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Glancing at his open hospital gown and his healthy yellow skin, she lightly snorted. "Why aren't you wiping it?"

"You … Men and women shouldn't be so intimate with each other. " Mang Guo pouted.

She shivered. "He's your husband, what's there to mind?"

"You don't like it." Mang Guo stuck out her tongue: "You clearly know that this person has put in a lot of effort, so you don't need to make excuses."

"No need, it's rare to be a kind daughter, you can do it."

"A benevolent daughter is inferior to a lovely wife. It would be better if you came. I can't just rob you for your meritorious services."

"It's alright. I'll give this contribution to you voluntarily …"

Afterwards, the mother and daughter pair even happily pushed this kind of task to each other.

His expression was extremely tired. Maybe he knew that she was here, and maybe he could hear their voices, but he just didn't have the energy to open his eyes and talk to them. Hearing that faint moan, Qin Xiaoran went to the outside to drink the water while Mang Guo went to the washroom to look for a clean cloth.

Ten minutes later, Qin Xiaoran carefully used the high temperature cloth to wipe his body bit by bit.

While wiping his upper body, Little Mang Guo was still unrestrainedly staring at the chest criminal with an infatuated look, but as soon as she saw the lower half of her body, Little Mang Guo was unable to stay any longer, her face flushed red, and after a few cries of pain, she ran out of the sickroom to avoid being suspected, but before she left, she did not forget to give Qin Xiaoran a perverted and malicious look.

It was clearly the simplest of relationships, yet he was still acting like an old man and his wife.

She also felt that everything that had happened in this period of time was too coincidental.

As the autumn turned winter, the outside was ice-cold.

Inside the room, however, was a scene of boiling blood.

The normally well-dressed Su Lengyun laid on his sickbed quietly and innocently, allowing Qin Xiaoran to do whatever he wanted.

In fact, during the process of cleaning, she had mentioned more than once that she wanted a nurse to help him clean his body. This was full of sweat, and he couldn't move, and she had to take a bath on the bed, which wasn't suitable for her at all. However, Mang Guo confidently struck her down, "When you were in the hospital, Daddy clearly had legs, and he still had to help you recover step by step.

What was there to help? She was a good woman, she had never been in a relationship, never had a boyfriend, if she had never had that baby, she would still be a pure girl right now, and she would be shy, wouldn't she? Even if they had been physically close, it had been six years, and she had forgotten all about him, not to mention his chest muscles, not to mention what his flesh felt like.

Without wearing clothes, he had a sturdy chest and a strong waist, without a single hint of scholarly appearance. He looked more like a practitioner, and with his arms so strong that they couldn't help but think of the feeling of being held in his embrace the only time, if they hadn't missed it, they would have directly fallen in love.

There are not too many difficulties, and not too many setbacks, so why can't the relationship be so simple and very happy?

She stopped thinking about it. It was just a pair of arms, but she could think of something so unrealistic. It was simply too whimsical. Did she think she was still 18 years old? Then … Staring at the lower half of his body, he was dumbstruck.

She was really scared when she thought about it. Just how strong was she back then to be able to endure that pain …

The culprit who had caused her to grit her teeth was currently lying there quietly!

Although she really wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge for that night, in the end, she was still unable to overcome her reason. She resigned herself to fate and took off his pants, and when the proud object in the man's eyes entered her eyes, her face turned completely red. If you don't, do you have gynecological problems?

She was starting to regret. Without the diamond, she wouldn't have been able to take care of the porcelain —

However, he was still in an unhealthy state, and his complexion was not very good. However, to Mang Guo, this was a very good sign, and this signified that his child's parents had more time to get along with him. This, in turn, signified that his mother would definitely have more time together with him.

Mang Guo immediately ran to the ward after school. When he heard Qin Xiaoran say that he could already talk with Qin Xiaoran for a while when he woke up during the day, he happily smacked her a few times on her skinny face, then stood up and pulled Qin Xiaoran's hand. "Mommy, Daddy is so pitiful.

Qin Xiaoran sized her up: "Why do I feel like you're gloating?"

"I don't have one, I don't have one."

Before Qin Xiaoran could notice her thoughts, she said crisply: "But teacher has taught us a song today, I can sing a song for you and Father. Mommy, go sit on Daddy's bed and quietly listen to the beautiful song!"

"I remember when we were young, you loved to talk and I loved to laugh, once you sat side by side under the peach tree, the wind was howling in the trees, we didn't know how we fell asleep, we didn't know how many flowers were falling, I remember when we were young, you loved to talk and I loved to laugh, once you sat side by side under the peach tree, the wind was calling from the trees,"

I don't know how I fell asleep, how I fell asleep, how many flowers fell in my dreams, how many flowers fell in my dreams. "

A clear and tender child's voice slowly rang out in the room, and a wonderful song filled every corner of the room.

Su Lengyun's body had become thinner and thinner recently. Even though he had become a little more spirited and could talk with her for a while every single time, but Qin Xiaoran realized that there was a serious problem. He did not eat, but only ate the porridge and thought it was tiring. Realizing the problem, she didn't let it bother her for long and immediately ran to the doctor.

The doctor shook his head and sighed. Qin Xiaoran and Mang Guo were watching worriedly, only to see him turn his head and say worriedly, "Mr Su's stomach has been troubled for too long, when we sent him to the hospital he was already very slow. His body was too weak from the surgery just now, if he did not eat, I'm afraid …" Pausing for a moment to avoid the serious consequences, he continued, "You are his family members, if you are free, think of a way to feed him. It's also good to be able to eat a few mouthfuls, which will be beneficial to his recovery."

"Doctor, will anything happen to my dad?" After Mang Guo heard this, her eyes immediately darkened.

These two days, she had been gloating over her father's slow recovery, which could prevent her from being alone with her mother. However, after hearing what the doctor said, she realized that the situation was serious and immediately pouted.

"Don't worry too much," the doctor assured the child. "As long as your father can eat, he'll be fine."

She had thought that he couldn't eat anything after all there were many strange things in the world, so she didn't take it to heart. Now, she thought of the words that Doctor Ruoruo had purposely ignored a moment ago and began to worry in her heart. Could it be that she was going to become a sinner for all eternity?

"I suggest that all of you can cook whatever Mr. Su likes to eat. At that time, Mr. Su might have the urge to eat. If you continue eating like this, you'll definitely recover." "You're his wife, and you know that best. You'd better do it yourself, so you'll be able to take care of the food you make."

Mang Guo nodded her head like a chick pecking rice.

After the doctor left, his daughter jumped onto the bed and politely asked her father what he wanted to eat …

Does this count as overestimating yourself? She had no idea what he liked, and she had never cooked before!

It wasn't that she was merciless, it wasn't that she didn't want to save him, but that the main issue was right in front of her. She was a powerless woman, she would go somewhere for him to eat.

While struggling on the edge, Mang Guo shouted, "Mommy, Daddy said he wanted to eat the meat porridge you cooked!"

She let out a sigh of relief, thinking that her daughter knew how to take care of her mother. Slight meat porridge was still considered insignificant, so after she packed it, she immediately went to the supermarket and picked up a piece of fresh thin meat, and then she started to work on it again. Slight meat had never been stomped into minced meat by her before, and she cut some green onions and ground ginger.

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"Mommy, please be careful, don't burn dad —"

Her two fingers were burning red, and seeing that her daughter was still concerned about other people, she could not help but go and look at her daughter. As expected, Mang Guo immediately smiled with her doggy legs: "Of course the most important thing is you, if you are scalding Dad's place, it's fine, but you have to be careful."

He opened his eyes slightly, and his dark and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the weak focus was all on her face. She also felt a little uncomfortable, but she forced herself to remain calm, and with his eyes as black as ink, he quietly stared at her, watching as the spoon filled with porridge was slowly brought to his mouth, he opened his mouth, and after taking it, the meat that had been cooked until it was soft and rotten could be eaten almost without biting into it, so he easily drank the first mouthful of lean porridge, which surprised him.

But no matter what, he never would have thought that she would also come to this kind of close relationship with him. His heart was not calm, and while in a daze, Mang Guo urged her from the side, "Mommy, Daddy is about to starve to death, quickly feed him. Daddy finally wants to eat after so much difficulty."

She nodded and quickly scooped another spoonful into his mouth. His spirit did not change much, and his expression was filled with a strong sense of lethargy. However, no matter how tired he looked, his eyes were still full of spirit.

Looking at his swallowing motion, it was not difficult at all. She asked softly: "You … Are you feeling better? "

He did not speak, nor did he nod. His gaze was so warm that it seemed like he wanted to reply.