A drop of clear tears fell from the corner of Zhuang Xiaoyu's eyes and wet the pillow.

Men treat her like babies in swaddling clothes. They love her very much, even if they are hurt.

She just accidentally pointed the tip of the scissors at herself. He was afraid that she would hurt himself. He was desperate to protect her, even if he was hurt.

No wonder several times, when she woke up the next day, she occasionally saw scars scratched by nails on his face, obvious bruises on his forehead, and tooth marks on his shoulders

She also asked him how he got it, but he just smiled. His long finger combed her long hair and said that she grabbed it, bit it, and hit it accidentally

At this moment, I realized that I was hurt by myself when I was crazy.

She went to bed this afternoon. She was not very sleepy at all. She waited until midnight to verify what she heard in the courtyard wall today

Zhuang Xiaoyu closed her eyes and a voice in her mind shouted desperately: I'm crazy, I'm crazy!

Qin Wuyan waited until the people in his arms seemed to have calmed down, quietly opened the bedding, got up, took out the luminous stone, opened the cabinet at the head of the bed, took out the medicine bottle from inside and sprinkled it on the wound.

The faint smell of medicine spread in the bedroom. Qin Wuyan skillfully tied white cotton cloth to cover the wound.

Then he tore open his clothes and applied some gold sore medicine to the bruises on his chest, waist and abdomen.

In the soft white light, Zhuang Xiaoyu quietly looked at the man's wide back and two light beige scars on the lute bone

Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't know when he fell asleep. He only knew that when he woke up, Qin Wuyan sat by the bed and looked at himself quietly. The man's eyes were deep, and the bottom of his eyes was like an unfathomable ancient well, but his expression was full of complexity.

Zhuang Xiaoyu felt a little weak in his heart. He sat up with his arm, touched his face and asked, "is there anything on my face?"

Qin Wuyan suddenly stretched out his long arm, hugged her in his arms, and the palm gently stroked her back.

The man held her tightly, but cleverly avoided her growing belly, and wanted to rub her into his own blood.

Zhuang Xiaoyu felt puzzled and asked, "ah Yan, what's the matter with you?"

Qin Wuyan loosened her and asked with concern, "Xiaoyu, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu shook her head.

Qin Wuyan smiled, "no, I'm fine."

Then he took his clothes and waited on her to dress.

When squatting on the ground to wear shoes for her, she found that her feet had edema. The previous shoe size could not be worn at all. Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't expect that even her feet could swell so much after she was pregnant. The whole person was not good.

Unexpectedly, Qin Wuyan seemed to have been prepared. He turned to the bottom of the cabinet and found a new pair of satin shoes, which just wrapped her swollen feet in.

Zhuang Xiaoyu was stunned: "when did you prepare these shoes?"

"Knowing the day you were pregnant, I ordered someone to prepare. I asked Zhong... I asked the doctor and witch doctor. When a woman is pregnant, her feet may swell and she can't wear clothes and shoes

In the later stage, if the belly is bigger, you may have to get up at night from time to time, can't sleep, and may have leg cramps

Production is also a ghost gate. "

When the man said these words to Zhuang Xiaoyu, he was warm and affectionate. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were thick and tender. His thin lips were warm and gently fell on her forehead. "You have suffered. If I can have children, I won't let you suffer these crimes..."