An Ran took a gulp of saliva, swallowed it abruptly, and looked up at the man with an aggrieved expression, "What?"
Mu Xingfeng rubbed his forehead speechlessly. This guy, although she was looking at him, compared to her previous disdain, he sowhat doubted that his little wife only liked his face.
Mu Xingfeng stepped closer and t her eyes, asking solemnly, "Wife, tell , do you only like your husband’s face?"
An Ran was startled by his serious expression. Hearing his question, she revealed a sly smile and reached out with her small hand to touch his clean and smooth handso face, "You just realized?"
Mu Xingfeng kicked off his shoes and crawled over, "You naughty girl."
In this mont, Mu Xingfeng truly felt that his little girl was by his side, able to talk and laugh with him, able to act spoiled and pampered. His heart was pounding fiercely; no one knew how he endured these past four days.
Fortunately, she woke up.
At this mont, he only wanted to comfort each other, to soothe one another.
If it weren’t for her health, he would have preferred to express his love for her in the most direct way.
An Ran felt the sa way. That mont she fell into the water, she truly thought she would never see Mu Xingfeng again. He was the only person in this world she cared about.
Now, being able to hold his strong and tall body again made her feel like she owned the whole world.
"Instructor Mu~" Her soft and tender voice carried a hint of bashfulness.
"Yes, call husband."
"Husband~"
"Yes, husband is here..."
Mu Xingfeng responded in a hoarse and low voice, the soft tender voice mixed with the man’s sexy deep tones transford into the most beautiful lody of the night, filling the air in the hospital room with pink bubbles.
...
A good night’s sleep.
Just at dawn, Mu Wanxin and Shen Wenxuan arrived at the hospital room.
Due to work needs, Mu Zhenzong and his wife had returned to the Imperial City, leaving Mu Wanxin to help take care of An Ran. Shen Wenxuan also stayed behind, as he wanted to wait for An Ran to wake up.
Early this morning, they received a call from the hospital informing them that An Ran had woken up. The couple imdiately packed up and rushed over.
Seeing the two sleeping together on the hospital bed, Mu Wanxin’s eyes reddened.
During these four days An Ran was in a coma, her little brother was like a soulless puppet, colder and more indifferent than ever. She knew that if An Ran never woke up, her little brother would accompany her in death, with An Ran truly sleeping and her brother’s soul following her.
Mu Wanxin was about to place her hand on the doorknob when Shen Wenxuan stopped her, "Xingfeng hasn’t rested for days and nights. Let’s go in later."
At this mont, footsteps echoed from the other end of the hallway.
"Brother Wenxuan, Sister Wanxin, why aren’t you going in? I heard little sister-in-law has woken up?" Lin Junyang also received the call from the hospital early in the morning and hurried over, only to find others had arrived before him.
Mu Wanxin glanced at the hospital room. Evidently, the noise outside had awakened Mu Xingfeng; he was looking back.
Seeing him in good spirits, almost as if reborn, Mu Wanxin breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the door, and walked in, quietly placing the food box on the table.
Her little brother was awake, An Ran was still asleep. Her sister-in-law had suffered greatly this ti; good rest was essential for quick recovery.
Just as she turned her head, she exclaid in surprise, "Little brother, you... you..."
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