Song Chengyi asked: "Do you want to see the petal rain in Ningling? Can I put petal rain in you?"

Then he picked up the petals and leaped high and spread them. The petals were floating on Ning Yue like rain.

At this time, Ning Yue in the small dark room happened to be very conscious, but she still couldn't move. Unexpectedly, when Chengyi was still so childish, she wanted to control her body and move, but she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand. She used all her strength to raise the corners of her mouth slightly, smiled, her eyes turned black, and she fell into a deep coma again.

And this smile happened to be seen by Song Chengyi.

Song Chengyi held her shoulders with a look of surprise: "Ling Ning, you laughed, you laughed, you looked at me, have you met me?"

But soon, the ignorant look on her face returned to her previous face, but Song Chengyi was very sure that what she saw just now was real, and Ning Ning really smiled at him.

"Lingling, do you like these petals, right? Then I'll give you petal rain, okay?"

However, no matter how many petals Song Chengyi sprinkled, she couldn't react.

Song Chengyi was a little disappointed, but soon felt relieved: "It doesn't matter. At the beginning, you fell asleep every day, and then slowly your work and rest time became normal. Then, you will smile at me today. At least, we are getting better step by step, which is already very good. No matter how long, I will wait for you, wait for you to smile at me sweetly, and lie in my arms and act coquettishly."

After saying that, he sat side by side with her, gently hugged her, and let her little head rest on his shoulder.

Song Chengyi looked at the river and wanted to sing a song for her, but he thought about all the songs he could sing. In addition to military songs, it was also military songs. He roared passionately, but found that it was not in line with the current atmosphere! The birds on the trees opposite were frightened by him and flew up with their wings.

No, no, no, no, no military songs.

Love song? But he doesn't know, by the way, Ningning taught him a piano piece before, so: "A flash of shines and a sparkle, and the sky is full of little stars..."

After the song, Song Chengyi looked at the girl sitting next to him: "Lingling, are you thirsty, is it okay to drink some water?"

Song Chengyi took the military kettle beside him, fed his wife a little, and took a few sips himself. Singing was so tiring, and his throat was dry.

The breeze blew, stirring up Ning Yue's hair to fly mischievously, and a small strand stuck to the corner of her mouth. Song Chengyi raised his hand and walked behind her ears. Then he stared at the pink pouty lips and swallowed: "Ling Ning, can I kiss you?"

It has been almost two months since Song Chengyi was injured and Ning Yue miscarried. Although Song Chengyi held her to sleep and bathed and dressed her every day, he didn't take the opportunity to do anything to her.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but that he is afraid that he will scare her, and that he will not control his strength and hurt her.

My mother-in-law said that if you can recover in one month, everything will return to normal in forty-nine days. Calculate the days, it has been more than fifty days now.

The lover's eyes showed Xi Shi. Even though Ning Yue didn't know anything, she just looked at him with her little head tilted. Song Chengyi also thought she was very, very cute.

She didn't say anything, Song Chengyi smiled: "If you don't answer, I'll just pretend you agree."
Chapter completed!