Chapter 4535

Zhuang Xiaoyu, who couldn't remember the past, returned to her bright and splendid temperament in the past, asking him one question after another, breaking the casserole and asking the end.

Qin Wuyan looked tired, but he couldn't utter a thousand words. He settled Zhuang Xiaoyu on the bed, and said softly: "It's very late, go to bed early, and I'll let you know when I wake up tomorrow."

Zhuang Xiaoyu refused, and grabbed his cuff to make him speak clearly.

Qin Wuyan had no choice but to lie down beside her, and hugged her into his arms: "My husband has just recovered from a serious illness, and I'm a little tired. I'll tell you tomorrow, how about it?"

The candlelight flickered, full of light and shadow.

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the pale and thin face of the man, flushed with shame because of being hugged by him, pushed him away, rolled to the other side of the bed, wrapped herself in the quilt, and said muffledly: "Okay, then you Let me know tomorrow."

Qin Wuyan rushed over all the way, soaked in the cold wind, already weak, and now he couldn't bear it anymore, his body was covered with sweat, lying on the quilt, sleepy and exhausted, with his eyes closed... .

Doctor Wu was afraid that after Qin Wuyan's accident, Zhuang Qingyun would blame them for everything, so he immediately sent someone to report to Zhuang Qingyun.

Zhuang Qingyun was so annoyed that he was dying, but he had to rush from the study to Zhuang Xiaoyu's courtyard.

There was no movement in the bedroom, and after waiting for a while, the candle was extinguished.

Zhuang Qingyun stood at the door for a while, thinking of Qin Wuyan's attitude towards Zhuang Xiaoyu, sighed secretly, turned and left.

On the second day, tiny snowflakes floated from the gloomy sky, like salt particles, sprinkled on the ground, finely broken.

Zhuang Xiaoyu slept late and woke up early. When she opened her eyes, the man lying beside her hadn't woken up yet.

The bedroom was dimly lit.

Zhuang Xiaoyu moved over quietly, staring at the man's handsome face and carefully sizing it up.

Although she didn't remember such a person, the smell, movement, and everything on this person were so familiar. Even when he hugged her, she not only didn't reject him, but also liked him very much, with a hint of longing.

Although the mind is blank, the instinct of the body cannot deceive people.

In just one night, Zhuang Xiaoyu accepted the fact that she had a husband with all the aesthetic points beside her.

She was even a little joyful, and love began to flow wantonly like a flood.

Two scorching eyes were fixed on him. Qin Wuyan was a cautious person, but he had already woken up, but he didn't want to open his eyes.

But the small movements of the people around him were too much, Qin Wuyan couldn't help it, and opened his eyes to meet Zhuang Xiaoyu's bright eyes.

There is no rejection and disgust, nor boredom and resentment in these eyes, only the warm love in the eyes.

Just like when we first met, Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at her.

Qin Wuyan felt that his heart was about to melt.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, and pulled him into his arms, his thin lips fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu's forehead, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Xiaoyu, why did you wake up so early?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu was shy and timid: "You said last night that you wanted to tell me something, so I'll just wait."

Qin Wuyan pondered for a moment: "Your father was ill and passed away after dying of illness. Your elder brother met robbers when he went out and died on the spot. You can't stand these stimuli. After you fainted and woke up again, you forgot about these things. ...I don't even remember my husband."

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."