Chapter 391 Yan’an Cp Countdown (1)

Tang Moer's fair eyes gradually turned red, and she bit her moist lower lip with her fine white teeth. She held back her tears. In such difficult and sad days, they all must be strong and brave.

After gathering his emotions, Tang Moer raised his hand and knocked on the door, "An'an, it's me."

Soon a soft voice like an oriole sounded from inside, "Sister-in-law, come in."

Tang Moer pushed open the door and walked in, "An'an, I made some chicken soup for you. You can drink some while it's hot."

An An returned to the bed, she curled her lips and said, "Sister-in-law, let's leave it for now. I'll drink it later when I'm hungry."

An'an has been very obedient in the past few months. She listens to the doctor's instructions and takes medicines, injections and meals, although she often vomits them after taking them.

"Sister-in-law," An An took Tang Mo'er's soft little hand, "Can you listen to the baby's voice for me?"

"OK."

An An lowered her delicate body and pressed her little face against Tang Moer's round belly. At this time, the baby inside moved.

"Ah, sister-in-law, the baby is greeting me." An An's ice-like eyes were bright and translucent, and her little flower-like mouth had a sweet smile. She was very happy.

Tang Mo'er stroked An An's soft hair and nodded vigorously, "Well, the baby likes your little aunt very much and wants to come out to meet you as soon as possible!"

An An smiled with a crooked eyebrow and said softly, "I will definitely see the baby!"

After saying that, An An hugged Tang Mo'er's waist and closed her eyes. Her sister-in-law's body was fragrant, soft, warm, and smelled like her mother. She liked it very much.

Tang Moer's fair eyes were a little red. She gently touched An An's hair, "An An, do you want to see... Master Yan?"

An An's slender feathers, like butterfly wings, suddenly trembled. A few seconds later, she buried her little face in Tang Mo'er's belly, and hot tears fell from her eyes.

She hadn't seen him for a long, long time.

Maybe we'll never see him again.

Her life was gradually withering in this cold hospital. Every dark night, she opened her eyes and waited for the arrival of dawn. Loneliness and longing drowned her like a tide, but she could do nothing and was powerless.

…

Tang Mo'er left the ward. She leaned against the wall and stretched out her little hand to cover her lips. Seeing An An like this, she was still very sad.

At this time, there was a steady sound of footsteps, someone was coming.

Tang Mo'er looked up and saw that Gu Mohan was here. Today he was wearing a clean white shirt and black trousers. He was elegant and dignified. There were several doctors following him.

Tang Mo'er sniffed her red nose and wiped away the tears on her face indiscriminately.

Gu Mohan whispered something, and the doctors turned and left.

In the corridor, he looked at her. Seven months pregnant, her belly was already very big, but her limbs were still slender and her skin was supple. Now there were a few crystal tears hanging on her soft little face, and her clear eyes were She looked at him with wet eyes, making him look weak.

He stretched out his long legs and walked over, then stretched out his rough fingertips to wipe the tears on her little face, "Why are you crying?"

This woman gave birth to his child and stayed by his side during difficult moments like An An's. Gu Mohan's low and hoarse voice overflowed with soft doting.

Tang Moer turned her face aside and didn't let him touch her.

Gu Mohan's fingers were frozen in the air. Their relationship had stagnated since Miao Jiang came back.

"I'm going to see An An." He turned and entered the ward.

But then a soft and hoarse voice came from behind, "Can...can you let An An meet Lu Yan?"

Gu Mohan stopped and turned to look at Tang Moer.

Tang Moer looked at him with tearful eyes, "An An misses Lu Yan very much."

Gu Mohan pursed his thin lips and said, "An An's current physical condition cannot leave the hospital, and Lu Yan is still in jail..."

"Yes, An An cannot leave the hospital now, but has An An gotten better? No."

Tang Mo'er choked up and continued, "An'an saw our efforts, so she didn't give up. She has always been obedient, but she is lonely. What she really wants is not these. The doctor asked us to prepare for the worst, maybe An An will not be able to be rescued next time, which is unfair to An An and unfair to Lu Yan."

As she spoke, she stretched out her delicate white hands and grabbed the sleeves of his shirt, "Gu Mohan, please."

She was begging him.

The woman's densely combed feathers were stained with tears, and they were trembling and pitiful. Because of her crying, her shiny shoulders were trembling, and she felt so sad and helpless.

Gu Mohan felt a sudden pain in his heart. He took two steps forward, stretched out his strong arms and hugged her directly. His soft thin lips pressed against her hair and kissed her hard, "Mo'er, don't cry. My heart is crying and hurting...I promise you, I will listen to you in everything..."

…

Rolls-Royce Phantom.

An An put down the small mirror in her hand, "Sister-in-law, I put on a little blush, does it look good?"

Her face was too pale, and she didn't want Lu Yan to see her sick and haggard look, so she put on a little blush.

She was going to see Lu Yan.

Tang Mo'er held An An's soft and cold little hand, "An An, you are very beautiful like this."

An An's ice-like eyes were sparkling with sparkles, and her smile was sweet. She raised her eyes and looked at the man in the driver's seat, "Brother, thank you."

Gu Mohan was driving, his big knuckled hands pressed on the steering wheel. The sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up, revealing the expensive watch on his strong wrist. He glanced at the two women in the back seat through the rearview mirror. , said nothing.

…

in prison.

An An was waiting, and soon a series of powerful footsteps sounded in her ears. Lu Yan was here.

An'an's head jumped, and she quickly looked at the man through the glass.

Lu Yan was wearing a black vest and black trousers. We hadn't seen him for four months. He seemed to be a little stronger. His arms were exposed to the air. His shoulders were thick, his muscles were strong, his waistline was tight, and he looked like a man. Male power.

He didn't change much, except that there was more stubble on his face. His brown eyes fell deeply, sharply and brightly on her little face through the glass window.

When their eyes met, An An's fair eyes quickly turned red. She hadn't seen him for a long time and missed him so much.

Lu Yan sat over and she saw his overly cold and masculine facial features. Although he had a beard on his face, he was still handsome.

She stretched out her white and tender hands and picked up the phone, her little mouth curled up sweetly, and she smiled at him with tears in her eyes, "Lu Yan, how are you?"