Chapter 177 (1/2)

The next day, eight in the morning.

Mrs. Lin arrived at the hospital with a big breakfast.

By the window, the inkstone was leaning against the head of the sofa. He had no spirit. His white cheeks were gaunt. Under his eyes, two dark circles were obvious.

”Didn't you sleep well last night, ma'am?”

As she tidied up the dishes and chopsticks, Mrs. Lin looked at her with concern.

Inkstone when seven crooked body, along with the trend lying on the armrest of the sofa, half a face buried in the arm, stuffy ”um” a.

Last night, she didn't go to bed until three in the middle of the night.

For the question of ”how to seduce my husband”, the reply from netizens is wonderful.

She was obsessed with it and forgot the time.

Had it not been for the man behind her to hold her in the middle of the night and remind her to go to bed earlier, she might have been watching.

Of course, it's not nothing, at least... She put some very good ideas into the memo.

When you get home, you can try it.

In this way, ink stone seven that pair of dyed red silk water eyes and restored a little look.

Not long after, the man came out of the bathroom. He was still wearing yesterday's shirt and trousers. Yan Shiqi looked at him with his face buried. He was tall and straight, and the long legs under the trousers were straight and slender——

This scene, let her mind inadvertently come up with a reply: what is your man afraid of, tear his shirt, pounce on him, sleep suit him.

Inkstone when seven buried in the arms of the small face, the naked eye visible red.

She really hasn't seen the figure under his shirt.

The figure of the man walking slowly has been standing in front of her. When he looks down at the inkstone, he has a cloud red face, and his watery eyes are full of some misty meditation.

He reached out to his forehead where his fingertips touched gently. ”What are you thinking?”

The slight itching touch on her forehead surprised Yan Shiqi's reason. She raised her head from her arms and gave a man a smile. ”It's nothing. Let's have dinner.”

She got up, hook the man's hot palm, pinch in the hands of the touch is to let her heart down-to-earth warmth.