Childish Flower

13

Mu Jin had lost consciousness before the ambulance arrived. When he opened his eyes soberly, the afternoon sun just shined through the window into the dim sight, and kissed his eyelids with warmth.

    In front of me is the white ceiling above my head, and my body is covered with a faintly medicinal quilt. On the wall is an unknown master painting. On a low table beside it, fresh flowers bloom in the direction of the sun, and a bottle rack stands upright beside it Slowly send the transparent liquid medicine to his body.

    Subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his lower abdomen, the still slightly bulging touch calmed his panic.

    Fortunately... the child is still safe...

    the heart is gradually calming down. The high-level ward is terribly quiet. He rolled over boredly on the bed, then retracted into the bed and planned to continue sleeping.

    With a "squeak", the door was pushed open. Mu Jin turned over and saw someone she didn't know. He should be a caregiver by looking at his clothes.

    It's not the person he's looking forward to in my heart.

    Also, that person shouldn't even want to see him now, how could he appear here.

    Holding on to the soft pillow, he turned sideways and retracted into the bed, continuing to pretend silkworm pupae, ignoring the outside world.

    After recuperating in the hospital for a few days, Mu Jin was taken back to Mu's house.

    Almost three months of pregnancy still made him feel unbearable. His waist was sore every day. Although his nausea had improved, he was not small, and his appetite was not very good.

    Without the comfort of Alpha pheromone, it really made him feel a lot harder.

    he live a muddle-headed life every day, most of the world is lying on the bed, and when my spirit is better, he will sit in the yard in a daze, and he don't know where my thoughts are floating.

    It has been a week since that incident. Gao Tianchen must have known that he was in the Mu's house, but he had never visited him once.

    You don’t need to endure the smoke and smoke to cook for people, and you don’t need to stay sleepy and wait for someone to go home every day. Isn't it a very good day?

    Mu Jin comforted herself bitterly, but there was a burst of sadness in her heart.

    Even if he treats himself like this, he still can't let him go...

    he's so unbelievable, there are countless outstanding Alphas in the world, why can't I do without him...

There was a ,feeling of grievance in his heart, and Mu Jin childishly stretched out his hand and thumped lightly. With a soft pillow in his arms, wrapped in a heavy quilt, thinking wildly.

    he didn’t know if Aunt Chen has taken good care of the Maimang. It can pick up its mouth. It never eats food that is not prepared by herself. Has the hair been sent to the pet shop for repair? Don't be a big hairy ball when you go back.

    And he...every day work is very heavy and stressful. He always sleeps so late and is not good for the body at all...

    Why does he think of that person again? Mu Jin shook his head vigorously, as if this could help Gao Tianchen It's the same as throwing away from the chaotic mind.

    Pull up the quilt and cover yourself tightly, so as to comfort yourself, stop thinking about it and get some sleep.

    There was a faint sound from outside the window, like the roar of a car, screaming through the silent night, passing into the ears of Mu Jin who was half-dreaming and half-awake.