Chapter four hundred and sixty seventh weird morning
Her expression is so cold.
The tone is even colder.
Song Sanxi could only smile and understand her little mood.
Maybe it’s because of Weiwei!
He could only laugh and say: "I spend time with Mr. Han in the morning and treat people and make medicine in the evening. It does waste a lot of time..."
"In your eyes, there is only Mr. Han and the patient. Where is Weiwei? Where is our mother and son?"
With that said, he cautiously turned over.
The graceful back faced Song Sanxi.
Song Sanxi shook her head, her emotions during pregnancy really change at a moment’s notice!
He had no choice but to explain and comfort her to calm down her anger.
After all, he had an attitude, was sincere, and talked about the stakes.
Mr. Han's relationship can reach Yanjing and reach heaven and listen.
And Mei Yuzhen is a big boss in the province and has cancer, which can also trigger her sympathy.
She finally sighed: "Our Sanxi family is really powerful now. We have all kinds of connections. Okay, okay, go ahead, take a bath and rest."
Song Sanxi, as if he had received an amnesty, hurriedly went to take a bath.
After coming back, ha!
She was already holding her belly and fell asleep peacefully.
He felt inexplicably relaxed.
It doesn't seem right to want to leave.
So, I could only take the blanket from last night and wrap myself up.
Just like last night, hold her and close your eyes.
In her sleep, she subconsciously leaned towards him.
She shrank her body into his arms, put her arms around his neck, and fell asleep peacefully again.
Song Sanxi felt bitter inside.
A dark and delicate fragrance.
Delicate skin...
Men, for this reason, live too much!
I could only hold her and gently hold her belly.
Weiwei, there has been no fetal movement for a long time. Let’s rest.
He has very sensitive senses and can feel the strong beating of the fetal heart.
That feeling, that of blood connection, is particularly heartbreaking.
It was as if this child had become one with his life and could no longer be separated.
It's just that he is a little nervous about future arrangements.
However, he did not panic and took his time to make arrangements!
At 5:30 in the morning, when his biological clock woke him up, he opened his eyes and saw, ugh!
At some point, she gave up her blanket and crawled into his arms.
Nestled in his arms, I slept so sweetly and peacefully.
There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
But he stood up to Weiwei.
Unconsciously, I moved slightly, trying to get out.
Unexpectedly, she woke up.
He reached out and caught him.
Song San was so happy that he was so frightened that he almost jumped up.
But, he was caught hard.
"Hey, this is not good, it will hurt the child."
"fine……"
She buried her head in his heart, deeply.
Her little hands...
All right……
Yes!
"Hey, you..."
Song Sanxi wanted to say something, but she pinched him and whispered: "Shut up! Otherwise, I will be angry..."
Song Sanxi was so depressed that she could only shut up.
A dignified godfather is no match for a pregnant woman.
This morning, things got a little weird...
After six o'clock, Song Sanxi still left.
She blushed and felt a little tired.
There was a dense layer of sweat on his body.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Calm down your excited heartbeat.
There seemed to be a ball of fire in his hand, strong and huge.
There seemed to be some residual warmth from him on her lips.
The brain is blank.
But tears still flowed down...
She knew that some things shouldn't be done.
But, I can't control my emotions.
It seems that this outstanding man is indeed too powerful to resist.
The hatred and complaints that I had had all turned into nothing.
What he has paid and made up for is enough.
What a pity...
Song Sanxi left the hospital as if running away.
Driving the car, I felt a little dizzy.
Last night, Wang Xia almost "smashed" the bones and flesh together. At this time, there seemed to be a gentle little hand, soothing the pain.
Not one, but a pair!
On the lips, there seems to be the aftertaste of beauty's lips.
Gloomy, faintly sweet...
Thinking back on everything, it seemed like sin.
But it seems beautiful.
Once, when the scumbag was crazy, he treated her like that, and she tolerated it.
But now, when there is warmth, it is nothing more than that.
It's a pity, but also seems to be a blessing.
In short, there are so many things that are hard to forget...
Return to Mr. Han’s residence and prepare breakfast.
The two men, as well as Han Fafa, ate together.
Mr. Han also asked about Yuzhen's birthday last night. Was she still happy?
Song Sanxi explained the specific situation and thought it was pretty good. Her medicine was also prescribed. As long as she was active and cheered up, there would be no problem. After taking the medicine for 49 days, she would check again and she would know the effect.
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Mr. Han said he was very satisfied.
The guy Han found next to him seemed to have his heart hanging up and down again. But it was unbelievable. Cancer can also be cured?
Song Sanxi knew there was an article in it, but he didn't ask in depth.
It is the principle of the Hidden Godfather not to touch other people's privacy unless necessary.
After dinner, Mr. Han said: Little Song Zaizai, let’s go and accompany grandpa to the mountains for hunting in the morning!
Han Fafa was even depressed, "Dad, please stop messing around, okay? Hunting in the mountains is very risky!"
Old Han's eyes widened, "What's the matter? Do you dislike your old bones?"
"well……"
"Get ready! Today, go to the Great Wilderness Valley!"
"Ah?" Han Fafa said with sweat on his forehead, "Dad, that place is so dangerous, don't go there!"
"What are you afraid of? Just inform Shengchao and ask him to bring a small team over. Isn't that enough?"
When Han Fafa heard this, hey, he was happy.
His son Han Shengchao is a sharpshooter. If he brings a small team here and adds the security force here, it won't be a big problem to go to the Great Wilderness Valley.
So, he arranged to go.
Before leaving, he patted Song Sanxi on the shoulder and said, "Today, I want you to meet Mr. Han's son."
Song Sanxi knew it was Han Shengchao and smiled lightly, "The third uncle's son must be one of the best among men. Lucky, lucky!"
Mr. Han said instead: "Xiao Song, can you shoot?"
Song Sanxi really wanted to tell the truth, but she still said modestly: "I have practiced shooting, and I think it's okay."
Mr. Han nodded, "Then go hunting today and practice your marksmanship. Later, if we can hunt a few good ones, you can bring some back to Yuzhen. Oh, and in the hospital, your patients seem to be very important, too.
Take some with you. If you love your home, go back to Zhonghai and bring some mountain goods back with you."
"Okay, thank you Grandpa Han."
Han Fafa smiled and said, "Hey, Song Sanxi, can't you tell, you can also shoot? You can cook, practice medicine, fish, and shoot guns. You are an all-rounder in both civil and military affairs! Why don't you compete with my son today?"
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Mr. Han glared at him and said, "You son of a bitch, are you kidding me? Shengchao is a special team, and they only practice marksmanship. You call him a professional, but are you interested in an amateur like Xiao Song Zaizai?"
"Dad, it's just for fun! When the time comes, we'll decide who wins after giving up a few shots!"
When Mr. Han was about to say something else, Song Sanxi said calmly: "If Third Uncle wants to say that, then call me my brother who I have never met. Don't give in. It's more fair."
"Ha! You kid, you are so crazy! Okay, that's it! What will you say if you lose?" Han Fafa has seized the opportunity. He has to win back the loser, mainly because he can't afford to lose that person.