The Idol And The Disabled President Made An Official Announcement

chapter 77

Worry flashed through his eyes, Ye Han's voice quickly hid. Gently rubbing his fingers on the inside of his wrist, Ye Han asked softly: "Do you want me to continue treatment?"

Wen Run looked down and thought about it seriously, and finally said: "Whether your legs are good, it is the same to me." The most important thing is that person. As long as Ye Hansheng is the same Ye Hansheng, he can only sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, and he is willing to take care of him.

"Do you want to continue the treatment?" Wenrun raised his hand and touched his eyebrows, slender and slender fingers ran across the brow and the straight bridge of the nose, and finally gently pressed his left chest, "If you want to try the treatment, I'll stay with you. If you don't want to, don't force it."

Regardless of treatment or no treatment, Wen Run only hopes that he can live more easily. If the disabled legs are no longer a burden to him, it wouldn't be a big deal if he died. The opposite is also true, if Ye Hansheng wants to stand up again, then he will accompany him to try slowly.

"Little villain." Ye Hansheng pulled him over, letting him lie on his chest, their noses pressed against the tips of their noses, their breaths staggered, "Throw such a difficult question to me."

Wen Run intimately rubbed the tip of his nose with him, and said softly: "No matter how you choose, I will support you as long as you can be happy."

The two were very close, Ye Hansheng could see the bright and warm light in his wide-open eyes, that was his wholehearted trust and support. Ye Han sighed, he even felt that the pain he had suffered was just to change such a person to stay with him for the rest of his life. If it is, he will be happy.

Ye Hansheng asked himself, why didn't he want to stand up again? He also wants to be like a normal person, holding hands with him to go out for a walk on a summer evening, and also wants to bend down and carry him forward when he is tired... He wants to do many things, but Never dare to dream that it can be realized.

He is actually a timid person, afraid of asking for too much, and in the end even this only warmth is lost.

But now Wen Run looked at him and said that no matter what choice he made, he would support it.

His serious tone gave Ye Hansheng an illusion, as if the two had agreed for a lifetime that they would not let go of each other's hands until they died.

"I'm going to heal the legs." Ye Hansheng frustrated his forehead and shook his forehead, like a beast who was just wronged, holding his beloved and trying to beg for candy, "but you have to promise me one thing."

Intuitively that his request would not be a good thing, Wen Run immediately became vigilant and hesitated: "Tell me first?"

Ye Hansheng hugged him tighter again, whispering thin lips in his ear.

The gentle face turned a little bit red, and in the end even his neck was red. He looked at Ye Han's voice in shock, struggling for a long time, "Is it necessary?"

Ye Hansheng was justified, "Yes."

"..." After a long silence, Wen Run bit her lip and whispered: "Well...but -"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Han's voice blocked his lips.

After a long kiss, Wenrun held his hand in shame, "No today! Uncle is still there!"

Ye Hansheng stopped his movements in dissatisfaction. Thinking of Gu Sinian next door, it was indeed inappropriate. He grinded his teeth and took a gentle bite unhappily. After leaving a red tooth mark, he reluctantly said: Now."

The Wenrun chicken nodded while pecking at the rice, pulled the quilt kicked to the end of the bed to cover it, and lay down with his back to Ye Hansheng. At this moment, his heart was still beating "pump pound".