Chapter 936
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Around the air, as if brewing a dark chill.
Huo Shen's eyes, staring at an Xiaowan, do not move for a moment.
An Xiaowan subconsciously stood up and looked at him, his eyes moved slightly, his eyes slightly red.
She took a deep breath, forced to suppress the heart of the strange, and extremely want to rush up to cry and embrace his impulse, stay in place, mind a blank.
No, don't show it.
An Xiaowan takes a deep breath and tells herself to show her acting skills, but she still has a sour throat.
"Huo Shen..." She interrupted the silence with a whisper.
Mr. Huo was afraid that she would say something else, so he squinted and immediately went up, "shen'er, how did you run out? You've just woken up, and you're still very weak. Come with me and lie down in the room. "
Huo Shen, however, still looks at an Xiaowan.
The eyes are straight.
An Xiaowan can't help biting his lower lip and raising his eyes in a hurry.
"Shen'er?" Mr. Huo frowned and spoke again.
But Huo Shen didn't look at Mr. Huo, just for an Xiaowan, suddenly put out a hand, hoarse and low voice: "we go home."
He didn't know how long he was in a coma, and his memory was still on that night.
An Xiaowan misunderstands him and ye Qingqing, and falls into the sea. Then, he experiences a gunfight.
He didn't even have time to explain to her.
Explain oneself, just use Ye Qingqing, and have no other relation.
Therefore, the deal she is talking about with Mr. Huo should either have nothing to do with him, or it is because of this misunderstanding. It's what he did. In her opinion, it hurt her heart, so
Huo Shen closed his eyes and held out his hand in her direction.
"Ann Xiaowan."
An Xiaowan's eyes stay on his hands.
Those hands, always so slender and beautiful, beautiful shape, bone distinct. But at the moment, the back of his hands was covered with pinholes and gauze.
He only loosely put on a robe, and his belt was just as loose as his hand.
Therefore, an Xiaowan could see the wounds on her chest and abdomen, and the gauze was slowly bleeding because of his walking.
Mr. Huo's eyes sank slightly and looked at an Xiaowan.
She took a deep breath, suppressing the impulse of her whole body, as well as the tears and weakness from her eyes. But the fingertips, still uncontrollable, trembling desperately.
She wanted to go up and put her hand in his.
She wanted to hold him and tell him about her worries and nervousness, the moment when she was choking and afraid of his accident.
She wanted to tell him how crazy she was missing him.
She wanted to expose her weakness in front of him and tell him how hard, miserable and miserable she was these days.
And
She wanted to tell him
Boy, it's okay.
Their children, the crystallization of their love, are still so safe, living in her body.
But, seeing his pale lips and frowning brows, the standard, patient expression of the old disease. The other crazy things in an Xiaowan's heart are completely annihilated.
Instead, it was her determination.
Guard him.
And protect their children.
So
"Go home?" "This is not your home.
Huo Shen stretched out his hand as if he had no strength, so he slowly dropped to his side.
His deep eyes, staring at her, thin lips light open: "our home."
"We have no home."
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Around the air, as if brewing a dark chill.
Huo Shen's eyes, staring at an Xiaowan, do not move for a moment.
An Xiaowan subconsciously stood up and looked at him, his eyes moved slightly, his eyes slightly red.
She took a deep breath, forced to suppress the heart of the strange, and extremely want to rush up to cry and embrace his impulse, stay in place, mind a blank.
No, don't show it.
An Xiaowan takes a deep breath and tells herself to show her acting skills, but she still has a sour throat.
"Huo Shen..." She interrupted the silence with a whisper.
Mr. Huo was afraid that she would say something else, so he squinted and immediately went up, "shen'er, how did you run out? You've just woken up, and you're still very weak. Come with me and lie down in the room. "
Huo Shen, however, still looks at an Xiaowan.
The eyes are straight.
An Xiaowan can't help biting his lower lip and raising his eyes in a hurry.
"Shen'er?" Mr. Huo frowned and spoke again.
But Huo Shen didn't look at Mr. Huo, just for an Xiaowan, suddenly put out a hand, hoarse and low voice: "we go home."
He didn't know how long he was in a coma, and his memory was still on that night.
An Xiaowan misunderstands him and ye Qingqing, and falls into the sea. Then, he experiences a gunfight.
He didn't even have time to explain to her.
Explain oneself, just use Ye Qingqing, and have no other relation.
Therefore, the deal she is talking about with Mr. Huo should either have nothing to do with him, or it is because of this misunderstanding. It's what he did. In her opinion, it hurt her heart, so
Huo Shen closed his eyes and held out his hand in her direction.
"Ann Xiaowan."
An Xiaowan's eyes stay on his hands.
Those hands, always so slender and beautiful, beautiful shape, bone distinct. But at the moment, the back of his hands was covered with pinholes and gauze.
He only loosely put on a robe, and his belt was just as loose as his hand.
Therefore, an Xiaowan could see the wounds on her chest and abdomen, and the gauze was slowly bleeding because of his walking.
Mr. Huo's eyes sank slightly and looked at an Xiaowan.
She took a deep breath, suppressing the impulse of her whole body, as well as the tears and weakness from her eyes. But the fingertips, still uncontrollable, trembling desperately.
She wanted to go up and put her hand in his.
She wanted to hold him and tell him about her worries and nervousness, the moment when she was choking and afraid of his accident.
She wanted to tell him how crazy she was missing him.
She wanted to expose her weakness in front of him and tell him how hard, miserable and miserable she was these days.
And
She wanted to tell him
Boy, it's okay.
Their children, the crystallization of their love, are still so safe, living in her body.
But, seeing his pale lips and frowning brows, the standard, patient expression of the old disease. The other crazy things in an Xiaowan's heart are completely annihilated.
Instead, it was her determination.
Guard him.
And protect their children.
So
"Go home?" "This is not your home.
Huo Shen stretched out his hand as if he had no strength, so he slowly dropped to his side.
His deep eyes, staring at her, thin lips light open: "our home."
"We have no home."
Around the air, as if brewing a dark chill. Huo Shen's eyes, staring at an Xiaowan, do not move for a moment. An Xiaowan subconsciously stood up and looked at him, his eyes moved slightly, his eyes slightly red. She took a deep breath, forced to suppress the heart of the strange, and extremely want to rush up to cry and embrace his impulse, stay in place, mind a blank. No, don't show it. An Xiaowan takes a deep breath and tells herself to show her acting skills, but she still has a sour throat. "Huo Shen..." She interrupted the silence with a whisper. Mr. Huo was afraid that she would say something else, so he squinted and immediately went up, "shen'er, how did you run out? You've just woken up, and you're still very weak. Come with me and lie down in the room. " Huo Shen, however, still looks at an Xiaowan. The eyes are straight. An Xiaowan can't help biting his lower lip and raising his eyes in a hurry. "Shen'er?" Mr. Huo frowned and spoke again. But Huo Shen didn't look at Mr. Huo, just for an Xiaowan, suddenly put out a hand, hoarse and low voice: "we go home." He didn't know how long he was in a coma, and his memory was still on that night. An Xiaowan misunderstands him and ye Qingqing, and falls into the sea. Then, he experiences a gunfight. He didn't even have time to explain to her. Explain oneself, just use Ye Qingqing, and have no other relation. Therefore, the deal she is talking about with Mr. Huo should either have nothing to do with him, or it is because of this misunderstanding. It's what he did. In her opinion, it hurt her heart, so Huo Shen closed his eyes and held out his hand in her direction. "Ann Xiaowan." An Xiaowan's eyes stay on his hands. Those hands, always so slender and beautiful, beautiful shape, bone distinct. But at the moment, the back of his hands was covered with pinholes and gauze. He only loosely put on a robe, and his belt was just as loose as his hand. Therefore, an Xiaowan could see the wounds on her chest and abdomen, and the gauze was slowly bleeding because of his walking. Mr. Huo's eyes sank slightly and looked at an Xiaowan. She took a deep breath, suppressing the impulse of her whole body, as well as the tears and weakness from her eyes. But the fingertips, still uncontrollable, trembling desperately. She wanted to go up and put her hand in his. She wanted to hold him and tell him about her worries and nervousness, the moment when she was choking and afraid of his accident. She wanted to tell him how crazy she was missing him. She wanted to expose her weakness in front of him and tell him how hard, miserable and miserable she was these days. And She wanted to tell him Boy, it's okay. Their children, the crystallization of their love, are still so safe, living in her body. But, seeing his pale lips and frowning brows, the standard, patient expression of the old disease. The other crazy things in an Xiaowan's heart are completely annihilated. Instead, it was her determination. Guard him. And protect their children. So "Go home?" "This is not your home. Huo Shen stretched out his hand as if he had no strength, so he slowly dropped to his side. His deep eyes, staring at her, thin lips light open: "our home." "We have no home."
