, pull Wang Jiaze to walk.

"Once a woman becomes a mother, she can't do without a bottle and diaper." She sighed.

On the way to see holding the stomach, frowning, about to give birth to pregnant women, Yang Yi looked at her appearance, immediately felt his stomach pain. She quickly pulled Wang Jiaze out of the obstetric department and climbed the stairs. "Did you see that? How much does it cost to be a mother? You men only need three minutes, but women have to conceive for ten months... "

"Three minutes?" Wang Jiaze black eyes a sink, "when do I have only three minutes?"

Yang Yi's face was red, "what people say is average data!"

"Where do you get the average data from?" He didn't give up.

Yang Yi said, "well, well, I'm wrong. You have an hour, all right? "

Wang Jiaze's black eyes flashed a smile, holding her hand can not help but increase the strength, immediately some ambiguous. Climbing up the stairs, Yang Yi was suddenly taken into his arms, he lowered his head to kiss her. His warm breath sprayed between her nose, Yang Yi's heart pounding, closed his eyes, waiting for him to pick.But he did not kiss down, his voice dry and hoarse said: "I forget I have a cold, will infect you."

This man Yang Yi separated a little distance and said to him, "I'm not afraid of catching a cold." She stood on tiptoe and bit him on the lip. Wang Jiaze Leng Leng, then domineering and fierce back to kiss her, his lips are very hot, but also with a fever temperature. However, it is because of this hot, her whole body blood burned.

He left her lips which had been kissed a little red and swollen, and there was an irrecoverable desire in his eyes. He said in her ear, "go home."

Yang Yi's face flushed, "you're still sick, can't."

"Exercise is good for health," Wang said

Yang Yi's face was even redder, "bah! It's not serious. "

Wang Jiaze looked at her blushing with shame. She was so charming that she couldn't help but feel more excited. However, at this time, cough, the scenery killing bastard, came out. He coughed wildly for a long time, coughing to the point where he could not stop. Yang Yi patted his back, can not help heartache: "you are a patient now, the mood cannot be excited, know?"

He finally stopped coughing and said, "what kind of patient is not a cough." It seems that the bitter plan of that night or to toss their own cruel.

However, it is also valuable, at least to see that Yang Yi really cares about him. Maybe she loves him more than he thought, but she doesn't say it or admit it. Wang Jiaze held her hand tightly, his fingers clasped, and they were inseparable.