The wife is rebellious, and the boss surrenders obediently

Chapter 165 His Status Is Worse Than a Dog

Song Yizhuo looked at her usually cold and beautiful face, which showed a rare fragility.

He said nothing, but stretched out his hands, rubbed them vigorously a few times, and after his palms became hot due to friction, he placed them on her stomach.

The warm palms made her stomach feel better. She glared at him. He was quite good at serving people now.

Song Yizhuo was not a heavy drinker. After drinking, he would go home very quietly.

She seldom waited on him.

"Where did you learn this?" Qin Moli asked him.

"I learned it by myself." Song Yizhuo said in a low and hoarse voice, knowing that she was feeling better.

Li Jin drove the car away from the hospital and raised the small tailgate on his own initiative.

Summer clothes are thin, and his big palms, through a layer of clothes, made Qin Moli feel a different kind of heat.

"I'm fine." She tried to push his hand away, but he held it instead.

Her fingertips were also cold, so he warmed them up before letting go.

When she reached the door of her house, she said coldly: "Don't do this to me again in the future."

"What? Let Gu Zhengcheng do it?" Song Yizhuo snorted.

His kindness was treated as a waste by her!
"He is my boyfriend, it's normal for him to do this." Qin Moli responded.

Song Yizhuo stared at her, "Didn't you hear what the doctor said just now? The gastroenteritis you have is caused by eating too much Sichuan food. Momo, Gu Zhengcheng doesn't know you well enough!"

Qin Moli lived abroad for three years and ate little Sichuan cuisine.

After returning to China, Gu Zhengcheng still treated her to Sichuan cuisine every day, and her stomach couldn't take it anymore.

I drank some wine again today and then I got a gastroenteritis attack.

Gu Zhengcheng was naturally sincere in his heart. He knew that she had been eating Sichuan cuisine since she was a child, and naturally wanted to eat Sichuan cuisine after returning from abroad.

However, what he did not expect was that Qin Moli was still not acclimatized to the local climate and could not eat so many Sichuan dishes.

"That's okay, we can get used to each other slowly." Qin Moli didn't mean to blame him.

No relationship will go smoothly from the beginning and last forever.

"You are so cruel to me. You are so tolerant to others, but you won't give me a chance." Song Yizhuo sighed softly. Before she could respond, he said, "You are sick. You should have a good rest. I will sleep with my son tonight."

After he said that, he got off the car first.

Qin Moli felt a little more lonely as she watched his leaving back, but she did not feel soft-hearted.

There are too many problems between him and her.

Since they are the child's father and mother, they should shoulder their respective responsibilities.

She and he can both have each other's love.

Qin Moli got out of the car, she covered her still aching stomach and went back to her room to rest.

Wang Lan came to serve her, "Miss Qin, would you like some porridge? I'll make some for you."

"Okay." Qin Moli nodded.

"Little Sweet Potato is very well behaved, you don't have to worry. You are too tired during normal times, so take a rest now." Wang Lan covered her with a quilt.

Qin Moli took the medicine, which relieved the pain, and fell into a deep sleep.

When Xiao Digu learned that she was sick, he took Song Yizhuo to visit her.

He climbed into the bed and reached out to touch Qin Moli's face, "Does Momo have a fever?"

Song Yizhuo took a thermometer and took her temperature.

Five minutes later, he took it out and looked at it: "37.8 degrees, it's a low fever, little sweet potato, we will observe it later. If it's a high fever, take antipyretics."

Little Sweet Potato nodded, "I want to sleep with Momo."

"Little sweet potato, Mo Mo will feel uncomfortable when he is sick. How about you sleep in the small bed next to him?" Song Yizhuo found the previous children's bed, put it together, and placed it next to Qin Moli.

As soon as Little Digu turned his head, he could see Qin Moli, and he felt particularly safe.

After the child fell asleep, he leaned his head and asked, "Uncle, where do you sleep?"

"Where do you want me to sleep?" Song Yizhuo teased his son in a naughty way.

Little Sweet Potato didn't agree with him, "You can sleep on the floor." Song Yizhuo: "..."

The status of this family member can be seen at a glance.

Qin Moli is the queen and sleeps in the big bed.

Little Sweet Potato is going to inherit the throne and sleep in a small bed.

He was the laborer at home and slept on the floor.

If there is a dog, the dog has a doghouse to sleep in, which also makes it superior to him.

Little Sweet Potato sleeps in his own crib and tosses and turns and refuses to fall asleep.

Song Yizhuo picked him up and coaxed him to sleep in his arms.

His hands became numb from holding him in his arms, and his son finally fell asleep.

He gently put the child into the crib to sleep, and took Qin Moli's temperature.

I found that her temperature was over 38.5 degrees, so I gave her some antipyretic medicine.

Qin Moli leaned on his shoulder, drank the medicine, and looked at her son's crib in front of her. Her eyes became a little gentler.

After her fever subsided, Song Yizhuo heated up some porridge and served it to her.

Qin Moli looked at the time. It was three o'clock in the morning.

"Go to bed!" She looked at him.

"You go to sleep first, I'm still very energetic." Song Yizhuo often works overtime until all night.

Now, his beloved woman is sick, and he has no problem taking care of her 24 hours a day without closing his eyes.

The effect of the medicine took effect and Qin Moli fell into a deep sleep again.

Song Yizhuo sat on the sofa and dozed off with his eyes closed.

Before dawn, Qin Moli's cell phone rang.

She answered the phone immediately: "Boss Huang, so early!"

"Boss Qin, please come to my place soon. My jade pendant is missing. I had a dream again last night..."

Huang Chun was very anxious. She had just had a good night's sleep. What would she do if she couldn't find the jade pendant?
"Okay, send me the address." Qin Moli sat up.

She put down her phone, and Song Yizhuo walked up to her, "What's the matter? Are you sick and you still want to go out?"

Qin Moli told him about the missing jade pendant, "I'm much better now. I'm going out for a while now."

"I'll go with you." Song Yizhuo went to wash up.

Qin Moli naturally refused, "You stay with your son!"

"Is a healthy son more important? Or is a sick woman more important?" Song Yizhuo could tell the difference very clearly.

Qin Moli saw him go in to wash up. Wang Lan prepared toiletries for him and placed them in her room.

She didn't say anything else. She brushed her teeth and washed her face. She wanted to go out without makeup, but because she was sick and looked a little unwell, she put on some light makeup.

Li Jin drove them to Huang Chun's residence.

When Huang Chun saw Qin Moli, it was like seeing a savior.

"Boss Qin, can I find it again? What if I can't sleep in the future?"

"Boss Huang, don't worry. He was missing last night. Who were you with last night?"

Qin Moli tried to calm her down. Huang Qin said that it was Liang Long who sent her back, so she let him go.

She has good sleep quality, so she doesn't let a man sleep with her.

"Where is Liang Long?" Song Yizhuo asked.

"I called him too, he's on his way." Huang Chun glanced at the time, "Why hasn't he arrived yet? Could it be that he didn't want me to sleep well and took my jade pendant? If that's the case, I was so good to him, has his conscience been eaten by a dog?"

Qin Moli and Song Yizhuo looked at each other. In fact, because of the interests involved, anything could be done.

Qin Moli's brows were slightly furrowed, his face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out.

Song Yizhuo stepped forward, ignoring the outsiders around, and hugged her in his arms, "You feel uncomfortable, don't you?"

(End of this chapter)