Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 45 Help Her Cool Down
However, these two words ignited Song Zhiwei like gunpowder.

She said angrily: "You really have such dirty thoughts, shameless! Despicable!"

Wei Xuan was speechless, "Let you lie down and continue the cold compress."

Song Zhiwei didn't appreciate it, "Don't explain, explaining is just covering up, I finally know what kind of person you are today."

If it was someone else, Wei Xuan would have personally "convinced" her to lie down, but Song Zhiwei is a grumpy and irritable woman, and he could only respond with silence.

Song Zhiwei was still relentlessly denouncing him, "My surname Wei, you don't know how to be disciplined. Aren't you forbidden to mess with men and women? Why are you surrounded by one after another, and you take the initiative to add other people's WeChat, why don't you Where's the face?"

She was obviously weak when she spoke, but it didn't affect Song Zhiwei's crackling curses at all, and she finished cursing him intermittently with a cough. Because of excessive force, she had to lean on the soft bag at the head of the bed to rest.

Isn't there a sleeping ingredient in cold medicine?Wei Xuan, who was scolded inexplicably, considered whether to feed her two more pills.

Although he believed that her thinking was confused due to a fever, Wei Xuan still heard a certain point in her words - adding WeChat.

He asked, "Your friend's WeChat?"

"That's right." Song Zhiwei came up again in one breath, "Why do you add people to WeChat casually?"

This incident made her uncomfortable all night, and when she thought that such a "frivolous" person as Wei Xuan was "hooking up" her best friend, she felt annoyed.

But she didn't realize the real reason for her anger.

Wei Xuan was stunned, why did this sentence sound a bit strange, it seems that he still needs her approval to add others?
But he still explained: "She is your friend."

In fact, whether Xue Qian added him or answered Song Zhiwei now, he had no extra thoughts.

"My friend?" Song Zhiwei snorted coldly, "You know she is my friend, but you are still so frivolous. Why, do you want to chase Xue Qian?"

Wei Xuan's face was full of black lines, "You think too much."

"I didn't think too much about it." Song Zhiwei retorted, "Are you blind? Can't you see that Xue Qian has been staring at you? She keeps talking to you. Don't tell me you can't see that she is interested in you." .”

Wei Xuan was even more speechless. According to what she said, it was Xue Qian who wanted to chase him, right?
In order to silence her, Wei Xuan calmly said: "I will delete her."

"Why are you this kind of person?" Unexpectedly, this sentence also angered Song Zhiwei. She said angrily, "Delete as soon as you say, without considering other people's feelings at all? Do you think Xue Qian She's not pretty enough, and she's not Bai Fumei who graduated from a famous foreign university, so she's not good enough for you?"

Annoyed by her nonsense, Wei Xuan reminded patiently: "Think before you speak."

She was talking nonsense.

"Are you mocking me for being brainless?" Song Zhiwei became even more furious. She grabbed the towel that had fallen just now, crumpled it into a ball and threw it at Wei Xuan, "Of course I don't have brains like your childhood sweetheart. Beautiful and smart, you two are a match made in heaven!"

As soon as he raised his hand, he caught the towel, Wei Xuan frowned and asked, "What childhood sweetheart?"

Song Zhiwei glared at Wei Xuan who was pretending to be confused, and said a name: "Ye Jiaqi."

Jiaqi?Wei Xuan realized something, "She looked for you?"

To Song Zhiwei's ears, this sentence undoubtedly admitted his "extraordinary" relationship with Ye Jiaqi. She said angrily, "Yes, I know everything between you two!"

Because of the excitement, Song Zhiwei didn't come up in one breath, and suddenly coughed violently again. She covered her mouth and lay on the bedside, coughing so much that she almost couldn't spit it out.

Wei Xuan sullenly listened to her cough.

Don't you have any common sense to yell and yell even when you're sick?
Song Zhiwei wanted to get the water glass by the bed, but the water glass was still very hot, Wei Xuan stopped her in time.

"You won't even let me drink water?" Song Zhiwei accused me aggrieved and angrily, crying until tears came out.

"It's hot." Wei Xuan pulled her up and told her to sit up and breathe.

Seeing that she was suffering, Wei Xuan went outside to get some cold water from the water dispenser, mixed it with hot water, and fed her to drink.

Song Zhiwei coughed so much that she could barely raise her hand, so she let Wei Xuan feed her water.

She didn't have the strength to scold him anymore, so she lay down and closed her eyes to rest.

Seeing her flushed face and Wei Xuan's thick eyebrows furrowed, she had better go to the hospital like this, but now it's raining outside, and she will catch cold if she goes out.

He thought that there was a bottle of medical alcohol in the medicine box. She was hot and not sweating, so she could try using alcohol to cool down.

So he brought mixed alcohol and gauze from the living room, sat on the head of the bed, and straightened her arms.

"What are you doing?" Song Zhiwei opened his eyes, as if covered with a veil, confused.

"Cool down." Wei Xuan explained his intention concisely. If the burning continues like this, she may be burned stupidly before the rain stops.

Like his profession, he knows some medical common sense, especially this kind of emergency method.

He dampened the gauze, starting from her neck, and wiped it from top to bottom.

The warm water is not irritating, and the diluted alcohol takes away excess heat from the body surface, and the wiped part feels cool.

When she wiped the palm of her hand, Song Zhiwei felt itchy, she giggled and avoided it.

Wei Xuan stared at her, and said in a deep voice, "Don't move."

"Itches." Song Zhiwei's skin is sensitive, especially on the palms, soles of feet, and waist. His vigorous rubbing method made her feel like being licked by a puppy, and she just wanted to laugh.

Wei Xuan directly grabbed her wrist, wiped it twice quickly, and then let her lie on her stomach.

Song Zhiwei slowly turned over.

Pushing back her long hair, Wei Xuan wiped the back of her neck with gauze, and then said to her: "Next is the back, the pajamas are raised."

"No!" Of course Song Zhiwei refused.

"Wipe yourself." Wei Xuan handed her the gauze.

She is sure that she can't wipe it off by herself in this situation. After weighing the pros and cons, her mind may be muddy, so she compromised: "You should wipe it off."

Wei Xuan lifted up her blouse, revealing her smooth back, slender waist, and the imaginative bra strap.

Purely treating her as a patient, Wei Xuan wiped her back carefully without distraction.

Song Zhiwei suddenly said: "When I was a child, my dad also wiped my body like this. I also lay down like this, but I took off all my clothes."

Wei Xuan closed his eyes, pretending he didn't hear her words.

Song Zhiwei turned on the chatter mode again: "Seeing that you are so proficient in your movements, have you ever helped other women? You and Ye Jiaqi have known each other since childhood, have you ever done this for her?"

In order to make her shut up, Wei Xuan threatened: "Shut up, denying the truth will strip you."

(End of this chapter)