Chapter 59: Her Concern

"Hmm, just pinch it gently, and you shout pain. Then why don't you shout pain when you put the knife into your chest?"

Leng Xiaoyao scolded him painfully, but his hand gently stroked the waist he had just pinched. Han Chenyu knew that she was feeling sorry for himself, so he immediately lowered his head and gave her a deep kiss in exchange for a serious protest by Leng Xiaoyao. This is outside the hospital, where people come and go. More importantly, my son is still nearby.

However, Han Chenyu also knew that the little demon was shy, so he quickly ended the kiss and whispered in her ear, "Wife, this is a reward for caring about me and loving me."

"You stinky hooligan, Xiaohao is still watching!"

Leng Xiaoyao glanced at Leng Tianhao with a guilty heart, but found that he had already disappeared.

"Huh? Where's Xiaohao?"

The cold demon looked around. After a while, where did he go?

"He has been invisible for a long time"

Han Chenyu's confidant's son is very sensible. He told him before that when he saw him making out with Mommy, he would obediently disappear. I didn't expect him to take the initiative and consciously implement it. Yes, this son has a future!

"Han Chenyu, what the hell did you say to your son? He is only five years old. What kind of messy ideas did you instill in him?

Leng Xiaoyao pouted his little red mouth, let go of Han Chenyu's arm, looked at Han Chenyu angrily, and protested loudly.

"I didn't say anything. I just said that he would consciously disappear when he saw Daddy and Mommy together. Don't worry, our son is very smart. He doesn't want me to teach him at all."

Han Chenyu smiled indifferently, and then put on a painful expression, "Wife, I'm in pain,"

"You deserve it!"

He said that he deserved it, but the cold little demon still stretched out his hand to hold him nervously, "What about Xiaohao? We don't know where he went."

"Don't worry, he will appear in a while"

Sure enough, Leng Tianhao, who was hiding in the distance, saw that his father and mother were no longer "intimate interaction", so he slowly walked to them.

As soon as Leng Xiaoyao saw him come back, he did not dare to ask him where he had gone just now, because if he was asked, he would definitely say that he left because he saw his husband kissing her. In this way, won't his sacred and great image as a mommy be shattered? Well, although she has no image in front of Xiaohao at all.

When he got home, Leng Xiaoyao helped Han Chenyu to lie down in the bedroom**, and kept telling him, "Don't work hard. You will hurt the wound. I'll bring you what you want. Also, you can't eat ginger, garlic and bean oil, you know?"

"I know, wife"

"Honey, I want you to stay with me"

When the cold demon who was helping him cover the quilt heard this, his hands trembled uncontrollably and said shyly, "Aren't I accompanying you now?"

"I want you to lie down next to me and chat with me."

Han Chenyu patted the empty position next to him and looked at the cold demon expectantly.

"No, I'm afraid of touching your wound, that won't work"

Leng Xiaoyao took a look at Han Chenyu and refused him after hesitating for a moment.

Although she also misses him and wants to snuggle with him and accompany him well, she knows that she can't be so selfish.

"Wife..."

Han Chenyu blinked his eyes, poor like an abandoned puppy.

"I won't accompany you until you get better, okay?"

The cold demon bent down and kissed him with a little water on his face.

"You said it, but you can't go back on your word!"

Han Chenyu immediately jumped up, but fell down again because of the wound.

"Hmm"

Leng Xiaoyao answered affirmatively, even if he knew that this man was beating Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

In the evening, after feeding Han Chenyu for dinner, she went to the living room to eat by herself. When she returned to the bedroom after dinner, she received Han Chenyu's expectant eyes.

"I... I'm going to wash up"

The cold demon couldn't bear such a look and fled into the bathroom.

Just as the cold demon was trying to calm down his accelerating heartbeat, Han Chenyu's painful voice came into his ears, "Wife, my wound hurts"

Leng Xiaoyao ran out without saying a word and saw that Han Chenyu really covered the wound in pain. His beautiful eyebrows were tight and he was moaning in pain.

"Husband, are you all right? How can it hurt?"

Leng Xiaoyao leaned over Han Chenyu and nervously checked his wound to see if there was any bleeding. In order to check his wound at any time, it took her a long time to learn to dress and check the wound.

"The pain of thinking about you"

Han Chenyu said affectionately.

"I miss you too"

Leng Xiaoyao knew that he was fine, so he sighed at ease.