Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy
Chapter 100 Pressing the thumb towards the lips
"Really? Then you still listen to me like this? I let you come over, and you come here to help without saying a word."
The man looked at her with a smile on his charming and handsome face, wanting to see how she could defend herself.
"This..." Sure enough, Yang Qianyu stuttered even more, and at the same time regretted that she shouldn't have a brain twitch.
Soft-heartedness kills people!
"It's a human instinct to sympathize with the weak, so what's the point of getting into it?" She finally found an excuse.
The man smiled even more. His right arm, which was still stiff and numb just now, recovered a little. He raised his hand and moved towards her soft and fair cheek.
Yang Qianyu tilted her head instinctively and dodged, "Mr. Feng, please respect yourself!"
He didn't touch her for a while, but after her face returned to normal, he still insisted on touching it, scraped the side of her face with the back of his finger intimately, and finally landed his thumb on her lips frivolously.
As if touching a treasured treasure.
Yang Qianyu suddenly felt that the skin he touched was densely scalded.
When his thumb was pressing down on his lips, the woman suddenly pushed him away like an electric shock, took several steps back, and stared at him with puzzled eyes.
"What do you mean? I really enjoy this ambiguous state? But in my opinion, this is particularly rogue, and it's disgustingly greasy!"
Seeing that she was furious again, Feng Moyan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and said inexplicably, "The way you look now is much more interesting than the quail-like cute look you used to have." Seven
"..." Yang Qianyu glanced at him, too lazy to speak.
What a problem, I like to provoke people on purpose, what's wrong!
She turned around, sat down by the hospital bed, reached out and touched the little girl's forehead, and then sat back.
Feng Moyan stared at her for a while, curled his lips with a half-smile, turned around and opened the door to go out.
Yang Qianyu raised her eyes and stared at the closed door, her eyes seemed lost.
In my heart, I actually despise myself very much.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with Yang Caiyue hating her.
The dream of being a rich man who was exchanged for a kidney is now causing frequent disturbances because of the insertion of her "third party", who can't be annoyed?
And she clearly made up her mind time and time again that she would break up with this man and have no further contact with him, but she broke her promise time and time again, and became entangled again and again.
Hey, Yang Qianyu, Yang Qianyu, how did you become this kind of person?
He deserved to be scolded and beaten in the street.
She scolded herself severely in her heart.
----
For two days, Yang Qianyu stayed with Xixi in the ward.
The little girl had a low-grade fever repeatedly, waking up and sleeping.
Every time she opened her eyes and saw Ma Ma in front of her eyes, she would smile sweetly, drink some water or eat something, and then fall asleep peacefully.
Yang Qianyu enjoys the quiet time spent alone with her daughter. After being impetuous and entangled for many days, she finally calms down slowly.
In the past two days, Yang Caiyue did not appear again for the first time.
And Feng Moyan didn't come over the first night, presumably the company was too busy.
But that's good too, so that when he comes, the two of them will get along awkwardly, and they will have to quarrel unclearly.
It was late at night, and she secretly made a video with the two little guys who couldn't sleep, and pointed the phone camera at her sleeping sister.
The two brothers felt relieved when they saw their sister, chatted for a while, and hung up the video call.
Yang Qianyu sat by the bed, holding her daughter's hand.
I have menstruation today, and the dull pain in my abdomen is very uncomfortable, and it doesn't relieve it even when I lie down. Instead, I feel better when I sit with my hands on my lower abdomen.
So, she simply sat curled up by the hospital bed like that, staring at her daughter's sleeping face obsessively.
Before he knew it, he fell asleep on the edge of the bed.
In the early hours of the morning, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a tall and tall figure slowly walked in.
When the figure passed the sofa and coffee table, he put down the computer bag in his hand, threw away the coat, and walked to the bed.
Yang Qianyu, who was sleeping, felt suddenly lighter, as if she was staggering on an airplane.
She frowned, trying to wake up, but felt that the breath on her nose made her feel at peace.
Her thoughts drifted to that afternoon of climbing the mountain—the scene of her menarche, being embarrassed and cared for by a warm and sunny big boy.
In the subconscious mind, I was nostalgic, so I suppressed the idea of waking up.
Until, the body began to fall, and the back encountered resistance.
She was startled suddenly, almost jumping up, and when she opened her eyes and saw the handsome face that smelled like her, she was frightened again!
"It's me!" Seeing that she was quite frightened, Feng Moyan hurriedly uttered a voice, and at the same time took the arm at the crook of her leg to withdraw, and put her on the bed.
"No..." Yang Qianyu frowned, her voice was like a gnat, and she quickly got up to get down.
Feng Moyan was puzzled, and instinctively suppressed her, "Go to sleep, I will accompany her."
"No, I...my—" She pushed the man away, unable to explain the physical inconvenience, and could only forcefully get out of bed.
Feng Moyan straightened his waist, faintly angry, "What do you think of me? What else can I do to you in the hospital ward?"
As soon as Yang Qianyu got up, she felt a heat flow between her legs, her brows tightened suddenly, and she explained embarrassingly: "No, I... I'm here, you suddenly picked me up and put me down just now, almost..."
Before she finished speaking, she felt that she couldn't wait any longer, so she quickly pushed the man away and hurried to the bathroom.
Feng Moyan stood there stunned, only now did he realize that he was so embarrassed that he poked the bridge of his nose with his hand.
Yang Qianyu changed her sanitary products, scooped up cold water to wash her face, and only now was she fully awake.
Feng Moyan is here...
So are they in the same room at night, or is she driving back now?
But I don't feel well, and I really don't want to move.
Hey……
After hiding in the bathroom for a few minutes, she still opened the door and went out.
Feng Moyan was beside Xixi's bed, when he heard the door open, he turned his head.
The lights in the ward were not turned on, but the lights in the corridor outside and the night view outside the window were enough for them to see each other clearly.
The man walked over, and the silent space suddenly became thinner of oxygen, and even breathing became constricted.
"It's getting late, you go to sleep, if you don't rest well, you will have a headache tomorrow." Feng Moyan spoke first.
Yang Qianyu's heart moved slightly, and his eyes were slightly startled.
Every time she had menstruation, she would get a headache if she didn't rest well—this person actually remembered.
He was still hesitating at first, but now that he was so concerned, Yang Qianyu became even more confused, subconsciously wanting to escape.
"Well... Now that you're here, I'll go back. I happen to have a meeting tomorrow morning." As she spoke, she was about to walk away to get her things.
But Feng Moyan grabbed her arm.
"It's early in the morning, and you're like this again, wouldn't it be troublesome to drive back?"
"I'm fine..."
He stared at the stubborn woman, and suddenly whispered: "This temper has not changed, I still like to be brave."
"..."
Seeing that she had stopped talking, Feng Moyan dragged her towards the accompanying bed.
"What are you doing? In the middle of the night, I don't want to quarrel with you, you—"
Before he finished speaking, the man held his shoulders with both hands and sat down on the bed.
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The man looked at her with a smile on his charming and handsome face, wanting to see how she could defend herself.
"This..." Sure enough, Yang Qianyu stuttered even more, and at the same time regretted that she shouldn't have a brain twitch.
Soft-heartedness kills people!
"It's a human instinct to sympathize with the weak, so what's the point of getting into it?" She finally found an excuse.
The man smiled even more. His right arm, which was still stiff and numb just now, recovered a little. He raised his hand and moved towards her soft and fair cheek.
Yang Qianyu tilted her head instinctively and dodged, "Mr. Feng, please respect yourself!"
He didn't touch her for a while, but after her face returned to normal, he still insisted on touching it, scraped the side of her face with the back of his finger intimately, and finally landed his thumb on her lips frivolously.
As if touching a treasured treasure.
Yang Qianyu suddenly felt that the skin he touched was densely scalded.
When his thumb was pressing down on his lips, the woman suddenly pushed him away like an electric shock, took several steps back, and stared at him with puzzled eyes.
"What do you mean? I really enjoy this ambiguous state? But in my opinion, this is particularly rogue, and it's disgustingly greasy!"
Seeing that she was furious again, Feng Moyan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and said inexplicably, "The way you look now is much more interesting than the quail-like cute look you used to have." Seven
"..." Yang Qianyu glanced at him, too lazy to speak.
What a problem, I like to provoke people on purpose, what's wrong!
She turned around, sat down by the hospital bed, reached out and touched the little girl's forehead, and then sat back.
Feng Moyan stared at her for a while, curled his lips with a half-smile, turned around and opened the door to go out.
Yang Qianyu raised her eyes and stared at the closed door, her eyes seemed lost.
In my heart, I actually despise myself very much.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with Yang Caiyue hating her.
The dream of being a rich man who was exchanged for a kidney is now causing frequent disturbances because of the insertion of her "third party", who can't be annoyed?
And she clearly made up her mind time and time again that she would break up with this man and have no further contact with him, but she broke her promise time and time again, and became entangled again and again.
Hey, Yang Qianyu, Yang Qianyu, how did you become this kind of person?
He deserved to be scolded and beaten in the street.
She scolded herself severely in her heart.
----
For two days, Yang Qianyu stayed with Xixi in the ward.
The little girl had a low-grade fever repeatedly, waking up and sleeping.
Every time she opened her eyes and saw Ma Ma in front of her eyes, she would smile sweetly, drink some water or eat something, and then fall asleep peacefully.
Yang Qianyu enjoys the quiet time spent alone with her daughter. After being impetuous and entangled for many days, she finally calms down slowly.
In the past two days, Yang Caiyue did not appear again for the first time.
And Feng Moyan didn't come over the first night, presumably the company was too busy.
But that's good too, so that when he comes, the two of them will get along awkwardly, and they will have to quarrel unclearly.
It was late at night, and she secretly made a video with the two little guys who couldn't sleep, and pointed the phone camera at her sleeping sister.
The two brothers felt relieved when they saw their sister, chatted for a while, and hung up the video call.
Yang Qianyu sat by the bed, holding her daughter's hand.
I have menstruation today, and the dull pain in my abdomen is very uncomfortable, and it doesn't relieve it even when I lie down. Instead, I feel better when I sit with my hands on my lower abdomen.
So, she simply sat curled up by the hospital bed like that, staring at her daughter's sleeping face obsessively.
Before he knew it, he fell asleep on the edge of the bed.
In the early hours of the morning, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a tall and tall figure slowly walked in.
When the figure passed the sofa and coffee table, he put down the computer bag in his hand, threw away the coat, and walked to the bed.
Yang Qianyu, who was sleeping, felt suddenly lighter, as if she was staggering on an airplane.
She frowned, trying to wake up, but felt that the breath on her nose made her feel at peace.
Her thoughts drifted to that afternoon of climbing the mountain—the scene of her menarche, being embarrassed and cared for by a warm and sunny big boy.
In the subconscious mind, I was nostalgic, so I suppressed the idea of waking up.
Until, the body began to fall, and the back encountered resistance.
She was startled suddenly, almost jumping up, and when she opened her eyes and saw the handsome face that smelled like her, she was frightened again!
"It's me!" Seeing that she was quite frightened, Feng Moyan hurriedly uttered a voice, and at the same time took the arm at the crook of her leg to withdraw, and put her on the bed.
"No..." Yang Qianyu frowned, her voice was like a gnat, and she quickly got up to get down.
Feng Moyan was puzzled, and instinctively suppressed her, "Go to sleep, I will accompany her."
"No, I...my—" She pushed the man away, unable to explain the physical inconvenience, and could only forcefully get out of bed.
Feng Moyan straightened his waist, faintly angry, "What do you think of me? What else can I do to you in the hospital ward?"
As soon as Yang Qianyu got up, she felt a heat flow between her legs, her brows tightened suddenly, and she explained embarrassingly: "No, I... I'm here, you suddenly picked me up and put me down just now, almost..."
Before she finished speaking, she felt that she couldn't wait any longer, so she quickly pushed the man away and hurried to the bathroom.
Feng Moyan stood there stunned, only now did he realize that he was so embarrassed that he poked the bridge of his nose with his hand.
Yang Qianyu changed her sanitary products, scooped up cold water to wash her face, and only now was she fully awake.
Feng Moyan is here...
So are they in the same room at night, or is she driving back now?
But I don't feel well, and I really don't want to move.
Hey……
After hiding in the bathroom for a few minutes, she still opened the door and went out.
Feng Moyan was beside Xixi's bed, when he heard the door open, he turned his head.
The lights in the ward were not turned on, but the lights in the corridor outside and the night view outside the window were enough for them to see each other clearly.
The man walked over, and the silent space suddenly became thinner of oxygen, and even breathing became constricted.
"It's getting late, you go to sleep, if you don't rest well, you will have a headache tomorrow." Feng Moyan spoke first.
Yang Qianyu's heart moved slightly, and his eyes were slightly startled.
Every time she had menstruation, she would get a headache if she didn't rest well—this person actually remembered.
He was still hesitating at first, but now that he was so concerned, Yang Qianyu became even more confused, subconsciously wanting to escape.
"Well... Now that you're here, I'll go back. I happen to have a meeting tomorrow morning." As she spoke, she was about to walk away to get her things.
But Feng Moyan grabbed her arm.
"It's early in the morning, and you're like this again, wouldn't it be troublesome to drive back?"
"I'm fine..."
He stared at the stubborn woman, and suddenly whispered: "This temper has not changed, I still like to be brave."
"..."
Seeing that she had stopped talking, Feng Moyan dragged her towards the accompanying bed.
"What are you doing? In the middle of the night, I don't want to quarrel with you, you—"
Before he finished speaking, the man held his shoulders with both hands and sat down on the bed.
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