cold wife

Chapter 118 I just want to protect her (2)
"No." Shu Junhao said lightly, he turned to look at Mike, and smiled wryly: "In this life, I never thought of getting her, I just wanted to protect her."

"Fuck! Damn it, you really are a lover!"

Shu Junhao didn't answer him again, but just said: "Don't tell him what happened today." After finishing speaking, he walked out.

Looking at the back of Shu Junhao leaving, Mike lowered his head and took another sip of his coffee, frowning tightly, feeling that the coffee was surprisingly bitter.

When Shu Junhao returned to the ward, Ai Baoer was about to sit up with her arms propped up, Shu Junhao hurried up, helped her to sit up, put a pillow behind her, and asked, "Is it more comfortable? "

Ai Baoer hooked her lips and smiled: "Well, it's much better, thank you."

"You don't need to be so polite between us." Shu Junhao said, his voice was low and full of magnetism, he sat on the chair beside her, accidentally touched her little hand on the bedside, and immediately frowned: "What's wrong with your hand?" So cold?"

As she said that, she reached out and put her little hand in the palm of her own, and gently stroked the back of her hand with the other hand.

The big hand slowly stroked the back of the hand, which not only relieved the swelling feeling when the medicine flowed into the body, but also slowed down the temperature. Ai Baoer looked at him with his head down and serious, and his heart was warm.

The two were silent for a while, Shu Junhao suddenly raised his head, looked at her, and said, "Bao'er, the matter with Tianyu is not as simple as you imagined."

Ai Bao'er heard the words, turned to look at him, Shu Junhao also looked at her fixedly, there was no superfluous expression on his face, but Ai Bao'er understood that there was a deep meaning in his words.

"Leng Qing, he's not bad, he's just not good at expressing himself." Shu Junhao said again.

Ai Baoer turned her head and hummed lightly.

Shu Junhao saw that she didn't want to say more about it, and he didn't say any more. The atmosphere was silent and dull.

After the IV was done, the sky was getting dark, so after taking some medicine for internal use, Shu Junhao sent her downstairs, opened the car door, put the medicine in her hand, and said in a low voice: "Next time I feel uncomfortable, remember to go to the hospital, don't hold on."

Nodding, Ai Baoer smiled, and there was a beeping horn behind her.

The two turned their heads, Leng Qing leaned against his domineering Maybach, lit a cigarette, and looked at the two with gloomy expressions.

Walking to the two of them, Leng Qing's scrutinizing gaze stayed on Shu Junhao's face. A few seconds later, he smiled with indescribable evil: "Haozi, where did this come from?"

Shu Junhao smiled faintly, calmly: "I happened to meet Bao'er who was not feeling well, so I sent her to the hospital, and I just came back from the drip..."

Before Shu Junhao finished speaking, Leng Qing's voice was somewhat gloomy: "Bao'er? The call is intimate."

Shu Junhao's face froze, and he stopped talking, because he knew that the more he said, the more mistakes he would make. He looked at Ai Bao'er, and said in a low voice, "Remember to take your medicine when you go back, I'm leaving first."

Seeing Shu Junhao's car leave the community, Leng Qing's face was completely gloomy, he pulled Ai Bao'er into his arms, pinched her waist, and hummed dissatisfiedly: "You goblin, are you It’s not enough to see our father and son killing each other, but we have to have a brother against each other to be satisfied, isn’t it?!”

Ai Baoer's waist was in pain from being pinched by him, her face turned pale for a while, she frowned and stared at him: "Let go, you hurt me."

Because the sky was dark, Leng Qing didn't see Ai Baoer's face before, but now she raised her head, her pale face fell into his eyes without any concealment, her heart ached, and she asked worriedly: "Baby, Why do you look so pale?"

(End of this chapter)