sweet!The strange beauty spoiled the sick and weak son

Chapter 10 The Clothes Are Torn

Meng Huaixuan forced himself to change his underwear, just for such a simple movement, he had to rest on the head of the bed for a long time.

Falling into the water really hurt his vitality.

In a daze, suddenly the rear window jingled, and Meng Huaixuan's body, which had been tense all the time, suddenly relaxed for some reason.

"Meng Lang, how are you doing? Is there something wrong?" Jun Qiqi rushed to the bedside as soon as she jumped in, seeing Meng Huaixuan's haggard appearance, she almost blamed herself to death.

Dead Song Zhu didn't even know how to add a quilt to the bed, Jun Qiqi was busy turning over the quilt in the closet, and sat on the side of the bed until the thick quilt surrounded Meng Huaixuan, "Have you drank ginger soup? Is it cold?"

Hearing this familiar accent, Meng Huaixuan's frowning brows relaxed a lot. He raised his head from under the blanket, "Have you asked the girl's name yet?"

Fang name?Jun Qiqi has never been asked for his name so gently before, "I am ranked seventh in the division, you can call me Xiao Qi."

"Miss Seven, how did you know I fell into the water?"

"I just wanted to come to you when you fell into the water. This is the ginger soup I made. Why don't you drink some more."

Meng Huaixuan had already been fed a bowl of ginger soup by Song Zhu, but he didn't want to disappoint Jun Qiqi's kindness, so he nodded.

"I'll feed you." Jun Qiqi took the bowl and carefully blew it cool, "Come on, open your mouth."

Meng Huaixuan opened his mouth obediently, without saying a single unnecessary word.

Jun Qiqi felt that today's Meng Huaixuan was extraordinarily obedient, soft and sticky, let her pinch and rub, and gradually, the hand that fed the medicine changed its position.

"You're dirty here, let me wipe it for you." Jun Qiqi's hand touched Meng Huaixuan's face again by wiping the corner of his mouth.

So soft, so tender, and so hot——

not good!Meng Lang has a fever!

Let me just say it, it might be so cute!Feel free to feed and touch.

Meng Huaixuan's body is now at the end of its strength, and it will be even worse if he has a fever again.

It's a pity that Jun Qiqi searched the house but couldn't find antipyretics, so she had to put Meng Huaixuan flat, "You wait here for me obediently, I'll go buy antipyretics and come back."

"Don't—don't go." Meng Huaixuan was afraid that he was burnt out, his left hand tightly gripped Jun Qiqi's wrist, and murmured, "Don't—don't—"

This pitiful look almost melted Jun Qiqi's heart, she held Meng Huaixuan's hand instead, "No, don't go, don't worry, I won't go."

Jun Qiqi bent down and leaned over, leaning her forehead against his, and touched his cheek again, no, it's too hot.

It's too late to drink medicine, but she can use acupuncture to cool down.

Jun Qiqi began to take off Meng Huaixuan's clothes. Although Meng Huaixuan was burning faintly, he subconsciously clutched his collar and refused to move.

"Why don't you take off your clothes, let me give you acupuncture to cool you down?" Jun Qiqi coaxed a few words, but seeing that Meng Huaixuan still refused, she simply shattered his coat with a palm.

The white robe was shattered into pieces, Jun Qiqi was still rational and knew that Meng Huaixuan had left a pair of trousers.

It was the first time for Jun Qiqi to see a man's bare chest on the bed, she was afraid and patted her bouncing chest, she was really disappointed!So excited to be a Sazi!

Although Meng Huaixuan was a bit thin and thin, his skin was fair, his shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow, and the abdominal muscles around his waist were faintly visible. Jun Qiqi couldn't help stretching out his index finger, from his chin all the way down to his chest——

Touch a hammer!I don't know that Meng Lang has a fever!

Jun Qiqi calmed down, his eyes changed, he took out the silver needle and began to administer it.

Meng Huaixuan was burning in a daze, as if he was on top of a fireball. After burning for a while, the fireball began to cool down slowly, and he slowly returned to sobriety.

But as soon as he woke up, he realized that someone was wiping his body!

These hands seemed to touch him, soft and smooth, definitely not Song Zhu.

"Xiaoqi—" Meng Huaixuan realized that he was now naked except for a pair of trousers, his face flushed instantly, and his mind exploded, "What are you doing——"

Seeing that Meng Huaixuan had woken up, Jun Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief, she pressed the back of her hand to his forehead, it was good, the fever subsided.

"You just had a fever and sweated a lot. I'm wiping your sweat for you." While talking, Jun Qiqi kept moving her hands, moving all the way down Meng Huaixuan's chest.

Meng Huaixuan's breathing gradually became heavier, and finally when Jun Qiqi's hand was about to reach his waist, he grasped it, "The rest, I, I will do it myself."

His hand completely covered Jun Qiqi's, and Jun Qiqi stopped moving, staring at him stupidly.

The bones are well defined, slender and fair, but slightly chilly. This is Meng Lang's hand, and this is the first time Meng Lang has taken the initiative to hold her hand.

Jun Qiqi stretched her hands, and held Meng Huaixuan with her backhand, rubbing her thumb lightly, revealing endless pity.

The candle flame exploded with a "snap".

As if waking up from a dream, Meng Huaixuan hurriedly pulled out his hand, and the water-stained handkerchief fell from the palms of the two of them, splashing water all over Jun Qiqi's body.

Meng Huaixuan heard Jun Qiqi exclaimed, and hurriedly asked, "Xiao Qi, are you okay? I don't know—"

"It's nothing to worry about." Jun Qiqi put away the handkerchief neatly, and wanted to follow Meng Huaixuan's wishes, but saw a few drops of water on Meng Huaixuan's chest, rolled his eyes, and changed his mind.

She gently wiped off the drops of water on Meng Huaixuan's chest with her fingers maliciously, and the soft touch of the woman's fingers made Meng Huaixuan's breathing suddenly suffocated, no, this will never work.

But Jun Qiqi accepts when she sees something good, she knows her family Meng Lang is a soft eater.

"Meng Lang, tell me the truth, do you think I'm ugly, that's why you don't want me to touch you?"

Sure enough, Meng Huaixuan swallowed back the words he had prepared to refuse, "No."

Although he spent a short time with Xiaoqi, he probably felt that she was a quirky and understanding girl.

Although she speaks a strong Sichuan-Chongqing dialect, she does the most gentle things.

It's just that he can't say these words.But he also couldn't say the words of cruel rejection, maybe he didn't even realize that he was greedy for the warmth and excitement brought by Xiaoqi, he was greedy for the joy of this moment.

Jun Qiqi laughed sullenly, "Then let me wipe it for you! You look so weak, if you don't let me wipe it, I will assume that you despise me!"

Meng Huaixuan had no choice but to let her go.

Jun Qiqi warmly warmed her handkerchief, and slowly wiped the place where the water splashed just now.

The drops of water spread upwards from the chest, Jun Qiqi rubbed it and lay down, the last drop of water was on Meng Huaixuan's Adam's apple.

How can a man even have such a cute Adam's apple?

She was a little reluctant to wipe it off, and wiped the handkerchief around her Adam's apple, but she just couldn't wipe the drop of water.

The Adam's apple was already a little sensitive, Meng Huaixuan was itchy by her, and his voice was hoarse, "Miss Seven, how are you?"

As soon as he spoke, the Adam's apple began to vibrate, which made Jun Qiqi's palms go numb and even his heart went numb.

"No—not yet—"

The woman's sweet breath sprayed all over his Adam's apple, Meng Huaixuan secretly exhaled, turned his head away, very like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied.

Jun Qiqi's heart felt as if it was overwhelmed, or—

Taking advantage of today's bridal chamber and cooking cooked rice with Meng Lang, according to Meng Lang's temperament, he must be responsible for her.

Even if he--

Then she might have had Meng Lang's cubs in her stomach at that time.

If you don't want me, I will let your cub have someone else's surname!
Jun Qiqi secretly exerted force, and the curtains on both sides of the bed fell down, tightly surrounding the two of them.

Meng Huaixuan keenly felt the change of light and shadow, he was a little at a loss, "Miss Seven, why did you turn off the lights?"

(End of this chapter)