She whispered and climbed onto him.

Daring not to touch the wound on his shoulder, she slowly unbuttoned his hospital gown.

There is a kind of, good abnormal feeling.

It seems that she is really in S him.

Shake your head and throw your thoughts out of your mind.

Mr. Rowan disliked her slow movement and constant urging.

Finally, she unbuttoned all his buttons, revealing his strong chest.

His shoulder was still bandaged, and Claudia‘s hand fell and stroked around.

Rowan‘s eyes were light and her other hand climbed up her waist and reached down the clothes to fit her slippery and warm skin.

She leaned over and kissed around his bandage, then put her hand down and put it on the edge of his trousers.

He held his breath and watched her movements unblinkingly.

Little Rowan was already too excited.

Just then－

"Knock, knock!"

The knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Ah!" With a low cry, Claudia hurried down from him, tidying himself up and fastening Mr. Rowan‘s buttons.

The ward door was pushed open and the doctor came in with the nurse.

"Mr. Rowan, the prince ordered us to come and look at your situation. May I ask you..."

"Get out!"

A full male roar.

Judging from his voice, he is very good, very good.

The doctor got a fright and slipped away with the nurse smearing oil on the soles of her feet.

"Ha ha." Thinking that this must be Arthur‘s revenge again, Claudia covered his mouth and laughed incessantly.

Rowan was not in the mood to laugh.

Good things were spared, and he was so upset that he wanted to cut Arthur apart.

"We will return home tomorrow!" Word by word, he gnashed his teeth and said.

Claudia laughed enough and came over to appease the awkward giant baby. "Okay, okay, don‘t do this, your injury is not over yet."

"It will take at least a month for this injury to recover. Do we have to stay here all the time? Don‘t you worry about your distant spread?"

"Er..."

"I will go through the discharge formalities tomorrow. I will return home."

"Even if we want to go back, don‘t have to be in such a hurry, at least a few more days, huh? Okay? Rowan, be good."

Rowan gave her a look of indignation.

Half a ring, he said in a cold voice, "fetch water, I want to wash my face."

Little Rowan has put an end to it and is doomed to eat no delicious food tonight.

Mr. Rowan‘s face stinks.

Claudia kissed him on the face and turned to the bathroom to fetch him water.

*

A week later, the two boarded the plane back home.

At that time, Albert and Martha had returned home with meat.

Claudia‘s face laughed at the thought that he would see meat when he went back.

Beside, Rowan grasped her finger and said in a cold voice, "Who are you thinking about?"

This kind of smile is very strange, he has seen it before.

Claudia leaned against his arm and whispered, "Well, I was thinking about a present for Mr. Rowan."

"Gift?"

"Yes, remember I said I would give you a present? I think it‘s time."

Time went back to Sanjiu City Airport a week ago.

"Da Da Da Da!" The small leather shoes from far to near are short of sound, not agitated, but very beautiful.

"Bang!"

The meat dumplings ran into a girl head－on and her little body was wobbly. Fortunately, the girl bent over to hold him in time.

"I‘m sorry." At that time, the feeling was urgent, and I burst out an F－language. Then the meat and meat reacted and said it again in Chinese.

The girl crouched down with a smile and looked at him carefully. "Where did you come from?"

Meat shyly scratched his head, "Sister is also very beautiful."

"Wow, your little mouth is really sweet." The girl covered her mouth and smiled.

At this moment, Martha caught up with him and said, "Meat."

"Grandma!" The meat turned around and hugged Martha‘s leg, rubbing and rubbing.

Martha wanted to say a few words about him, but he ran out without waiting for adults, but it was worrying.

But look at the little guy like this, it is strange that he can still say something to blame.

Only the full fingers are soft.

"Your little grandson?" The girl stood up and chatted with Martha, "How nice and polite she is."