C210

Wen Yiyan and his father-in-law played several chess games in succession, and finally ended up with a narrow victory.

Van Muyang took the pieces and said with a smile: "you, next time you can't let me go so secretly. Your father, I can still afford to lose."

Wen Yiyan put two pieces into the box one by one. He said modestly: "it's dad's chess skills that are better than others. I'm ashamed of myself."

"Come on, I don't know what your temperament and IQ are."

The child has always respected his elders. He was a master at chess. In order to make them not so obvious, he wasted a lot of brain power.

After finishing chess, van Muyang, who was used to going to bed early, took a bath and had a rest.

Wen Yiyan looked at it for a while, not too late.

He looked at the door of the reading room, sat on the sofa for a moment, and finally decided to go back to the bedroom to have a bath.

By the time he came out of the bath, the wall clock had gone to ten o'clock, and Vatican had not returned to his room to sleep.

Wen Yiyan dried his hair with a towel and went to the study in his bathrobe.

He went up to the Vatican and whispered, "it's late. Go back to bed."

Vatican looked down at the information, "I still have some things not finished, you go to sleep first."

"If you have something to do tomorrow."

"It's today's work, not tomorrow."

Wen Yiyan glanced at the pieces of paper in the hands of Fanxing, but they were some common medical records.

He directly pushed aside the information on her hand, put his hand on her waist and thigh, and forcibly held her horizontally.

Fanxing did not resist, obediently let him in his arms, back to the bedroom.

He gently put her on the bed, he also went to bed, and habitually put her in his arms.

Before he turned off the lights and went to bed, Vatican had been staring at him. When he reached out to turn off the lights, he suddenly pressed his hand.

Wen Yiyan side head, "what's the matter?"

"Tell me honestly, what is the risk of infection with that level of blood contact?"

Wen Yiyan doesn't want to worry Fanxing, but he doesn't want to lie to her.

He closed his eyes and remained silent.

Vatican looked at his dodging eyes and knew that he was avoiding the question.

After that afternoon, when she was alone, she always needed to find something to do, because once she was free, she would inevitably think of it.

She told herself again and again in her heart, it's OK, he won't be so unlucky. He was a lucky boy from excellent to big. This time, too, the goddess of fortune will surely take care of him.

However, no matter how much she comforted herself, whenever another possibility came to her mind, she was too flustered.

Fanxing closed her eyes and said in a low voice, "you don't say I can also check on Baidu. There are all kinds of answers on Baidu. When I find them wrong, I believe in a bad answer. I can't make myself happy and finally worry about stomachache... "

Before she finished her words, Wen Yiyan stretched out his right hand and quickly covered her mouth.

He said in a deep voice, "don't talk nonsense."

Brahma did not break his hand, but fixed his eyes on him.

Wen is silent for a moment, slightly side head, do not see her clear water like eyes.

He said, "50 percent."

Hearing this probability, Vatican's face turned a little white, and his eyes began to moisten rapidly.

Afraid that he would worry about himself in turn, Brahma opened his big palm, turned around, and whispered, "it's late. Go to bed."

With that, she immediately bit her lower lip and didn't let herself cry.

She cried very oppressively and silently, and if it had not been for the slight but irrepressible tremor in her body, it would have been almost impossible to see what was wrong with her.

The lower lip was almost bitten and bleeding, but Vatican's tooth shell was still biting tightly and was not willing to loosen it.

Wen Yiyan feels helpless and depressed.

He hugged her gently from behind.

The Vatican star pushed him away a little, to keep him away from himself, for fear that he would find himself secretly weeping.

Wen Yiyan hugs her tightly and doesn't move at all.

Chin against her shoulder, he whispered comfort, "there are half of the may not be infected, nothing, don't think too much, just let it go."

Vatican snuffled gently. She suddenly felt that she was useless. In this case, she even wanted a victim to comfort herself.

She wiped away her tears and tried to put up with it, forcing herself to calm down.

Turning around, she buried herself in Wen Yiyan's chest and whispered, "everything will be OK."

Wen Yiyan touched her head and said, "well."

Her hand pulled his nightgown, her face buried in his arms, and suddenly said, "let me sing you a song. You haven't heard me sing for a long time."

Wen Yiyan laughed and said, "good."Fanxing coughed several times and began to sing.

"Wait for a fat for a thousand years, wait for you to be fat, wait for a fat for a thousand years, and you regret it. Who is in your ear, saying that there is no taboo in the new year's day, just for this sentence, ah, Changfei has no complaint. Go to relatives, eat and drink, eat and drink well, liquor and beer, get drunk every day, other people's new year's three jin, I'm 30 kg fat, ah ~ ah ~"

after singing this song, Vatican star Look at him, "isn't it funny? Ha ha ha ha!"

Wen Yiyan looked down at her laughing madman, as if he was really happy, and then echoed, "funny."

"I'll have another song," the brightest star in the night sky. "

“…… I would rather tan my skin in the scorching sun than freeze s in the cold wind, which gives me the courage to overcome the cold wind, but my nose is still dripping. When I feel the significance of cotton padded pants, whenever I feel the cold wind in the cold wind, the coldest wind in the night sky makes me stay away from you. The piercing cold wind blows through my fragile heart and hard to open eyes... "

She sings very well. In tune, although her voice is very funny and her smile is very good, as if everything is normal, Wen Yiyan looks at her deeply and holds her hands slightly tight.

This woman is always like this. She can hide in his arms and cry freely. She has to embarrass herself and disguise herself as strong.

Just to keep him from worrying, she comforted him in her own way.

Wen Yiyan held her tightly, "fan Xiaoxing..."

If I can, I want to love you forever.

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