Qiao Mu then asked, "what will catch a cold? The heating at home is so sufficient."

He drooped his eyes and smiled faintly. For her family, "I just caught a cold accidentally. There are so many why."

He wouldn't tell his wife that he went back to take a cold bath after seeing her body in Shengshi bar that night, but unexpectedly, he just cleaned up and lay on the floor. At the thought of her, his body reacted and suffocated, so he went to take a cold bath again.

He was always in good health and seldom got sick, but he fell ill like a mountain and burned to 40 degrees at once, so that he didn't see her these days, which he never thought of.

Qiao Mu looked up at him. He was really thin. Alas, the dark shadow in the eye socket was also obvious. She was half joking, "you see, I can't do without me. You weren't sick when I was there. As soon as I left, you were sick. Tut tut."

He scraped her nose. "I haven't seen her for a few days. My wife's face is thick."

Qiao Mu clapped his hand and corrected, "it's not a few days, it's fourteen days!"

He looked at her with black eyes. There were layers of smiles in it, and he didn't point it out. He smiled like a spring breeze. "Yes, it's not a few days, it's fourteen days. Will you sleep with me?"

"Wait a minute."

Joe Mu came down from him and ran out. After a while, he came back with medicine and a cup of warm water in his hand. "Uncle, take medicine first and then sleep."

He smiled and nodded, "OK!"

Joe Mu handed him the medicine. He didn't answer. He looked at her with burning eyes. A moment later, he said, "Hello, madam."

If it had been left in the past, Qiao Mu would have left. Do you like to eat or not? There are so many things. But I haven't seen uncle for more than ten days. He is still ill. Then serve him.

Qiao Mu stretched out his little hand and spread it out, "Oh, eat quickly."

Simuccio lowered his head and gently put the small pill in her palm into his mouth. His burning lips and tongue touched her white and tender palm, crisp and numb, making her fingertips shrink.

The man didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. There were only a few small pills, but he didn't finish them.

In the palm of his hand, there was a feeling of crispness. Qiao Mu's scalp was numb. Looking at the man's perfect side face, mom's egg, how can he eat a medicine so abnormal!

When he finally put all the pills in his mouth, Qiao Mu quickly sent the water to his mouth and watched him swallow the medicine with the water. She put down the water cup and began to take off her clothes.

"Well, you can go to bed.

Simuccio's black eyes are scary. How did he think his wife became so good after she came back? It's also more sticky.

"Uncle, come quickly!"

He looked at his wife who took off his underwear and quickly changed her pajamas with her back to him, and slightly hooked her lips, "do you really want to sleep?"

Joe Mu tidied up his pajamas, glanced at him and said angrily, "I've taken off my clothes. Can you tell me this?"

Simuccio was stunned and turned to smile. The little lady would not let her go today if he hadn't been ill. He had been holding it for too long.

"Do you sleep or not? You'll have lunch in an hour!"

"Well, well, sleep now."

He hurriedly took off only his underpants, opened a corner of the quilt and drilled in. Before he could reach out for her waist, she took the initiative to lean over and scratched on him like an octopus.

"Uncle, I'll take the final exam tomorrow."

"Well, take a good test. If you do well, you will be rewarded."

Joe Mu's small face was buried in his warm chest, and the heat was transferred to her face bit by bit, which made her blush. Her voice was stuffy, "what reward?"

"Confidential."

Joe Mu's long eyelashes swept his chest, as if they had swept into his heart. It itched badly. He covered her eyes with his big hand.

"Sleep."

He was too tired. Since he was ill, he didn't dare to see her for fear of infecting her, but he missed her very much. His wife was pregnant, which calmed his heart instantly.

When ximuqiao's breathing calmed down, Qiaomu opened her eyes. She gently opened the quilt and looked inside. Ximuqiao was wearing a pair of white boxers today.

At the thought of simuccio wearing those red briefs, she was not calm, and her little face burst into flames.

After thinking for a while, she moved her eyes to simuccio's face. Their faces were very close. She could feel his hot breath slowly hitting her face.

The sight swept his eyebrows, his eyes, his nose and his thin lips little by little. How do you look? Her heart surged gradually. Seeing that he had no sign of waking up, she stretched out her slender index finger to dial his eyelashes.

She's a big man. What's she doing with her eyelashes so long? It's really outrageous!

After playing with his eyelashes, she slid down the bridge of his tall nose, and then touched his chin. Maybe she was ill and had no energy to shave. Her beard showed a little green stubble, and her pricked palm itched.

A feeling of indescribable and unknown gradually rose in her heart. She looked at his face, her heart pounded, and suddenly her mouth was dry.

She thought, "is it okay to kiss?"

Sipping her little mouth for a long time, she still didn't stand the charm of male color. She pecked on his lips quickly, and her heart beat even more. She touched her hot face, and her mood was beautiful. She was about to fly!

She looked at the thin lips happily, "another kiss? Anyway, this man doesn't kiss her less! "

As soon as she got up, a big hand pressed her head and made her unable to retreat. Her eyelashes opened slowly, and her deep black eyes appeared.

Her eyes suddenly widened, and there was only one thought in her heart.

It's over, it's over, it's over. The hooligan was caught. He has no face, no face!

Simuccio looked at those wide eyes with a dense smile at the bottom of his eyes. He was not going to kiss her, but his wife came up by herself. If he could bear it, he looked down on himself.

Qiao Mu only felt a whirl of heaven and earth. When she opened her eyes again, she was already under Xi Muqiao's body. Her dark eyes contained a thick smile and looked at her.

She shrunk her head. "You didn't sleep. Did you pretend to sleep?"

The radian of simukio's lip angle deepened a little. He pinched Joe's face and said with a smile, "if I don't pretend to sleep, how can I play flow for my wife. Opportunity for hooligans? "

Qiao Mu's eyes floated and floated, and she was very uncomfortable. Her guilty sophistry said, "where am I, where can I play flow. Hooligans. "

"Well, it's not a trick. Hooligan, I'm taking advantage. Can I also take advantage? "

Joe Mu immediately covered his mouth and said vaguely, "no, no, no, you'll catch a cold and infect me!"

He took her hand and pulled it down. The corners of his lips lifted up and smiled, "when I kissed me just now, why didn't he be afraid of me infecting you?"