Delicate Wife Is too Attractive

Xia Qingli was frightened by the sound, and her white little hand gently covered the door. Her voice trembled unnaturally: "Lu, Lu Qian?"

“……”

No one answered.

Xia Qingli immediately panicked. She pushed open the door with both hands and looked around the villa. Only then did she see Lu Qian lying by the door.

"Lu Qian..." Xia Qingli hurriedly crouched down and stretched out the back of his hand to explore his forehead.

Her forehead was hot, and her eyes were always cold and closed tightly.

Just as he was about to take back his hand, Lu Qian grabbed her. She was hurt at her feet, caught off guard, and fell on him with an unstable center of gravity.

Because she was in a defensive state, her arm in front of her chest made a dull noise when it hit Lu Qian. She quickly moved her arm away and looked at his face at a loss.

"Lu Qian?"

"Don't move." Wennuo's voice came into his ears.

He held her body in one hand, covered her long hair with the other hand and stroked her gently.

Then a light kiss fell on her forehead.

Xia Qingli breathed, looked up at his face with his eyes still closed, and even his breathing became cautious.

There was a faint smell of wine on his body. His deep eyes opened faintly and looked at the little woman in his arms gently. His warm fingertips slipped through her cheeks and gently raised her chin.

The spoiled and autocratic eyes, like looking at the treasures that belong to him alone, coincide with his face when he was young.

Xia Qingli was breathless and subconsciously closed his eyes, but he didn't wait for his falling lips.

Holding her strength slightly increased. Xia Qingli opened her water eyes, looked at the past along Lu Qian's eyes, hurriedly struggled to get up from Lu Qian's arms and looked at Qin Zhi standing at the door: "you, how are you still..."

"When you answered the phone, you said someone was ill. I guess you can't be busy alone, so..." Qin Zhi's narrow eyes looked back and forth on Lu Qian and Xia Qingli, and immediately smiled, "excuse me."

The joking smile made Xia Qingli blush with embarrassment. Looking at Lu Qian who wanted to get up, he quickly helped him get up and said, "you misunderstood..."

"Really?" Qin Zhi smiled and leaned against the door, "what did I misunderstand?"

"I......" Xia Qingli bit her lips and her eyes were light: "he is my brother......"

"Oh, can I help you?" Although Qin Zhi asked so, he didn't mean to do it at all.

Lu Qian's body paused slightly. He gently pushed away Xia Qingli and stood. He looked distant and indifferent. "There's no need to help. Qingli, please come in and sit down."

Realizing that Lu Qian was in a wrong mood, Xia Qingli didn't want to entangle with Qin Zhi more. He hurriedly sent Qin Zhi away and stood in front of Lu Qian like a child who had done something wrong.

Lu Qian coughed lightly and went upstairs without looking back. "What else?"

Xia Qingli closely followed Lu Qian. Seeing his frivolous steps, his whole heart hung in his throat for fear that he might fall down the stairs.

Until he entered the bedroom and slammed the door, Xia Qingli went to pick up the cold water, put it at the door of the bedroom and began to study the door lock.

Lu Qian, half lying in bed, looked at the surveillance video and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Click".

The door opened in response.

Xia Qingli still kept the previous state of bending over to study the door lock. Now he was facing an indescribable replacement of Lu Qian. His pretty little face paused slightly. He immediately squatted down and picked up the basin and towel. He didn't dare to look up at him: "I... Will help you apply a cold towel."

The temperature dropped suddenly, and we could almost hear each other's breathing.

As if expecting what Lu Qian would say next, Xia Qingli looked at the button of his shirt and said, "as long as your fever goes down, I'll go back."

After seeing no man's action for a long time, Xia Qingli raised her head nervously, looked up at the pair of slightly narrowed deep eyes, simply turned sideways, opened the door and walked in first.

Who knows, as soon as his shoulder touched Lu Qian's arm, he saw his whole body leaning back and fainting.

Xia Qingli quickly threw away the basin and towel in her hand and helped her with both hands, but her strength was too small. She was dumped on the heavy carpet by Lu Qian's body.

"Hiss --" Xia Qingli was pressed to his arm, gently took a breath, quickly got up and pushed Lu Qian's body: "Lu Qian, Lu Qian? Wake up... "

His thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and his face was flushed unnaturally.

"Have a fever and drink..."

Xia Qingli muttered in a low voice, holding his body half up, then slowly dragged it to the bed, half knelt on the ground and cleaned up the water that had just been overturned.

Then he rewired the cold water to dry the towel and put it on his forehead.

His indifferent face lost his pride. Xia Qingli helped him wipe his forehead with a towel. Looking at his rare warm face, he smiled at the corners of his lips for some reason.

She sent a text message to Qin youyou to report peace. Afraid that Lu Qian would be thirsty, she specially burned warm water and dipped a cotton swab in it to help him moisten his lips.

The movement was gentle for fear of hurting him.

It was not until the afternoon that Xia Qingli, who had not dropped rice, quietly brought the door to the kitchen and cooked porridge for herself.

When returning to Lu Qian's bedroom, Lu Qian put his arm on his forehead. The towel soaked in cold water had fallen to the ground. His eyebrows frowned unhappily, as if he were having a bad dream.

Xia Qingli hurried to the bedside, carefully grabbed his fingers, put his arm down, and then put the replacement wet towel prepared downstairs on his forehead.

Like the angry tone of blaming him for always fighting for himself when he was a child, he pointed his nose and murmured, "Why are you still so dishonest..."

As soon as the voice fell, the little hand still resting on the tip of his nose was held.

Xia Qingli was surprised. Before he could react, he was held by the big hand and brought the whole body to him.

She fell on his chest, some uncertain, and whispered to him, "Lu Qian?"

There was only a shallow breath in response to her.

With his ears close to his chest, you can clearly hear the beating sound of his heart from his body.

She wanted to break free and push him away, but she didn't know what strength to push him away. She could only lie on him quietly and wait for him to let go naturally.

Unexpectedly, it was a night.

At four o'clock in the morning, Lu Qian lightly opened his eyes, and the towel covered on his forehead had fallen off.

He reached out and rubbed his temples, felt the pressure on his body, and looked into his arms