Chapter 2019

Mo Chuan breathed out a breath, so far, he had to help her change clothes.

"Ning'er, it's you who refuse to let go. When you wake up, you can't blame me." He looked down at her and said in a low voice.

"Of course I don't blame you," he replied vaguely

Mo Chuan's heart is hot. The girl in his arms is his wife who has been worshipped by heaven and earth. Because of various reasons, they have not been able to share the same room. In his heart, she has been his person.

What should he avoid!

But he could not help but open her clothes.

He got angry and tore the belt, stripped her half dry and half wet coat, and took off her underwear.

Although he tried his best to keep calm and not to look at her more, her jade skin fragrance was inevitably reflected in his eyes, which made him blush and palpitation. Although he wanted not to look at her, he thought that she was his wife and her whole person was his own. What happened if he took a look at her?

However, as soon as he looked down, he could not help but feel the blood surging. He could not help but control himself. He quickly took off her clothes, picked up the dry cloth, and quickly helped her dry her body. He changed the clothes that the peasant woman had brought for her. Until he put her tightly into the quilt, only a black hair head was exposed outside, and he was relieved.

I just feel the sweat on my back. I'm sweating all over.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath.

After changing her clothes, she obviously sleeps more steadily than before, but her face is still morbid and purplish, obviously burning heavily.

Her lips were no longer as ruddy as water, and became dry and cracked, which made him heartache.

He went out to ask for a bowl of hot water from the farmer's wife. He came back and helped her up. He wanted to feed her water, but her lips were closed and she couldn't swallow.

Mo Chuan urgent, no longer care about other, with a saliva, low head to feed her.

I fed several mouthfuls in succession.

When he looked up, he saw the startled expression on the peasant woman's face, which was even redder than the red cloth, and stood there at a loss.

Mo Chuan is as if nothing happened, calmly opened his mouth: "Auntie, have you not asked Dr. Ma back?"

The peasant woman woke up like a dream and said, "I'm going to have a look. I'm going to have a look."

She turned and walked away, her face burning with heat, ashamed of what she had just seen.

Nowadays, young people are really bold and enthusiastic. The intimacy between two people can be like that!

I've never tasted what it's like to be taken care of like this in my life.

She left again with admiration.

Doctor Ma has not come, Shen Ning's fever has not subsided, she shrank in the quilt, shivering, shivering, see Mo Chuan heartache.

He simply went to bed, held her in his arms, and then used his internal strength to slowly send a warm internal force to her body.

As for the great loss of his skill, he did not care. As long as her illness could be cured, he would not care if he lost all his skills.

Sure enough, after a short time, her body finally stopped shaking, and it was no longer as cold as a piece of ice.

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