"I'm going to Paris for about two days. Be good, okay?" Jin Beisen's big palm exerted force and pulled Zhou Manchun's body over. Zhou Manchun was in a passive state. When she was pulled by Jin Beisen, her body couldn't help but lean over.
The two were very close at the moment, but there was still a central armrest between them. Zhou Manchun's body leaned to one side, and her heart was beating fast.
Zhou Manchun felt like a little girl who had her first awakening of love at the moment. Although she and Jin Beisen had known each other for so long, every time he flirted with her, she would always be fascinated by him.
"Well, don't worry about me. Don't worry about me." Zhou Manchun nodded sensibly as if she had been drugged with ecstasy.
However, Jin Beisen had to be the one who had drugged her with the ecstasy.
"Don't miss me too much. I'll be back the day after tomorrow." As Jin Beisen spoke, his right hand had already clasped the back of Zhou Manchun's head.
Zhou Manchun laughed out loud. She thought, "How can there be a husband like Jin Beisen?" When the husband went on a business trip, which wife didn't miss? Only Jin Beisen said that she didn't need to miss him too much.
Seeing that she couldn't stop laughing, Jin Beisen's face changed slightly. He asked with a puzzled look, "What's wrong? What are you laughing at? "
Zhou Manchun curled her lips and said smoothly, "Nothing. I just want to laugh. When are you leaving?"
"I'll leave after I send you to the hospital." Jin Beisen's hand moved and gently covered Zhou Manchun's smooth and tender face. He liked to pinch her face the most. It was soft and felt great.
Zhou Manchun took the initiative to lean towards Jin Beisen. Her red lips moved, and the curve of her mouth became deeper and deeper. After a silly smile, she stretched out her slender arms, tightly wrapped them around Jin Beisen's neck, and then carefully kissed him.
Zhou Manchun just wanted to kiss Jin Beisen lightly, but Jin Beisen refused to give up. His kiss became deeper and deeper, like a greedy hunter who wanted to catch more prey.
After lingering with Jin Beisen for a while, Zhou Manchun opened her eyes. She saw people passing on both sides of the street from time to time. Zhou Manchun's face immediately turned red.
What was she and Jin Beisen doing here in broad daylight?
"Beisen, there's someone outside." Zhou Manchun reached out and pushed Jin Beisen away, and a red cloud appeared on both sides of her cheeks.
"If there's someone, then there's someone. You're my wife. Who dares to say anything?" Jin Beisen licked his lips and looked unsatisfied.
"But in broad daylight, it's really not good." Zhou Manchun pushed Jin Beisen away and said softly.
Jin Beisen used his hands to hold her face. His deep eyes revealed a doting look. Aiming at her red lips, he once again fiercely kissed them.
After lingering for a while, Zhou Manchun lay in Jin Beisen's arms, breathing steadily. Outside the car window, there was an endless stream of people coming and going. In a cafe on the street, a song "Why Not" was suddenly played. The relaxed and happy rhythm made Zhou Manchun instantly remember all the bits and pieces of her time with Jin Beisen.
"Singing this song for you doesn't have any style. It just means that I want to give you happiness … To toss and turn for you, to give up the world for you, why not …" Zhou Manchun couldn't help but hum along with the music. She hadn't been so relaxed in a long time.
Jin Beisen looked at Zhou Manchun lovingly, and there was a hidden smile in the corner of his eyes. He said slowly, "Why not give up the world for you?"
Zhou Manchun suddenly looked up at him, and her eyes fell on his handsome face. It was clearly a song, but Jin Beisen said it with a sense of infatuation.
"Then will you give up the world for me?" Zhou Manchun pursed her lips and smiled coquettishly.
"Of course, for you, not to mention giving up the world, I won't hesitate to betray the world." Jin Beisen slightly tilted his head to look at the woman in front of him who was like a little lazy cat. His eyes fell on her bright red lips, and his heart palpitated.
"Pretentious," Zhou Manchun was coaxed by Jin Beisen's sweet words, but what she said didn't mean.
"I know you like me like this." Jin Beisen hooked Zhou Manchun's chin with his slender fingers and slightly lifted her perfect jawline.
Jin Beisen stared at Zhou Manchun with his eyes as deep as the sea of stars. Zhou Manchun blushed and shyly avoided his eyes. "Well … Hurry up and drive me to the hospital. You can go to Paris as soon as possible."
Jin Beisen shrugged and chuckled. He let go of Zhou Manchun gracefully, but he curled his lips and said, "When I come back, you have to make it up to me."
"Honey, have a safe trip."
The light blue night was like a huge net. After Jin Beisen left, Zhou Manchun stood alone on the balcony, looking at the sky with empty and dull eyes. No one knew what she was thinking.
Recently, she had been really tired …
A gust of autumn wind blew, wantonly messing up Zhou Manchun's seaweed-like smooth hair. She tightened her cashmere shawl, and the knee-high boots on her feet were a little wrinkled. She bent down and straightened them, then turned around and entered the ward.
Yang Yiming was in the ward, with a nurse and two caregivers. From now on, Jin Yumo entered a state of intensive care. No matter where and when, he needed a doctor to accompany him.
Zhou Manchun was very grateful to Yang Yiming. Since Xiaomo was hospitalized, Yang Yiming had been very dedicated to studying Xiaomo's condition. Although there were no results, his kindness was unforgettable to Zhou Manchun.
"Doctor Yang, you should go home tonight. Xiaoqi is pregnant now, and she needs company the most." Zhou Manchun sat down and said gently. She had been through the same thing. Pregnant women were very sensitive during pregnancy, and she didn't want Jiang Jingqi to think too much.
"Xiaoqi knows I'm here, she won't think too much. You don't have to worry. Besides, it's already so late. If I go home, I'll only disturb her," Yang Yiming said calmly as he sat on the sofa with his hands in the pockets of his white coat.
Zhou Manchun really didn't know what to say. Because of Xiaomo's illness, many people's rhythm of life was affected by them, but they didn't complain. Thinking of this, Zhou Manchun's whole heart was warmed.
"Then … Okay, it's been hard on you." Zhou Manchun lowered her eyes. Under her thick and long eyelashes, there was an unconcealable guilt.
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