Chapter 932 Let's Go Home

The surrounding air seemed to be brewing with a dark chill.

Huo Shen's eyes stared at An Xiaowan without moving for a moment.

An Xiaowan subconsciously stood up, looked at him, her eyes moved slightly, and her eye circles were slightly red.

She took a deep breath, forced herself to suppress the strangeness in her heart, and the urge to rush up and cry and hug him, and stood there, her mind blank.

Don't, don't show it.

An Xiaowan took a deep breath and told herself to show her acting skills, but she still couldn't help the soreness in her throat.

"Huo Shen..." She murmured, breaking the silence.

Mr. Huo was afraid that she would say something else, so he squinted his eyes and walked up immediately, "Shen'er, why did you run out? You just woke up and your body is still weak, come with me to the room Lie down."

But Huo Shen still looked at An Xiaowan.

His eyes are straight.

An Xiaowan couldn't help biting her lower lip, and raised her eyes to meet his gaze hastily.

"Shen'er?" Mr. Huo frowned and spoke again.

But Huo Shen didn't look at Mr. Huo, he just pointed at An Xiaowan, suddenly stretched out a hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go home."

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma, his memory was still stuck in that night.

An Xiaowan misunderstood him and Ye Qingqing, and fell into the sea. Then, he experienced a gunfight.

He didn't even have time to explain to her.

Explaining herself was just using Ye Qingqing and had nothing to do with anything else.

Therefore, the deal she is negotiating with Mr. Huo at this moment should either have nothing to do with him, or it should be because of this misunderstanding. In her opinion, what he did hurt her heart, so...

Huo Shen closed his eyes, persistently moved in her direction, and stretched out his hand.

"An Xiaowan."

An Xiaowan's gaze stayed on his hand.

Those hands have always been so slender and beautiful, with graceful shape and well-defined joints. But at this moment, the backs of his hands were covered with pinholes and gauze.

He only wore a robe loosely, and the belt was only loosely tied.

Therefore, An Xiaowan could see that the wounds on her chest and abdomen, the gauzes were slowly oozing blood due to his walking around.

Mr. Huo's eyes darkened, and he looked at An Xiaowan.

She took a deep breath, restraining the impulse burning all over her body, as well as the tears and weakness welling up in her eyes. But the fingertips were still uncontrollable, trembling desperately.

She really wanted to go up and handed her hand into his.

She really wanted to hug him and tell him her worries and tensions, those moments when she was suffocated and afraid that something would happen to him.

She really wanted to tell him her almost crazy yearning.

She really wanted to expose her weakness to him, and tell him that she had been hard, uncomfortable, and in pain these days.

as well as……

She really wanted to tell him...

It's all right, kid.

Their child, the crystallization of their love, is still so safe, living in her body.

However, seeing his pale lips, and frowning brows, that standard expression of patience when an old illness flares up. Everything else that was crazy in An Xiaowan's heart was completely wiped out.

Instead, it was her determination.

To protect him.

And protect their children too.

so……

"Go home?" An Xiaowan opened her lips and said softly, "Isn't this your home.

Huo Shen's outstretched hand seemed to have no strength, so it slowly fell to his side.

His deep eyes stared at her, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Our home."

"We don't have a home."