Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Seeing Lin Ange still standing there, Lu Yiyao didn't come over. He frowned and said in a deep voice.    

"Lu Yiyao, can you stop talking nonsense?!"    

Lin Ange glanced at him, then walked over and sat down on a chair in front of the bed. Her little face was taut and slightly displeased.    

"What did I say?"    

The moment she sat down, Lu Yiyao's big hand reached out and wrapped around her little hand.    

The temperature of his palm was much warmer than before.    

"I'm not your 'wife'. Why are you spouting nonsense?"    

Lin Ange bit her lips and pouted. After a night's sleep, her lips were red and moist, and she looked as if she was frozen.    

Lu Yiyao wanted to kiss her immediately, but the wound was too deep and he couldn't move at the moment. He could only endure it.    

Her deep and narrow eyes looked at her without blinking, and complex emotions surged within her eyes. Glimmers danced in his eyes for two seconds as he pursed his lips and said.    

"The baby is already born, isn't it?"    

"Who said that it must be your 'wife' who gave birth to a child?"    

Lin Ange pouted and replied.    

"In this life, the only person who can give me a child is my wife."    

Lu Yiyao's low voice was filled with determination.    

Lin Ange's heart shuddered inexplicably.    

"But …"    

"Don't worry, we'll get a certificate when we get back?"    

Lu Yiyao's burning gaze and unfathomable black pupils reflected her petite face, causing circles of ripples to form in his heart.    

"A certificate?"    

Lin Ange's eyes narrowed as her heartbeat became chaotic.    

"I'll let you have nothing more to say."    

Lu Yiyao pressed down with his palm, tightly wrapping his hand. The temperature of the palm grew higher and higher.    

"Come here and lie down with me for a while."    

Lin Ange lowered her head, her gaze landing on his left abdomen. Although he was wearing a hospital gown but the white bandage was faintly visible. Hearing him say such dishonest words, she shot a glance at him and scolded him.    

"Lu Yiyao, what nonsense are you talking about?"    

"Just for a moment …"    

Lu Yiyao begged in a low voice, like a spoiled child.    

"No."    

The sickbed was very spacious, but he had only walked through the gates of hell once. If he was not careful with the wound, he might have bled.    

Lin Ange rejected without hesitation.    

"Just for a moment …"    

Lu Yiyao's burning gaze was unbearable.    

Lin Ange turned her head away and said lightly.    

"Lu Yiyao, be quiet …"    

"I miss you. "I really want to."    

Lu Yiyao's pupils constricted and his face was covered with anticipation.    

His headless words caused Lin Ange to instantly fall into a great panic. Her already disorderly heartbeat had now become a complete mess.    

He found the situation even more unbearable.    

Lowering her eyes to look at him, she bit her lower lip, and her red lips rippled even more.    

"Then quiet down and don't move."    

"Yes."    

Lu Yiyao's eyes flashed and a happy smile appeared on his face.    

Lin Ange took off her shoes and lay down on his right. If he stuck to the edge of the bed, he would fall down if he was not careful. She was afraid to touch him.    

"Come here."    

Lu Yiyao tilted his head, with a gentle light in his eyes.    

Lin Ange moved slightly towards her.    

"A bit more."    

"…"    

Lin Ange tilted her head and glared at him.    

"Come here."    

Lu Yiyao reached out his hand and grabbed her small hand, trying to pull her over.    

"Don't move."    

Afraid that it would affect his wounds, Lin Ange hurriedly stopped him.    

"Then come here."    

Lu Yiyao added a hint of 'threat' to his tone.    

Lin Ange could only carefully move closer to him.    

There was still a distance between the two of them.    

"Come closer, next to me."    

Lu Yiyao's unfathomable eyes were filled with gentleness. His large palm exerted force again …    

"Lu Yiyao, don't pull me."    

Lin Ange said angrily. Lu Yiyao didn't listen to her advice.    

"Chi!"    

He could not help but snort when he felt the force of the tear.    

"I already told you not to move, why didn't you listen?"    

Upon seeing this, anger was written all over Lin Ange's pretty face as she scolded him in a low voice.    

"I'm cold."    

Lu Yiyao smirked, as he sounded a bit wronged.    

"Are you cold?"    

Lin Ange was stunned for a moment.    

Is it cold? She couldn't feel it in her short sleeves. He had probably only just finished the operation, so his perception was different from a normal person's.    

Ye Zichen spoke up as a conditioned reflex.    

"I'll call the doctor."    

"Just hug him."    

Lu Yiyao said lightly as he clenched his big hands.    

Lin Ange's delicate eyebrows knitted together, the anger on her face deepened, and her heart heaved up and down violently.    

She really suspected that Lu Yiyao seemed to have the wrong nerves after the operation.    

He was going to kiss her and hug her. Was he going to lift her up later?    

"Nope."    

Lin Ange had a tough attitude.    

"Wife, I'm cold."    

"Lu Yiyao, who are you calling?"    

"Is there a third person here?" Lu Yiyao raised his eyebrows.    

"Lu Yiyao, let go of me, I'm going down."    

"Too late."    

"You …"    

Lin Ange saw this man's scoundrel once again, and she wished she could give him a kick or two. He tried his best to convince himself.    

Hold back, hold back, don't lower yourself to a patient.    

He restrained himself from kicking him after he recovered.    

"Wife, I'm cold."    

Lu Yiyao opened his mouth again and his lips seemed to have turned a little white.    

Suppressing her anger, Lin Ange leaned close to him.    

"Hold me."    

"Lu Yiyao, don't push your luck."    

Lin Ange turned her head to the side and looked at the face that was almost within her reach, giving a stern warning.    

"Cold …"    

It was the first time that the aloof President Lu had a bit of 'humility'.    

"Wife, hug."    

Lin Ange said impatiently. Okay, okay. Hug! Is hugging enough? "    

"Yes."    0

The corner of Lu Yiyao's mouth twitched and a proud smile appeared in the bottom of his eyes.    

Lin Ange carefully turned her body to the side and leaned her head against his shoulder.    

Breathing in and out.    

He was emotionally moved.    

Lu Yiyao couldn't help but raise his head slightly as he looked at Lin Ange's jelly-like lips.    

His sharp lips landed on her cheek, burning.    

Her face was hot.    

"Lu Yiyao, you …"    

Lin Ange nearly had a heart attack when she saw how restless he was.    

"If you move anymore, I'll really go down."    

The stern warning eventually worked.    

Lu Yiyao was lying down obediently and didn't move anymore.    

After a while, however, he made an even more excessive request.    

"Lin Ange, sing for me?"    

"Hmm?" Lin Ange frowned and said angrily. "Lu Yiyao, tell me to get up."    

"Just lie down and sing."    

Lu Yiyao curled his lips and said faintly.    

"You …"    

Lin Ange's face flushed red. She bit her lips, pressed down her brows, and said in a displeased tone.    

"I'm going to look for Gu Nianshi. How did he operate on you?! How can you turn a perfectly fine person into a 'retarded' person?! "    

"Retarded?"    

Lu Yiyao furrowed his brows and squinted his dark eyes. He was angry and amused at the same time.