Good Morning, Mr. President!

Chi Weiyang didn't want to think about those sad things either. He just murmured "um" and got up from his leg.

Looking back at him, "You don't really plan to sit here all the time?"

"I have that intention."

Oops.

Being watched actively and passively are two different things. Although they hadn't watched less before, but ... she felt a little embarrassed.

When I woke up, I didn't even know what my body line was, but what it looks like now. Is the skin not as shiny as before? Will it be more relaxed than before? No way, women are born to be beautiful animals, and these things can't be ignored.

Knowing that she was embarrassed, Fu Yichen didn't really insist on sitting down, got up, and walked to the door. Take it to the door and look back at her, "I won't go anywhere, just stand at the door. If you need anything, or if you are not comfortable, just call me, you know? Don't lock the door."

Chi Weiyang was very warm, nodded emotionally, and assured him, he went out with confidence.

Through the frosted glass door, she could clearly see his long figure reflected on the glass, which was enough to reassure her. She was confused about how he had taken care of himself for the past six months. When visiting the neighbors in the afternoon, the neighbors also told her many small details, listening to her ears, but warming her heart.

Undressing is really a hard job for her. Especially to go behind to unbutton underwear.

This is an impossible task for her hands that are not yet free to move. I tried several times until my hands sprained, and my forehead was exuding a layer of sweat, and it was not released. Sighing in frustration, I felt like no other person.

"What's wrong?" Outside the door, she sighed, and someone didn't ignore it. But asked immediately.

"... It's okay." Chi Weiyang replied. After a while, he still couldn't hold back and had to ask for help. "Well ... can you come in and help me?"

Only then did the words fall, and the door was pushed open. As if waiting for this sentence, Fu Yichen has come a long way. She was embarrassed. "Will you be too fast."

She didn't even have time to put down her underwear. It happened to be embarrassing for him to see it.

"You're asking me for help, of course I have to be fast. Can't solve it?"

Ask knowingly.

Chi Weiyang said "um", turned around and turned his back to him. She also wore a shirt, and Fu Yichen's hand penetrated from the rear hem and slid from the bottom to the top. Her long fingers skillfully picked the buttons behind her, and her fingertips accidentally scratched her skin. Breathing a little harder.

He easily lifted the button off her, and then sulked, "I'll go out first, and if there's anything else, call me."

This time, instead of staying in it, she hurried out without even looking at her carefully. Chi Weiyang looked back, only to find him strange.

The door closed, Fu Yichen stood outside the door and could still feel the heat on his fingertips. It was like a flame from his fingertips to burn to his heart.

Further down ...

He had a stronger impulse than ever before.

Yes, she was not awake before, and every time he tried to move, he made him feel extremely guilty, so he always suppressed it as much as possible.

But now she was awake, and his desire followed. He thought, before long, he would feel overwhelmed!

………………………………

Chi Weiyang had no idea what kind of torture was being suffered by a man outside the door. She slowly unbuttoned her shirt, undressed, and stood naked in front of the mirror.

The wound on her body made her dizzy for a long time.

Apparently it was beautified--about, Fu Yichen also knew that she loved beauty, so she had called a beauty doctor in particular--but even so, the scars on her chest were still obvious.

Gaze, then slowly move down ...

Her gaze was against the tiny scar on her lower abdomen. The heart tightened.

Fingers touched the wound, and their fingertips were shaking. I remember having a whole child here, I just feel that my breathing is not smooth, it seems that I will suffocate and die next second.

child……

She and Yichen's child ...

This child, once, was so close to her, so close ... But in the end, everything came to nothing ...

"Weiyang?"

Fu Yichen was outside. He hadn't heard the sound of water for a long time and couldn't help but worry.

He called tentatively, but didn't hear anything. He knocked on the door, "Weiyang?"

Chi Weiyang was breathing heavily and wanted to respond to make him feel at ease. But the lips trembled, but there was no word.

The door, "Wow," was suddenly pushed away from the outside. She was startled, and forgot to cover herself for a while, just wiping the tears on her face indiscriminately.

Although she was holding her back to herself, through the mirror, Fu Yichen took all her looks into her eyes.

Her grief, her pain, are also tearing his heart.

He took a heavy breath and said nothing, but stepped forward and embraced her silently. This hug seemed to hit all the fragility in her heart in an instant, so that she could no longer control the emotions in her heart, and her tears suddenly fell like a broken pearl. Nothing can be controlled.

Fu Yichen turned her around and hugged her tightly.

Put her tearful face on her chest, "Cry, don't suppress yourself anymore ... the doctor said, you vent, it's better for you ..."

"Woohoo ..." She burst into tears, crying like a child who lost her baby.

Fu Yichen was afraid that she would catch a cold, and took a bath towel to wrap her around calmly. With the other hand, she patted her back gently, soothing. Thinking of children, he also had red eyes to varying degrees.

I don't know how long she cried, she was so tired that she twitched and couldn't stop. Fu Yichen was afraid that she couldn't stand her body. She hugged her out, wrapped her in a thin blanket, and put her on the bed. He knelt down on one knee. ... "

Coax her like a child. Holding her hand in her palm, "the eyes are crying like a walnut."

"... you, will you blame me?"

"It's really blame, you can only blame me." Fu Yichen kissed her hand.

"That man, how is it now?" She asked.

"Dead. The court originally sentenced the prison, but ... later it was gangsters on the street." No one knew whether he had committed suicide or committed suicide. Later the news said that he was mentally broken and committed suicide. However, no one is conclusive about the true or false.