Chapter 142

She just caught a cold. How could she frighten everyone into being so serious, as if she was going to die.

Milan sister's eyes with exaggerated look, Jiang Beichen is also so serious looking at her, everyone is strange.

Song Xiaoya is about to ask something. Suddenly her throat itches. She coughs again and her face turns red.

Jiang Beichen shouts out the door, "send a cup of hot water in."

Soon, still assistant sent a cup of hot water in, Jiang Beichen personally took the cup, slowly put the cup to song Xiaoya's mouth.

"Drink it." He looked at her and said in an imperative tone.

Song Xiaoya originally intended to take it by herself, but seeing Jiang Beichen's serious appearance, she had to bow her head and drink water.

As soon as her mouth touched the cup, she felt that the water temperature was a little high. Then she quickly went back and licked her lips. Her expression was a bit resentful, "it's hot."

I just drink water and forget to try the water temperature.

It seems that when Jiang Beichen is around, she never brings her brain.

Looking at her tongue sticking out in the hot water, although Jiang Beichen has some heartache in her heart, she can't help but have some impulse to laugh.

The way this woman drinks water is so funny.

"Hot? Can I help you blow it? " Jiang Beichen put the cup on the table with a bad smile on his face.

Just when song Xiaoya thinks that he wants to blow the temperature of the water, he suddenly kisses her lips. Song Xiaoya is angry. It turns out that what he said is to help her blow the scalded mouth.

Now just because of the cold, her nose is not very smooth. As soon as her mouth is blocked, she immediately suffers from breathing. After she pushes Jiang Beichen away, she is panting and almost suffocated.

She opened her mouth to breathe, and her face turned red. "Now I have a cold, aren't you afraid to be infected by me?"

Jiang Beichen really does not know the time. If she gets well, Jiang Beichen will be infected again, which will be troublesome.

"Do you think I am as weak as you?" Jiang Beichen sneered at her, with a cold smile in her eyes.

Just a little bit of illness, there is no impact on him, his body will not even be able to bear a small cold.

Only song Xiaoya's delicate body, will be a little cold toss into such.

This is good, then she will live honestly in his greenhouse, and he will make her safe.

Despised by Jiang Beichen, song Xiaoya pouts, "I don't want to..." Unlike Jiang Beichen, she often goes to the gym. How can she compare with him.

It seems that she has often been ill since she was a child. Fortunately, her grandmother knows medicine, and she has lived in her grandmother's home for a long time, so she is taken good care of. But until now, she will recover more slowly than others after her illness.

This time, she came out happily. Originally, she wanted to go out with Milan, but she didn't expect to get off to a bad start.

Jiang Beichen once again took up the glass of water, this time did not directly feed her to drink, but put the mouth gently blow, this kind of careful action let her a while moved.

Song Tianyu took care of her in the same way when she was sick as a child. Now that she has left home, her caregiver has changed to Jiang Beichen.

She looked up at Jiang Beichen and couldn't move her sight.

I just think Jiang Beichen's gentle appearance is very attractive and handsome!

After trying the water temperature is almost, Jiang Beichen lowers his head, sips a sip of water, tries the temperature, and then passes the water cup to song Xiaoya's mouth, whispering, "now you can drink."

Song Xiaoya was really thirsty. She drank all the water in one breath, and even choked at the end.

She put her hand over her mouth and began to cough

"Song Xiaoya, can you be more stupid?" Jiang Beichen is really speechless, in addition to some angry, but also with a bit of helplessness and heartache.

It's hard to drink water.

After a while, song Xiaoya's breathing slowly calmed down. After drinking water, I feel much more comfortable.

"Much better now. Thank you, Jiang Beichen." She looked up, looked at him, and then gave him a sweet smile.

Jiang Beichen is about to put down the cup, the action suddenly a stagnation, his vision suddenly fell on Song Xiaoya's empty left hand, the eyes immediately cold up, the voice with a bit of anger, "ring?"

If she dares to lose the ring, he will strangle her!

Song Xiaoya takes a look at her left hand. Then she remembers that she put the ring on her neck when she went out yesterday.

"Here it is, you see." She took out the necklace from her collar and hung a bright ring on it. "I'm afraid I'll lose it, so I hung it around my neck."

"Afraid of losing it?" Jiang Beichen is not happy, "Song Xiaoya, do you take the wedding ring as a trouble?"

"No, no I don't mean that... " Seeing that he was angry, song Xiaoya quickly explained to him."It doesn't mean that. What does that mean? I think you're afraid to put it on your hands, aren't you Jiang Beichen thin lips a pursed, the facial expression is cold, this woman began to dislike him again?

Although it's not the time to disclose their relationship, and he doesn't want to let too many people know about it, and then stare at Song Xiaoya, he is very unhappy to see that she can hide her married identity.

Is she afraid that her husband will lose face?

"I didn't say that." Song Xiaoya's voice is weak. She really wants to hide it for fear that Milan will see the wedding ring, so she doesn't know how to explain to Jiang Beichen for a moment.

Anyway, it's useless to explain, she said, but he might as well not say anything.

Like such an overbearing man, song Xiaoya can only silently mourn for himself in his heart and pay homage to his casual and freedom.

The man had just been gentle to her for a little while, and then he came back to the original appearance of the wolf.

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Jiang Beichen can't bear to blame her any more. Instead, he reaches out his hand and rings it around the back of her neck to untie the necklace.

Then, he took down the ring and solemnly put it on her left hand. Then he warned in a low voice, "Song Xiaoya, if you dare to take it down next time, you will be finished."

His voice was overbearing.

"Oh, I see." Song Xiaoya answered weakly, and then looked at the ring on her hand.

"Lie down." Jiang Beichen reached out and touched her forehead, then ordered her to lie down and rest.

Now the fever has gone, but it's not so good. The doctor said she needs more rest now.

"But I've been sleeping all day and all night, and now I can't sleep." Song Xiaoya curled her lips, speechless.