The runaway wife of the president of the empire

Mu Yiyi was pulled into his warm embrace, and couldn't help crying out in pain: "Can't you be gentle?"

Her stomach hurts so much, where it can withstand his brute force. www>

"Be gentle?" Lei Yufeng looked down at her slightly pale face, and asked displeasedly, "Does it hurt? Is it distressed?"

She turned her face to one side and buried it in his warm and generous chest, with the sound of his powerful heartbeat in her ears.

Are you distressed?Her heart seemed to be hurting all the time. [

But this man's embrace happened to be able to bring her comfort, so she grabbed his collar with her little hands and pressed her whole body against it.

"Speak?" His arm passed through her armpit, trying to pull her up from his arms.

"My stomach hurts!" she cried, holding him tighter.

She squeezed even harder into his arms, as if trying to get into his body.

She knew she was bad, because showing weakness was just to find some comfort from him.

It's like a walker without water in the desert, or a person who is about to drown in the sea.

At this moment, Lei Yufeng was the drop of nectar she longed for, the straw she desperately wanted to hold on to tightly.

"Stomach hurts, really, it hurts like hell! Yufeng, I hurt!" Taking advantage of the stomach pain, she shed all the tears that she had swallowed with great difficulty.

She is really hurting!It hurts!

I just want to have an outlet to vent and find a refuge where I can shelter myself!

With a low, soft, crying voice, it hit his always strong heart, and his heart twitched suddenly.

"What's wrong?" He asked hoarsely, raising his hand to brush her face.

That face was in a mess, covered with tears, and a few strands of wet hair were tightly pressed against her cheek.

Thinking of those empty beer cans, Lei Yufeng seemed to realize something, crossed his arms, hugged Mu Yiyi, and left the rooftop.

"My bag..." Mu Yiyi said weakly when passing by the door of the office.

"Stupid woman!" Lei Yufeng felt distressed and dissatisfied at the same time.

What time is it, and she still remembers her bag?

Holding Mu Yiyi out of the school gate, Lei Yufeng yelled at Monan who came up to him: "Let someone go to the office to get Miss Mu's bag."

After finishing speaking, he hugged Mu Yiyi and got on the May-Ba-H. [

"Go to the hospital!" He told the driver in a deep voice, "Hurry up!"

The car drove towards the hospital quickly, Lei Yufeng looked down at Mu Yiyi whose facial features were almost crumpled, and said softly: "Good boy! Be patient!"

Mu Yiyi's forehead was covered with sweat, and his expression was terribly painful.

"I'll drink again later, let's see how I deal with you!" He put his arms around her with one hand, touched her stomach with the other, and grabbed the little hand she was covering there, "Did you hear that?"

She looked up her small face, saw his anxious eyes showing pity, and smiled slightly enduring the pain.

"You... care about me?" Her voice was still so weak.

He didn't seem to want her to see his inner thoughts, so he gave her a malicious look on purpose: "Just take care of yourself, I don't like taking care of sick people!"

Even if he put on a vicious look, Mu Yiyi still had a smile on his lips, then leaned into his arms and closed his eyes.

"You can leave me alone!" After a long time, she sighed in a low voice.

Lei Yufeng hugged her, retracted his arms, but didn't speak any more.

Indeed, he didn't want to bother with her, and he didn't even intend to see her tonight.