Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. Although the dizziness and brain swelling caused by fever made him uncomfortable, it obviously brought their relationship closer.

Good.

Yan Sihan was satisfied with the current situation, but he just wanted to get up and moved, but found his limbs tightly wrapped in a pink broken flower quilt.

Wait

Did you sleep all night?

Yan Sihan stiffened. He closed his eyes and recalled what had happened last night.

After thinking for a long time, I didn't think of a reason. It's like a fragment. I don't remember how he slept in bed and how he was wrapped in a strip.

But it is certain that this must be related to Gu zhixia!

Yan Sihan frowned. He opened his eyes and looked at the closed door in front of him. He cleared his dry throat and was ready to shout.

But the next second, as if there was an induction, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Gu zhixia came in with a water cup and looked up at Yan Sihan's line of sight.

She was stunned, quickened her pace, walked to the bedside, put down the water cup in her hand, and put her hand on his forehead.

Although there is still some fine sweat, it's good that it's no longer hot.

Should it be a fever?

Gu zhixia took back his hand and said in a voice, "wake up. I've cooked porridge for you."

She handed the water cup to Yan Sihan, but he didn't answer.

“？”

"The wrapping is too tight and there is no hand." Yan Sihan was helpless and reminded her.

"Oh." Gu zhixia reacted and reached forward to open the quilt for him. But when his hand touched the quilt, he suddenly remembered the picture of him taking off his clothes yesterday.

Should he be on his upper body now or... Like that?

Gu knew that Shelton lived, took back his hand and escaped from the bedroom.

"You'd better find a way by yourself."

A light word fell into Yan Sihan's ear and stunned him instantly.

She just left? Don't even help with the quilt?

Yan Sihan twisted the quilt still tightly wrapped around him, closed his eyes, calm his face, adjusted his posture full of humiliation, and rolled from the head of the bed to the end of the bed.

Finally escaped from captivity.

Without the restraint of the quilt, I suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, but the slight coolness rushed to the senses through the exposed skin.

"Ah..." Yan Sihan lowered his head, looked at himself and hooked the corner of his mouth.

He seemed to know why she was avoiding him.

Yan Sihan got out of bed and stepped on the floor barefoot.

One night with a high fever, his body was inevitably a little empty. He was tall. When he suddenly stood up, he couldn't help feeling dizzy for a while. He closed his eyes and waited until he recovered slightly before looking for the shirt thrown by the bed.

The white handmade custom-made shirts have long been out of shape and crumpled together.

Yan Sihan looked at it and frowned in disgust. He didn't even touch it.

He picked up the water cup, looked up and drank most of it. Then he went out of the bedroom to look for Gu zhixia.

"Zhixia." even if he moistened his throat with warm water, he was still very hoarse, and his throat seemed to be cut by a knife.

He walked behind her barefoot and topless.

Lean waist, abdominal muscles down the mermaid line, into the bound leather buckle pressed black trousers.

"The porridge is ready." Gu zhixia heard Yan Sihan shouting to herself. She was about to turn around with the bowl full of porridge. Unexpectedly, as soon as she looked back, she saw two cranberries on his chest.

Up and down as you breathe.

“？？？”

She froze and paused for several seconds before shouting.

"Yan Sihan, you did it on purpose!"

She took off her clothes yesterday. She could explain by herself that she had a fever and was too hot!

But what's going on now! Wake up and don't get dressed? Is he seducing her?

Gu zhixia touched the ground and directly put the atherosclerotic bowl on one side of the table. She stared at Yan Sihan, but avoided the part below his face.

"I can't wear my clothes."

Yan sixhan didn't expect Gu zhixia's reaction to be so great. He lowered his head slightly, looked at her earlobe, which seemed to be crimson, and smiled low. He couldn't help laughing, "Gu zhixia, when were you so shy?"

But he still remembers that the first time she met, she dared to make out with herself in front of others.

At that time, she was much stronger than now.

However, the shy look now seems very cute.

"Who, who is shy?" Gu zhixia was teased by Yan Sihan, but the dead duck refused to admit it. She looked up and taught him, "who doesn't wear clothes in broad daylight? It's immoral! I don't know shame!"

Yan Sihan not only accepted Gu zhixia's criticism, but also had sufficient reasons.

"I said, I can't wear my shirt." he was in a good mood. He bent down, leaned close to her ear and asked softly, "otherwise, lend me your clothes?"

The warm breath inadvertently sprayed on the skin of her neck, and soon turned red.

"Think, think beautiful!" Gu zhixia couldn't help rolling his eyes and pushed him away.

She angrily went into the bedroom, grabbed the shirt with his faint smell of sweat and shower gel and looked at it.

The wrinkles make this shirt with excellent material and extremely soft cloth drop several prices in an instant.

Gu zhixia glanced at the corners of her mouth, as if... She really couldn't wear it.

But you can't really keep him naked all the time, can you? It's hard to get rid of the fever. You have to get up again. She can't stand waiting on him another night!

Gu zhixia pinched his shirt, looked around in the bedroom and fell on the wardrobe. In her ear, he just came with some ambiguous words: otherwise, lend me your clothes?

You can't always let him get the upper hand!

Gu zhixia kept the idea of a little revenge, opened the cabinet, picked a skirt he didn't wear and a shirt on his hand, and went out of the bedroom.

When I returned to the living room, I saw him sitting at the table without seeing him at all.

"Choose my clothes and yours." Gu zhixia stood in front of him, with a skirt in one hand and a shirt in the other, letting him choose for himself.

Looking at Yan Sihan's embarrassment, her face gradually sank, and her eyebrows were filled with expectation and pride.

I can't hide it.

Didn't he want to wear her clothes?

OK, she chose an S-shaped one! Buttocks! Tight skirt! Make sure it looks good!

Yan sixhan looked at Gu zhixia, who was very excited standing in front of him, and could only reach out to the wrinkled shirt. He hung in front of him, but he still couldn't bear to put it on himself.

"I'm fine, too."

Yan Sihan made the most difficult decision.

He threw his shirt to Gu zhixia.

He would rather just wear nothing than wear that wrinkled shirt.

[author's digression]: This is the treasure owner, memoda, secretly rubbing a wave of sugar~