Meng Yunhan thought about her parents, "Okay." It had just been a few years in this life, but including her past life, it was decades.
That evening, Yun Hao kept asking Meng Yunhan if she was still in pain, to the point where she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"I'm not in pain anymore, go to sleep, you have to wake up early tomorrow." It seemed that she would need to get a bicycle ticket so he could ride faster, reaching the troops in half an hour, while walking would take over an hour.
"Let me blow on it for you. Go to sleep first, once you fall asleep, it probably won't hurt anymore." After Yun Hao finished talking, he began gently blowing on the swollen part of Meng Yunhan.
She was an adult, not a child anymore.
However, being treated like a child by her husband, showered with such · fondness · she gladly accepted it all.
"I'm really not in pain, Ahao, you're great."
Yun Hao couldn't help but feel somewhat amused hearing that.