cold wife

Chapter 337 Ai Baoer's First Identity (3)
Ai Baoer nodded, turned her head, lay on the bed, closed her eyes and thought about something, but fell asleep unconsciously.

Wen Yu was supposed to go to work in the afternoon, but she couldn't rest assured that Ai Baoer was like this, so she simply asked for leave and didn't go, and made nourishing soup for Ai Baoer in the kitchen. It is very necessary for a woman to be pregnant. Nutritious.

After boiling the soup for more than an hour, Wen Yu rummaged through the storage cabinet in the living room to see if there was anything suitable for Ai Baoer's body, thinking that if not, she would go to the supermarket to buy some in the afternoon and let Ai Baoer wait for her During these days here, she has taken good care of her body. Looking at her thin and frail body, she felt distressed.

Just flipping through the pages, the phone on her body rang. She thought it was Yan Yan, but when she took out the phone, it turned out to be an unfamiliar number, and she couldn't help frowning in confusion.

Who could it be?On her private phone, there will be no calls from patients or the like.

The phone was connected, and the voice from over there really shocked her, but subconsciously, she seemed to feel that there was nothing wrong, because with that man's possessiveness and how precious he was to Ai Bao'er, how could it really make her Ai Baoer stayed with her so sadly, she must have secretly sent someone to follow her.

The two talked a few words, Wen Yu hung up the phone, walked into the guest room, looked at Ai Baoer, who was not sleeping peacefully, tucked her quilt, and was about to go out, but after thinking about it, she came back again, facing Ai Baoer's small face took a picture.

Coming down from upstairs, there was already a car waiting. Seeing Wen Yu coming down, someone got out of the car, opened the door respectfully, and let her in.

To Leng Qing, Wen Yu's last impression is that he shot Leng Tianyu fiercely, so she was really a little afraid of him. He loves a woman so much, but feels nothing to be afraid of, after all, everything he does is for love.

Women are like this sometimes, afraid of men's ruthlessness, but when all this is linked to love, they will feel that this is a very loving thing.

Sitting in the car and sitting opposite Leng Qing, Wen Yu couldn't help admiring Ai Baoer, the man's aura was too strong, even if she just sat opposite him like this, she felt that the air pressure was extremely low, and her breath was hard to breathe. Feeling a bit difficult, how did Ai Baoer manage to keep her face unchanged.

"How is she?" As soon as Leng Qing spoke, his voice was extremely low, even a little hoarse, as if his throat had been worn out.

Wen Yu didn't answer, just took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and showed the man the photo she just took. She thought, a photo should be worth a thousand words.

Taking the phone from Wen Yu's hand, Leng Qing looked at the small face on the screen seriously, rubbed the screen with his thumb, the corner of his mouth curled up in a doting arc, his eyes were full of love and dissatisfaction She: "Is she asleep?"

"Well, I cried before going to bed, and I didn't sleep well." Wen Yu answered softly.

Leng Qing was silent, looking at the photo, his heart ached as if he had been sliced ​​off piece by piece by a knife.

Ai Bao'er did not sleep well, she tilted her head slightly, and put one hand casually by her ear, probably because she had something on her mind, so she didn't sleep well, her face was a little pale, and her lips were a little pink , the tender eyelids were red and swollen, and she really cried.

"Baby..." Rubbing the photo over and over again, Leng Qing murmured softly, and his heart ached over and over again, very tight.

Leng Qing took out his mobile phone, pressed a few times casually on the mobile phone, and sent the photo over, returned Wen Yu's mobile phone to her, and put his own in the bag carefully, before he said: "These days , please take care of her."

(End of this chapter)