Chapter 350 Honey, Moring Exercise


    "Go to the hospital." John insisted on sending her to the hospital.


    Nina was anxious. "And tomorrow there will be the headline news. The famous John appeared in the


    hospital at midnight with his wife. John is so powerful that he has made his wife to the hospital?"


    "Ahem..." John slowed down and nced at her.


    With her arms around his neck, Nina looked at him sideways, as if she was saying that if John was not


    afraid of being ridiculed by others in the future, just took her there.


    The two of them looked at each other for a while. John took her back to the bedroom, picked up the


    nightgown on the ground, and put it on for her from below. His movements were very light, afraid of


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    touching her fingers.


    After putting on the nightdress for Nina, John quickly stood up and took the medicine box back.


    Nina sat at the table by the window. She had pulled out the needle herself and wrapped her fingers with


    tissue to stop the bleeding.


    "I''ve made it." Nina raised her finger. The white tissue was stained with fresh red blood.


    She did look fine.


    John''s cold face was full of heartache. He took her hand and exhaled gently. He disinfected her finger


    with alcohol and put band aids on it.


    Nina stared at the band aid wrapped around her finger, but it didn''t cover her wound... Nina was


    speechless...


    "It''s just a small wound. Are you sure you want a band aid?" Nina asked in a low voice.


    "Stick it." He cast a cold nce at her and ordered in a particrly domineering tone.


    ''If you want me to stick it, you should also stick it to my wound.''


    Thinking of this, Nina obediently said, "Okay, let''s stick it."


    "Let''s continue." Nina stood up and jumped up to John. Her long and white legs tightly wrapped around


    his waist, and she leaned over to kiss him.


    With Nina''s body in his arms, he looked steadily at his little girl in front of him, who seemed to be


    unharmed. His face was gloomy and scared others.


    No matter how soft Nina''s lips were, it didn''t make him softhearted this time.


    "Where did you get the needle?" John had guessed what she had hidden under the pillow.


    One needle.


    It was a needle for sewing clothes.


    Only Helen had such a thing in North Yard.


    "Punishment." John said.


    "Punish me as you like." Nina nodded incessantly. As long as he didn''t asked why she hid the needle.


    John said in a low voice, "Punish Helen with a month''s sry."


    "Okay. What? " When Nina came to her senses, she was shocked. "Why did you punish Helen? I


    pricked myself by ident. "


    "She shouldn''t have given you such a dangerous thing." As long as John thought that Nina was injured,


    he couldn''t bear it.


    He could get hurt, but his wife couldn''t.


    "I asked her for it." Nina knew that John would never punish her. He would only punish the person who


    took care of her.


    If she really got Helen into trouble and punished Helen with a month''s sry, it would be a big crime.


    "Helen didn''t want to give it to me because she was afraid that I might hurt myself. I insisted and


    begged her for a long time before she gave it to me." With her face close to John, the two person''s


    noses touched. Nina rubbed the tip of his nose with her nose, changed the form of her voice and began


    to act like a spoiled child.


    "I''m sorry, honey. I''m sorry. I won''t touch such dangerous things in the future. Don''t me Helen."


    His little girl always acted like a spoiled child when she had to plead for others.


    But John just buy it.


    Atst, under her coquettish attack, John agreed not to me Helen.


    But he wanted to ask it clearly, "Why did you hide the needle under your pillow?"


    "Well, well..." Nina couldn''t find a reasonable reason.


    Seeing her like this, John didn''t get to the bottom of it. He just sighed and said, "You can do anything


    you want, but don''t hurt yourself."


    "It was an ident." At that time, Nina was in a hurry to cover it up. She didn''t expect that the needle


    would prick her under the pillow. "But it''s just pricked in my finger. I won''t die."


    "Take it back." John''s voice suddenly became cold.


    He didn''t allow this sentence to appear again in their lives.


    Nina didn''t understand. Nina was stunned. "Isn''t this what you used to say? If something happened to


    me, you said that I wouldn''t die. "


    Nina repeated the words in the same tone as John did. John pinched her chin and sealed her mouth.


    It was wrong in the past.


    A momentter, John sat on the edge of the bed with Nina in his arms and asked, "Are you going to


    prick me with the needle hidden underneath?"


    "No, it''s impossible." Nina immediately retorted. How could she hurt her husband?


    "Then why?" John asked.


    "Yes, it''s used to prick things." Nina tried to hide something and said, "You''re not a thing, so it''s not


    used to prick you."


    It turned out that in his wife''s eyes, he was nothing.


    John didn''t know whether he shouldugh or cry. This time, he insisted on asking, "Then what do you


    want to prick?"


    "Er..." After thinking for a while, Nina pointed at a little thing that popped out under the pillow and said,


    "That."


    When John turned his head and saw the thing clearly, he was slightly stunned and stared at Nina with a


    John''s stare made Nina blush. "I just feel that Chester is a little bored alone and no children can y


    with him, so I..."


    "HMM..." John sealed her mouth with a kiss.


    When Nina was about to close her eyes, John let go of her lips and pressed his forehead against hers.


    The man''s eyshes trembled slightly, and his voice trembled.


    "Honey, thank you."


    If there was a child in the family, the family would beplete.


    John knew that Nina must have felt his thoughts, so she took the initiative to prick the condoms.


    But pricked her own finger by ident.


    At the same time, John felt sorry for her, but somehow he felt a little funny. His little girl were so cute


    sometimes.


    She had made up her mind to have a baby. She just needed to tell him. In the future, he only needed to


    save the steps of putting that thing.


    She was so embarrassed that she even pricked it.


    What a fool?


    "I''m not doing it for you. I''m doing it for Chester." Nina rolled her eyes at him and said, "You tter


    yourself."


    John smiled, "Well, I''m ttered."


    "It''s time to go to bed." Nina patted him on the shoulder and stood up from John''s arms.


    John grabbed her arm and asked, "Should we continue?"


    "No, I''m injured." Nina raised her fingers on purpose to let him see clearly. Then she lifted the quilt and


    John smiled, and he went to the bathroom again.


    He had a reaction the moment Nina jumped off his body.


    The two of them hugged each other and fell asleep.


    When Nina woke up in the morning, she found herself leaning sideways against John''s chest in the


    shape of a spoon.


    She stretched out her hand and hit the bridge of John''s nose with her elbow.


    "Honey, you wake me up in a special way." When John woke up in the morning, his voice was a little


    hoarse and his sleepy eyes were a little blurred.


    His slender fingers slid across Nina''s palm and interlocked with her fingers.


    "Honey, morning excise?"