Daddy, Here Is Mommy

0Lin Ange was so angry that her blood was boiling, and her eyebrows were about to ignite. His face was covered with a layer of faint anger, and he glared fiercely at Ye Zichen.    

    

"Lu Yiyao, where's your face?"    

    

"It's here."    

    

Lu Yiyao replied with a smile, without any shyness.    

    

"Shameless."    

    

Lin Ange's mouth twitched as she stared at his grave face that was like the spring breeze.    

    

Lu Yiyao stopped teasing her. He smiled, raised his eyebrows and lifted his thin lips.    

    

"Honey, I'm really hungry."    

    

"You have to endure even if you're hungry. Gu Nianshi said you …"    

    

"What did you just eat?"    

    

Lu Yiyao interrupted him warmly.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Lin Ange was taken aback. She pursed her lips and answered honestly, not thinking too much.    

    

"The soup river powder and shrimp dumplings."    

    

"Then I'll eat these two."    

    

Lu Yiyao squinted his dark eyes and said affirmatively.    

    

Lin Ange gritted her teeth and said angrily.    

    

"I already said, you can't eat right now."    

    

"I'm hungry …"    

    

"There's nothing I can do even if I'm hungry."    

    

"I'm really very hungry …"    

    

Lin Ange couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. Talking to him would always lead to a cycle of death.    

    

She frowned and stared at him.    

    

"Lin Ange …"    

    

Lu Yiyao's gaze was burning, and in his eyes, there was a long trace of tenderness.    

    

Lin Ange's heart trembled. Whenever he called her that, her heart would always soften.    

    

Her low alcohol and cold voice would always make her go numb, causing her to want to rush into his embrace.    

    

"What?"    

    

She sat in the chair, her hands clasped together, her head bowed a little, not looking at him.    

    

The unfathomable Mo Tong had put down her appearance and her movements.    

    

"Come here."    

    

Lu Yiyao struggled to roll his Adam's apple, only to spit out two words.    

    

"…"    

    

Lin Ange did not make a sound nor move.    

    

From the outside, it seemed as if they were holding back. Actually, she was worried that Lu Yiyao's restless actions would affect his wound?    

    

"Lin Ange, come here."    

    

Lu Yiyao licked his dry lips and ordered again.    

    

"What are you trying to do?"    

    

Lin Ange pouted as she slowly raised her head to look at him.    

    

Lu Yiyao smiled at her lovingly.    

    

"Come here, I won't eat you."    

    

"You …"    

    

At this moment, Lin Ange was completely sure. This aloof and noble man was actually a 'scoundrel' in essence.    

    

She shifted her chair closer to him.    

    

"Speak, what happened?"    

    

Lu Yiyao's cold lips parted slightly. If you go a little closer, I'm afraid you won't be able to hear me? "    

    

Lin Ange knew full well that there might be a 'scam', but on account of his illness, she didn't refuse him.    

    

Tilting his head, the tender pink earlobes pressed against his sharp lips. A thin and cool aura lingered over.    

    

Her heart trembled again.    

    

Lu Yiyao's big hands were caught off guard as they embraced her swan neck and pressed down.    

    

Unsurprisingly, her scarlet lips fell on the sharp lip.    

    

Four lips touching.    

    

Lightning sparks.    

    

"Ugh …"    

    

Lin Ange widened her eyes, but she didn't blink. A complicated look could be seen in her eyes.    

    

The fine fur on her face was clearly visible, and her cheeks were growing redder and redder.    

    

Lu Yiyao continuously increased the power on his lips as he took it greedily.    

    

Endless amounts of time passed.    

    

After the battle, both of their mouths were brimming with a refreshing and fragrant taste.    

    

In a room.    

    

The temperature in the ward gradually rose.    

    

Lu Yiyao's forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat. His body had already changed a long time ago …    

    

He suddenly stopped and loosened his grip on Lin Ange's neck.    

    

"Phew …" "Inhale..."    

    

Lin Ange, who was on the verge of suffocating, took two deep breaths. Her eyes were filled with a thin layer of mist.    

    

"Lu Yiyao, you're too much."    

    

She was angry, his impulse.    

    

At this moment, he didn't even know how to restrain himself. On the contrary, he was becoming more and more presumptuous.    

    

Although Gu Nianshi didn't say it explicitly, he did warn her. He tried to avoid these things as much as possible. After all, the slightest mistake would lead to a wound being pulled over.    

    

"…"    

    

Lu Yiyao did not make a sound, and only looked at her warmly.    

    

His hands clenched into fists as he tried his best to suppress the raging flames of love that rose from the prairie.    

    

When Lin Ange saw that he was sweating, she prepared to fetch a basin of hot water to help him wipe it off.    

    

"Lin Ange …"    

    

The low alcohol voice called out gently, causing her slightly steadier heartbeat to suddenly quicken. An indescribable throb spread from the bottom of her heart.    

    

She was clearly angry at him, but she just couldn't resist him.    

    

His every movement, every glance, and every word could move her heart.    

    

Maybe.    

    

This was true love.    

    

If you love someone, you will pay attention to their every move, every word and action. However, a slight movement from the other party, and a casual word, could always irritate one's sensitive nerves.    

    

She had never felt this towards Lu Hengyuan before.    

    

"What for?"    

    

Lin Ange turned around and looked at the cold expression on her face.    

    

"Don't go …"    

    

His thick, sword-like eyebrows creased slightly. His double pupil narrowed slightly as he said lovingly.    

    

"I'm not leaving."    

    

Lin Ange trembled as she curled the corners of her mouth into a faint smile and continued to explain.    

    

"You're sweating. I'll go get some water and help you wipe it off."    

    

"Oh."    

    

Lu Yiyao looked at her with eyes filled with tenderness.    

    

His reluctant eyes were actually attached to her like that of a child.    

    

"I'll be right back. Don't move."    

    

Lin Ange warned him in detail before walking out with light and quick steps.    

    

Very soon, he brought in a basin of hot water. On his wrist, there was a thin, white, soft towel.    

    

He twisted the water and wiped the sweat off his forehead before gently wiping his face.    

    

Lin Ange's heart couldn't help but beat faster and faster despite the soft towel touching his bones.    

    

This was not the first time she had taken care of him like this, but her heart would still palpitate, she would feel uneasy, she would feel heartache.    

    

Blushing, she wiped his neck and hands as well.    

    

A warm feeling slowly flowed out from Lu Yiyao's heart, overflowing his heart and spreading through his limbs and bones.    

    

At this moment, he felt very happy. He was so happy that he wanted time to stop at this moment.    

    

Ever since he was with her, he had been hoping that time could go slower and slower …    

4

    

Li City.    

    

Qingning Hospital.    

    

Xu Jianan had passed the dangerous period safely. Although there were occasional rejection reactions in her heart, it was always a thrill without any danger.    

    

Ding Zigeng came in with a bowl of nutritional porridge. Seeing that she was half sitting up, he hurriedly walked over.    

    

"Jianan, why are you up?"    

    

"Brother Zigeng …"    

    

Xu Jianan's face was still pale, but it was much better than before. She looked at Ding Zigeng and called him softly.    

    

Ding Zigeng put the bowl on the bedside table and carefully pulled up the quilt for her. Then, he sat down on the edge of the bed.    

    

"Jianan, how do you feel?"    

    

"Much better than yesterday."    

    

Xu Jianan calmly said as she curled her lips.    

    

"That's good. Come, this is the nutritious porridge that I made in the kitchen …"    

    

Ding Zigeng stretched out his hand, picked up the bowl of porridge and stirred it. He then scooped a spoonful and blew on it to cool it before bringing it to Xu Jianan's mouth.    

    

"Thank you, Brother Zigeng."    

    

Xu Jianan took a bite and then blinked her eyes. Her soft voice sounded a little weak.