Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

At this moment, the fair-faced girl held the big wheat-colored hand tightly with white and tender fingers, kneading, and muttered, "Shaoqi, spring has come, the scenery outside is beautiful, why don't you wake up?" Woolen cloth?"

The voice was low, revealing a touch of loneliness, and endless loneliness.

"Shaoqi, wake up quickly, I really can't hold it anymore." Huangfu murmured.

These days, I have been doing my best to take care of him, but he refuses to open his eyes to look at himself.

Suddenly, Huangfu Yao stared at the figure on the bed in disbelief.

Just now, I obviously felt that something was wrong with my fingers. My fingers were gently and gently squeezed by someone. The force was very light. If I didn't notice it carefully, I couldn't feel it at all.

But Han Shaoqi didn't move his eyelids, and his eyes fell on the tightly intertwined fingers of the two, but the slight touch never appeared again.

In a daze, Huangfu Yao thought it was his own illusion.

After staring at his wide palm for a long time, Huangfu Yao couldn't help being disappointed when there was no movement.

It seems that it is really an illusion.

Just when Huangfuyao was about to separate the finger to replace the withered lily on the head of the bed, the finger was squeezed slightly again.

All of this was a real sense of touch, and Huangfu Yao felt pleasantly surprised, her heart beat very fast, as if it was about to pop out of her throat.

The finger moved slowly again.

Huangfu Yao felt ecstasy again, and hastily pressed the bell beside the bed.

After a while, doctors and nurses rushed in, and Huangfuyao informed the Han family.

At this moment, with the support of Father Han, Mr. Han rushed over at an incredible speed.

He rushed to the ward with an expression of surprise that he couldn't hide, but when he saw the still motionless figure on the bed, his expression turned cold.

Looking at Huangfu Yao, "Didn't you say you're awake?"

Huangfu Yao shook his head, knowing that they misunderstood what he meant, and hurriedly explained, "Just now, when I was massaging Shaoqi, I found that Shaoqi's fingers moved."

It was just a slight movement, and the face of Mr. Han was gloomy, and there was a touch of surprise in an instant.

The doctor threw a group of people out and began to examine Han Shaoqi.

Soon, the doctor came out of the ward and shook his head at the group of people standing outside.

"As a result of the examination, the patient showed no signs of waking up."

Han Mu glanced at Huangfu Yao with piercing eyes.

Huangfu Yao looked anxious, "Just now, his finger really moved."

The doctor was helpless, "Miss Huangfu, the instrument can't detect any signs of waking up."

Seeing everyone's suspicious eyes, Huangfu Yao had no choice but to go into battle in person, "If you don't believe me, come with me." He said and stepped into the ward first.

Behind him, Father Han and Mother Han glanced at each other, helped Mr. Han into the ward, and left the doctor behind, shaking his head regretfully.

There was no sign of waking up at all.

Miss Huangfu, I'm afraid she was too worried.

Huangfu Yao held Han Shaoqi's fingers tightly, and called softly, "Shaoqi."

The voice was full of tenderness, and the Han family present were stunned when they heard it.

Suddenly, a voice from outside heard Han's mother shouting in surprise, "It's really moving."

The doctor took a leap and stepped into the ward.

Just saw that the slender and strong fingers were slightly curved, no longer a straight line as before.