"Sure enough, it's still a crazy devil who spoils his wife, and he loves his wife the most!"

When Ji Yicheng went in, the nurse was pushing Jing Tiange out.

……

At a glance, he saw her lying there with a miserable face.

There was not a trace of blood, the beautiful eyebrows and eyes had not had time to stretch, the eyes were tightly twisted and closed, and the curled long eyelashes hung with a wet shimmer, and I didn't know whether it was sweat or tears.

A strong feeling that a catastrophe had just been experienced.

It is said that every child's birthday is a mother's Good Friday, and this is true.

Suddenly, Ji Yicheng's heart was astringent, and there was an unprecedented pain in his chest.

Suffocating, sad, moving, joyful......

Ji Yicheng quickly ran to her side, holding the little hand she was holding in a cold sweat, his eyes didn't move half a minute, and his tone was full of nervousness.

"Uncle Xiao, what's wrong with Dump Bao'er?"

"Don't worry." Xiao Jintang followed beside him and patted Ji Yicheng's shoulder, "It's just that the two little guys finally came out, and the little cutie's strength has run out, and as soon as my heart is relieved, I fainted, it's no problem to rest well." ”

Suddenly, Ji Yicheng's peach blossom eyes were hot and his eyes were red.

Xiao Jintang squinted, lifted the corners of his mouth with a smile, and hurriedly jumped out of the door to gossip, almost broadcasting around with a loudspeaker.

[broke the news, the little demon cried inside!! 】

……

Jing Tingge slept until more than six o'clock in the afternoon, and it was already evening.

Outside the balcony of the VIP ward, an orange-red sunset, intertwined together, like a god splashing ink, is a natural beauty that no soul painter can depict with the brush, a thrilling beauty.

Amazing, yet gentle.

Jing Tingge's eyelids were still a little heavy, and he just opened them and closed them lazily, but he moved his body slightly, and his shoulders were warm for a moment.

The most familiar gentle power came from the palm of the hand holding her face.

Even with her eyes closed, she knew it was him, and suddenly the corners of her mouth curled, and her head rubbed affectionately against the crook of his arm, very coquettish.

Ji Yicheng smiled, lowered his head, and kissed her still closed eyes.

I took the thermos cup on the side again, the water in it was warm, dipped a cotton swab in it and gently wiped it on her somewhat dry lips, and then leaned down and kissed it.

Particularly careful, light and soft.

Little by little, it was like she was a crystal gem, for fear that a little force would break her.

……

A warm breath sprayed.

Jing Tingge's long eyelashes fluttered, and the man's evil and charming voice between the four petals of gentle rubbing spread,

"Dump Bao'er, I love you so much, I love ...... so much"

She opened her eyes.

As expected, he crashed into his pampered peach blossom eyes.

However, there is something unexpected, it is full of water, affectionate and delicate, and it is constantly fermenting.

After being pushed out of the delivery room, Ji Yicheng has been by her side since he saw the prince and the little princess, sitting in front of the hospital bed, holding her hand tightly.

In my mind, it's like a movie, recalling the memories of him and her one by one.

From their meeting, falling in love, to their later separation...... There has been the most lingering tenderness, but there is also the most tragic pain......

Even later she forgot herself and him, but she never forgot her love for him.