Married a proud husband after farming

Chapter 267 Nine Dead Lives

After an unknown amount of time, the door was opened again, and a strong gust of blood rushed towards his face, and Shen Cheng ran in hastily.

Rong Jiu was leaning on the pillow, her complexion was like snow, and she was drenched in sweat. Hearing his hurried footsteps, she lifted her half-closed eyelashes slightly, and looked at him, a smile slowly opened in her eyes.

Shen Cheng hugged her, trembling slightly, pressed against her tightly, and buried his face in her neck: "Ah Jiu,"

Rong Jiu only felt the coolness around his neck, raised his arms to hug his cold body, comforted him, and said with a smile: "Sir, I'm fine."

A sense of warmth diffused into his heart through the tight skin, Shen Cheng raised his eyes to look at her, and stroked her cheek.

Rong Jiu stared at him with a smile, and said weakly: "Sir, lower your head."

Shen Cheng followed his words, Rong Jiu's slightly cold lips fell on his cold teardrops: "I'm not afraid of being seen by others, I'll laugh at you."

Shen Cheng held her hand, with a layer of gauze wrapped around her wrist, the bloody blood hurt his eyes: "Has the poison been cured? Is there any other discomfort?"

"After a period of recuperation, it will be fine."

"How long is a period of time?"

"A month or two."

Shen Cheng looked at her without speaking.

Rong Jiu's eyes flashed: "Two or three months."

Shen Cheng still didn't speak, and looked at her deeply

Rong Jiu coughed lightly: "Okay, half a year."

"Jiu Niang, here comes the medicine." Doctor Zhou came in with the medicine.

Shen Cheng took the decoction in his hand, and said, "Please, Dr. Zhou, bring me a basin of water."

"it is good."

Shen Cheng scooped up a spoonful of decoction, blew gently, and brought it to her lips.

Rong Jiu took a sip, frowned, and his whole face was wrinkled: "Bitter, so bitter."

Shen Cheng scooped up another spoonful, and coaxed, "Ah Jiu, drink the medicine obediently, take a sip, and give you a kiss for my husband."

There was a blush on Rong Jiu's face, he glanced at the soup delivered to his lips, and slightly raised his eyelashes: "I just took a sip."

With a doting smile on Shen Cheng's lips, he gently pressed her lips to hers. After drinking a bowl of medicine, his originally pale face was stained with a delicate peach color, the water-colored cherry lips were red and swollen from kisses, and his blurred eyes The light, with its charming color, makes people's hearts flutter.

Shen Cheng stared at her quietly, with such strong affection, amidst the panting sounds of the two of them, it was scorching hot.

"Ah Jiu, I thought I was going to lose you. I stood outside the door just now, and then I realized what is a promise, what is a blue sky and a yellow spring, and only one person. Ah Jiu, I want to lock you in my heart, keep you on the tip of my heart Come on, live happily ever after, live a hundred years without any worries.”

"Although I've been a widow since I married you, I admit it, and I've confessed it for every lifetime."

Shen Cheng's heart was soft, and his eyes were burning: "I want Ah Jiu's heart, and Ah Jiu's people, I also want, because the 69 formula my husband said to Ah Jiu, the longing in my heart, I have been studying hard, how can I use it for nothing? land?"

Rong Jiu's small face was flushed, and his eyes were clear and charming: "A gentleman is upright, don't say anything rude, you are such a Meng Lang, how can you look like a flower of Gaoling?"

"What is the flower of Gaoling?"

"That is, the exiled immortal who fell in the dust above the nine heavens is a high mountain with white snow, cold and noble, glamorous and superb, you can only watch it from a distance, and you can't play with it."

The smile on Shen Cheng's lips slowly deepened: "My husband's innocence has long been played by Ah Jiu, so why is he so cold and noble, a gentleman?"

Now, Rong Jiu's whole body was red, and she didn't know what to say.

Dr. Zhou came in with a basin of hot water, and there was a set of clean pajamas next to him: "This is just bought, it has been washed and dried."

"Thank you, Doctor Zhou."

Doctor Zhou glanced between the two of them, and closed the door with a smile.

Through the thin quilt, Shen Cheng reached in and took off Rong Jiu's clothes one by one.

Rong Jiu was suffocating, and he saw his hands soaked in hot water, lowered his head to wash the handkerchief, and wiped the sweat from her body.

When the four eyes met, Shen Cheng's heart moved, and he stroked the snowy skin under his palm, which was as moist as white jade: "If I can get Ah Jiu, I don't want to be a white snow on a high mountain for my husband, and I only want to be a pair of mandarin ducks with Ah Jiu for my husband." Family members, go to Wushan together, and turn the clouds and rains."

Rong Jiu's eyelashes twitched, restrained her slightly rapid breathing, and said angrily, "If you had realized this earlier, I would be a mother."

Shen Cheng laughed happily, wiped her body twice carefully, put on the pajamas, tucked in the quilt, looked at the tired look on her brow with distress, and said with a smile: "Sleep for a while, I will accompany you you."

"Ah."

Rong Jiu soon fell into a deep sleep, and with the sound of her slow breathing, the delicate crimson color on her face slowly faded away.

Shen Cheng looked at her pale face, leaned over and kissed her on the lips, left the hospital, and headed towards Changle Academy.

In Old Master Su's study, Shen Cheng's eyes were as cold as ice: "Old Master, I want to borrow someone from you."

(End of this chapter)