Qiqi stayed in bed for more than a month and should go out to exercise her muscles and bones. However, just as she got up today, Mu Chu was afraid that she was still too weak, so she basically stayed in the dormitory most of the time.

But since she woke up, she had to go out for a walk more, otherwise her body would only become weaker and weaker.

Qiqi heard the sound of him lying down on the bench, but frowned and said in surprise: "Achu, what are you doing there?"

Mu Chu turned around and looked at her, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm just asleep here, guarding you at night, and not going anywhere."

Before he could come back to his senses from the new relationship between the two, Qiqi was different. After she knew that Mu Chu was her husband, she had really regarded him as her real husband. He was going to sleep on the chair tonight, but when she heard that she was reluctant.

She mumbled her thin lips and complained: "Are you not here to sleep with me? Why do you have to sleep so far? Is it more comfortable to sleep on a bench than in a bed?"

They were obviously husband and wife, why did they do this? She frowned and suddenly became a little panicked.

When Mu Chu suddenly came to his senses when he heard her words, sat up on the bench and stared at her, her heart sank for a while, and her suspicion became bigger and bigger.

"What do you think?" Seeing that something was wrong with her face, Mu Chu stood up and walked towards her, came to the bed and sat down, stretched out his hand to hold her little hand.

When Qiqi heard the sound, he quickly pulled his hand back when he touched his little hand. Her starry eyes turned slightly, and she had fallen into extreme anxiety.

"What's going on?" Mu Chu looked at her, and at this moment she couldn't see what she was thinking. After thinking about him, he said, "Are you blaming me for not coming to accompany you? Am I here?"

He reached out to hold her hand again, but Qiqi still took his hand back, stared in the direction of his face, bit his lip, and his face turned pale.

Mu Chu felt even more uneasy. This time he reached out to hold her shoulders, his voice sank, and a little anxious hidden in his low voice: "What's going on? Are you feeling uncomfortable in your body? Tell me quickly."

She didn't say anything, so he took her wrist, and this time she was not allowed to retreat. Her fingertips fell on the upper wrist pulse. Her pulse was still a little weak, but it was no different from a normal person.

At this time, my injury was already 70% or 80%. When her vitality recovered, she could fully recover, except for these eyes... When she thought of her eyes, she felt a little melancholy.

He suppressed all the emotions he shouldn't have, looked at her and asked, "Do you feel sick with your stomach? Do you still want to vomit?"

Qiqi shook his head and still bit his lip, just trying to pull his hand back and not speak.

Mu Chu was anxious, tightened her palm and held her hand tightly in his palm. He asked seriously: "What's going on? Tell me if you have any discomfort."

"I feel uncomfortable." She still wanted to pull her hand back from his palm, raised her face and met him. She asked seriously: "Achu, you are not my husband, aren't you?"

"Why do you think this way?" He tightened his heart, looked at her, and suddenly felt a little guilty: "Did you remember the past?"

"You are indeed not my husband." Qiqi pushed him again, but still couldn't push away his big palm. She said anxiously: "Since you are not my husband, why do you want to lie to me? Who is the child's father? Which bastard is to me..."

She turned her face away, her face pale, and a faint burst of tears appeared in her eyes: "Who did you do that to me and then abandon me? Who is it?"

"No one...no one abandons you." The word "abandon" made him feel harshly pulled. He pulled her hand over and pulled her towards himself, and his voice softened: "Why don't you believe me? Am I so unworthy of your trust? Or did I do something bad and make you angry?"

It turned out that she was not regaining her memory, but was just suspicious of him. A little bit of joy in her heart was overwhelmed by disappointment. But after the disappointment, another emotion that she couldn't explain lingered in her heart.

He still said softly: "Tell me where I'm not doing well, I'll change it."

"You're not bad." He's good at everything, but he's too distant to her, especially like the situation just now.

She turned her face away and didn't know how to tell him, she was so close to him, but why did she always feel that he was hiding something from her?

Mu Chu thought about it and finally realized: "You are blaming me for planning to spend the night on the bench just now, but are you here to accompany you?"

Qiqi bit his lip and began to struggle from his palm again, trying to pull his little hand back.

Mu Chu sighed lightly, stared at her face, stared for a while before whispering: "I'm afraid... I'll be unable to help but lie with you."

Unable to bear to see her continue to feel uneasy, he tightened his palm and decided to continue the lie: "You are now pregnant and your body is so weak again. If I force you to get close to you now, I am afraid that it will hurt our children."

Qiqi's face was completely red. Unexpectedly, this was the reason why he just came to sleep with him, which made her think...

She lowered her head for a while, but didn't know what to say to him. When he pulled herself into her arms, she raised her head from his arms and met him, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I... I was really a little scared just now."

"I know." He could feel her panic clearly. He patted her shoulder gently. He hesitated for a moment before he said firmly: "I'm just too careful, too afraid of not being able to control myself. Don't be afraid. If you are unhappy, I will come back to sleep with you."

"Who said I was unhappy?" After thinking about it, she seemed to feel that it was a bit inappropriate for her to say so. She grabbed his clothes and whispered: "I'm not...I don't mean that, actually..."

I couldn't continue talking. Is it embarrassing to discuss this kind of thing with him? How could a woman ask her husband to sleep with her?

But she really wanted to be with him. The surroundings were always dark and there was nothing to see. If she wasn't even by her side, she wouldn't feel his presence and she would feel a little panicked.

Mu Chu rubbed her head, her thin lips couldn't help but raise her thin lips slightly, and he said softly: "Stop thinking about it, I think I can still control it, I'll sleep with you."

Qiqi blushed, subconsciously rested in his arms, leaned towards him, and his cold little hands fell on his chest, warming his body temperature through his clothes.

She really liked the feeling of being snuggled with each other, but she was very sorry that she couldn't see his face clearly at this moment.

However, Achu could make her feel at ease, but this feeling was real. She thought she should have fallen in love with this feeling for a long time ago. With him, the impetuousness and anxiety in her heart would gradually fade away.

Mu Chu noticed that her little hands were extremely cold, almost subconsciously. He pulled open the clothes on his chest, put her little hands into his chest, and warmed her with his body temperature.

Qiqi blushed slightly, and wanted to stretch out his hands but couldn't help it. He just struggled for a moment and then placed his hands flat on his chest.

His body temperature made her feel warm again, her hands were warm, and even her heart warmed.

But, it seemed to be on his chest... "Are you injured?"

She looked up at him, and even if she couldn't see it, she was scared by the rough and terrifying scars on his chest.

He didn't remember it just now, and now he looked down and noticed the scratches on his chest.

The big palm wrapped her little hand around her and prevented her from touching her. He accumulated internal strength in his palm, warmed her hands with true energy, and said softly: "It's okay, many of his hearts were hurt before, and they were all healed."

"Let me see." She broke away from his big palm and groped in his chest.

It is impossible to see, but you can touch the shape of each scar.

That was not the scar from the past. Although the scars had been healed together, it was clearly injured not long ago.

"Is it...those who chased us hurt you?" she asked softly, feeling so distressed for the sadness in his chest.

"It's okay, it's over." He also wanted to pull her hand down to prevent his scars from scaring her, but she didn't want to, and insisted on letting her little hand gently stroke his chest.

She didn't know how much suffering he had suffered, and her eyes were like this. Not only could she not take care of him, but she kept dragging him down.

"It's okay to say it." That was the scar that I caught when the poison attacked this month. It had been eight days and had already scarred.

Seeing that her face was still dark, he said softly: "Don't think so much. The most important thing now is to raise a good body. When the summer and early autumn next year, I will give birth to a fat white son for me."

"Is my daughter not good?" Knowing that he didn't want to mention his injury, she had to suppress the discomfort in her heart and muttered red lips to change the topic: "My daughter is also your child, how can you be partial to it?"

"How could it be?" He naturally liked his daughter more, and he liked her more than his son. He was just afraid that he would not take good care of her, and that the woman would suffer in the future.

Brushing away the few strands of black hairs scattered on her face, he said, "If it were a daughter, she would be as beautiful as you."

She slapped her lips, coaxed her little face, and was silent.

After a while, she said again: "Achu, will we live here in the future?"

Mu Chu lowered his eyes and looked at her little face that had been getting thinner over the past few days. After looking at it for a while, he whispered: "No, I will leave soon, and wait for the New Year."

Seeing the anxiety flashing in her eyes, he said again: "Where do you want to go? What kind of life do you want to live?"

What kind of life... Qiqi thought about it seriously, thought for a while before shook his head and said, "I don't have any big ambitions, I just hope to live a peaceful life, and then..."

She bit her lip, a smile faintly spread from the corner of her lips, and then buried her face on his chest, like her little hand, pressed tightly against his chest: "It's enough to have you by your side."

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