Kuaichuan heartthrob: Lord God, don't try to run

Chapter 130 The Merry Prime Minister's Little Wife 37
Ye Yi just smiled and said nothing, looking at the haggard young man in front of him with those beautiful eyes.

But Tang Ci was anxious about her answer.

The handsome facial features were full of anxiety.

When Tang Ci was at a loss, Ye Yi stretched out his hand, pulled Tang Ci over and hugged him tightly.

With Ye Yi's scorching temperature, he ironed Tang Ci's slightly cold body one after another.

The surprised little face looked up at Ye Yi.

In the past, it was Ye Yi who took the initiative, but now, the little guy came to the door on his own initiative.

Ye Yi said, then I will enjoy it slowly.

Seeing that Ye Yi didn't make any movements, and he didn't know anything, his anxious eyes were watery, which was very moving.

Ye Yi couldn't see how pitiful his little cutie was, so he showed mercy.

Embracing Tang Ci's waist, she pulled hard towards her.

She didn't dare to look at Ye Yi with shy eyes.

Ye Yi casually grabbed the handkerchief from somewhere, and calmly wiped the water stains around Tang Ci's mouth.

In exchange for Tang Ci's coquettish (shy) eyes.

After all these days, seeing Ye Yi in a coma made him feel uncomfortable, and seeing Ye Yi wake up, the most reassuring thing for him was probably to let Ye Yi "pain" him well.

Tang Ci has been on the verge of collapse recently. If Ye Yi is still awake, Tang Ci feels that he will definitely do something crazy that he cannot control himself.

Fortunately she woke up...

but.

Looking at Ye Yi's wound worriedly, he stroked his hand to touch it distressedly.

Now Ye Yi, no.

Ye Yi: (furiously) You actually said I can't do it! ? .

Thinking of his messy image, Tang Ci's expression changed drastically.

Regardless of Ye Yi, he ran straight out of bed.

No figure.

Ye Yi didn't quite understand his baby's thoughts, so he simply picked up a book and read it boredly.

About half an hour later, Tangci came back.

He changed into another piece of clothes, and his body still smelled of the fragrance after bathing. His hair was slightly damp, and it was scattered lazily behind his back.

His facial features are handsome and moist, and his complexion has improved a lot, no longer haggard and pale.

The slender man walked towards the woman on the couch, holding a tray in his hand with the decoction prepared for Ye Yi.

By the time Ye Yi finished washing up, the soup had reached a drinkable temperature.

After drinking the medicine, Ye Yi's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at Tang Ci with twinkling eyes.

With a coquettish smile.

"Hey, is our Tangci baby putting on makeup?"

Ye Yi has long smelled the powdery smell that does not belong to Tang Ci's smell on weekdays.

(End of this chapter)