Jin Weimo's tall figure stood forcefully in front of Yan Xiangnuan.
Not only that, he deliberately made room for himself and tightly protected Yan Xiangnuan's belly.
He didn't look like a person who lacked two souls at all.
Yan Xiangnuan raised her head slightly and looked at the back of Jin Weimo's head.
When she saw him turning around and gently protecting Yan Xiangnuan out of the elevator, her eyes immediately turned red when she saw that even though he was only five years old, he still instinctively protected her. .
How could she be loved by Jin Weimo in this life?
In the past, Yan Xiangnuan didn't actually know how deeply Jin Weimo had feelings for her.
Jin Weimo was not the kind of person to talk sweet words, nor was he the kind of man to express his feelings very well.
Sometimes, Yan Xiangnuan was even a little unsure about the relationship between them.
Even Yan Xiangnuan himself sometimes can't figure out his feelings for Jin Weimo, because love is something that can't be seen or touched, but it actually exists.
You need to use your heart to experience the sweet taste of it, but This moment, all this time Yan Xiangnuan, who was not sure yet, was very sure.
When he saw Jin Weimo protecting her sincerely and getting injured by that person accidentally bumping into her, his handsome brows suddenly furrowed.
It hurt, but he endured it without saying a word.
"Does it hurt?
Did you hit me?"
Yan Xiangnuan and Jin Weimo walked out hand in hand.
When they reached an open space, they immediately asked worriedly.
"It hurts."
When Jin Weimo heard Yan Xiangnuan's concern and inquiry, he confided his grievances like a child.
Although he instinctively protected Yan Xiangnuan, it hurt, so he didn't endure it and looked at it with aggrieved eyes.
Yan Xiangnuan took Yan Xiangnuan's hand to touch the lower back where he had just been hit, and motioned for Yan Xiangnuan to rub it.
There was no sense of violation in his pouted look.
"Be good."
Yan Xiangnuan's comforting words blurted out.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the tall Jin Weimo, and his heart softened.
Yan Xiangnuan thought that no matter whether she was poor or rich, whether she was born, old, sick or dead, no matter whether Jin Weimo would always have the mental age of only five years old, she would love him until death.
Because she found that this man, even if he was five years old, still loved her very much.
He didn't know how to express love, but his body could always protect her clearly.
It was his body's instinct.
This kind of love is called love.
"Rub it."
Jin Weimo pouted slightly and acted coquettishly.
He obviously has a tall voice, he is obviously a grown man, and it should be disgusting to do this coquettish gesture of pouting, but it is not the case, Jin Weimo acts like a natural.
"Okay."
Yan Xiangnuan stood there with a smile, gently rubbing Jin Weimo's lower back with his soft hands.
He didn't ask until his frown relaxed slightly, "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
Jin Weimo smiled and shook his head.
Yan Xiangnuan looked at Jin Weimo, who was smiling more than before, and knew that he seemed to be easily satisfied.
"Let's go then.
We're going home."
Yan Xiangnuan stretched out his right hand slightly.
Jin Weimo knew that Yan Xiangnuan wanted to hold hands with him, so he immediately put his hand into Yan Xiangnuan's hand with a smile.
After feeling the softness in his hand, Jin Weimo stepped forward with his head held high and stood next to Yan Xiangnuan.
Where Xiang Nuan couldn't see, his ears were slightly red, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
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Yan Xiangnuan didn't go home for several days because Jin Weimo was hospitalized for examination.
When he walked in the door, he saw a black kitten strolling about to jump into Yan Xiangnuan's arms.
"Bad kitten."
Jin Weimo hummed and seemed unhappy.
He reached out and grabbed the black kitten, and turned the kitten upside down and shook it back and forth with ferocious movements. "" Yan Xiangnuan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jin Weimo for a long time.
Jin Weimo now has the mental age of a five-year-old child, but he has the body of a man in his thirties, and the strength of a soldier.
He is very destructive, but he has no idea that his actions in grabbing the kitten are harmful.
How cruel he was, and he didn't know how powerful his movements were when he casually picked up the kitten's front paws and shook the kitten, almost knocking it out.
"Wei Mo, let it go first."
Yan Xiangnuan reached out and patted Jin Weimo's strong arm.
Although she didn't like the kitten getting too close to her, out of her instinct to protect her children, she was a pregnant woman, and pregnant women should stay away from cats and dogs.
But she had been in the hospital for the past few days, so she naturally didn't expect that the kitten would actually live at home.
After not seeing it for a few days, it became much more energetic from the initial injury, and when she saw the little kitten again Cat, the inexplicable weird feeling in Yan Xiangnuan's heart also came up.
Especially when he saw Jin Weimo carrying the cat, the feeling was particularly strong, but Yan Xiangnuan didn't think about the reason for this feeling.
"Meow."
Because of being brutally tortured by Jin Weimo, the little black cat could only call helplessly, its voice still milky.
After all, the little black cat was very small.
Judging from its small body, it was probably not long after it was born.
It was injured again.
The gauze on the right front paw was just removed, and it was brutally abused by Jin Weimo.
"Okay."
Jin Weimo listened to Yan Xiangnuan's words very much, almost as if he was willing to agree to whatever Yan Xiangnuan said, so he immediately let go of the kitten.
He was about 1.8 meters tall and was holding the kitten in mid-air.
When Yan Xiangnuan asked him to put it down, Jin Weimo simply let go of his hand.
The casual gesture made Yan Xiangnuan's heart tremble, as he was afraid of being so tall.
The distance broke the kitten, but the small The cat was quite clever.
It fluttered its limbs in the air.
Although it made a sound when it finally landed, it was fine.
Then it slipped away obediently, but when it slipped away, it stared at Yan Yan pitifully.
Stay warm for a long time.
Yan Xiangnuan looked away in confusion and looked at Jin Weimo, while Jin Weimo looked at Yan Xiangnuan with an expression asking for praise.
"Are you hungry?"
Yan Xiangnuan looked at Jin Weimo funny.
"Hungry."
Jin Weimo said little.
When he said he was hungry, he unconsciously wrinkled his straight nose.
"Then I'll cook some noodles for you."
Yan Xiangnuan took Jin Weimo's hand with a doting tone and expression.
"Yes."
Jin Weimo nodded with satisfaction.
Yan Xiangnuan didn't know why.
Seeing Jin Weimo's innocent expression, he felt overflowing with motherly love.
He wished he could pamper Jin Weimo as if he were a five-year-old child, for fear that he would be unhappy.
Afraid that he would be uncomfortable, afraid that he would be hungry, afraid that he would be thirsty.
"Young Mistress, let me do it."
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Aunt Song was worried.
Yan Xiangnuan came into the kitchen with a big belly and wanted to help cook.
"It's okay, I'll do it myself."
Yan Xiangnuan prepared to cook noodles for Jin Weimo.
"This" Aunt Song was worried.
She looked at Jin Weimo and then at Yan Xiangnuan, and then couldn't help but blush.
"Aunt Song, please go and do your business."
Yan Xiangnuan smiled and pushed Aunt Song out of the kitchen.
"Yeah."
Jin Weimo followed Yan Xiangnuan like a follower.
When he saw Yan Xiangnuan chasing Aunt Song, he immediately nodded in agreement. aa2705221: