Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 1622 Chasing Wife 17
Half an hour later, Rowling had fallen asleep completely, and Deman covered her with a quilt.

He took out two paper towels from the bed cabinet, wiped his hands, then threw the paper towels aside, and patted her on the head, "I wish you a sweet dream, timid girl."

Deman kissed her on the forehead and left.

He didn't touch her in a real way, but in another way, in a special way.

When she woke up, all this, she would just regard it as a dream that made her very shy, and she didn't even dare to tell anyone.

After he left for a long time, Luo Lin's cherry red mouth let out an eager voice, "Deman, I love you."

……

"Honey, it hurts so much, what should I do?" Ming Jing opened his eyes, looking at Feng Mocheng pitifully.

Her whole body was covered with traces of Feng Mocheng's love for her, Fengcheng was also uncomfortable, her back was scratched by Ming Jing, and her neck was covered with little strawberries.

"Baby, the medicine is almost finished, and the pain will be gone soon, just bear with it." Feng Mocheng was carefully applying the medicine for Ming Jing.

They were too wild these days, and they both hurt each other, but Feng Mocheng is a man, and these minor injuries are nothing to him.

Mingjing is a woman, and it would be terribly hurt even a little bit. She should be cared for carefully.

After applying the medicine, Ming Jing felt much more comfortable, Feng Mocheng put the medicine aside, covered her with a quilt, and he also got into the bed and hugged her.

Holding her like this, and being in the same bed with her, he felt very safe.

They finally don't have to be separated anymore, today is past and tomorrow is past, tomorrow is past and the day after tomorrow is past, and they don't have to pinch time to live anymore.

Thinking of their previous 48-hour countdown, he is still in shock.

"It seems that you have to rest for a few days, or it won't get better there."

Feng Mocheng was very distressed, he really went too far, he actually let her go with her waywardness, but he didn't stop her, and ended up hurting her, his heart ached so much.

"Hey, husband, I'm very happy." Ming Jing smiled like a child, slipping into his arms, so excited that the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't bear to put it away: "Hubby, are you happy?"

"Of course I'm happy, silly girl." Feng Mocheng caressed her hair, "Honey, we should go out and see the children. They haven't seen us these days, so they must be in a hurry."

"I want to grandly introduce you to the children, their father." Ming Jing felt happy when he thought of that scene.

Feng Mocheng was looking forward to it, "Honey, let's rest first, and we'll see the child after we've recharged our spirits."

Ding Jing let out a "hmm".

She was also very tired, she hugged Feng Mocheng's arms, and fell asleep under his sense of security.

Ding Jing was exhausted. Although they had slept intermittently these days, they started exercising every time they woke up, so they were still very tired.

She slept deeply, and Feng Mocheng woke up, but she didn't even notice.

Seeing that the woman in his arms was still asleep, Feng Mocheng suddenly sighed softly.

How should his face face the children?
Feng Xijin is okay, he is already four years old, and he has seen him before, and he likes him very much, but the other three children are still so young, will seeing him be like seeing a monster?
He knew Der Spiegel would not mind.

But he was afraid that the children would have a bad impression of him as a father, and he didn't want to cast a shadow on them.

(End of this chapter)