Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Put down the mobile phone, Chu Cheng fell into meditation.

He suspected that Han Yang had a problem, but there was no substantive evidence, so he didn't express his doubts about Mu Shaoyan.

From the moment of looking at each other, a feeling of indescribable and unclear road ferments in the bottom of my heart.

Only men know men better.

Han Yang looked at Qiao xiaonuo with a hidden possessiveness.

But Qiao xiaonuo's psychological defense is the most vulnerable time now. If he wants to do something, it's easy.

…………

The bedroom was quiet.

Lying in bed, Qiao xiaonuo, wearing pajamas, slept quietly, and his thick long hair spread out on the pillow.

Under the halo, her porcelain white face was suffused with Yingrun luster, and her facial features were almost perfect. Han Yang came to the Bank of the bed, bent over and stroked her chin with his fingers.

A little up.

In his sleep, Qiao xiaonuo's head tilted slightly.

Han Yang paused. He smiled, took back his hand, put her hand into the quilt, stared at her deeply for a long time, and then left the bedroom.

The next day, early in the morning.

When Qiao xiaonuo woke up, he felt very tired and his body was very sour and soft.

It's like being run over by something.

She sat up, her head still a little dizzy, raised her hand and knocked on her head, trying to wake herself up.

"Miss, are you awake?"

Han Yang opened the door. He came in with a tray. He seemed to have expected that she would wake up at this time, so he prepared her breakfast.

"What time is it?"

There is no clock in the bedroom. She will do stupid things out of control. After that, the furniture and furnishings in the bedroom will be reduced again and again.

There is almost nothing superfluous now except essential goods.

"It's still early. It's only seven thirty." Han Yang put the tray on the bedside table and asked happily, "are you hungry? Would you like breakfast now? "

Not hungry.

I don't know if it's a side effect of taking medicine. Qiao xiaonuo feels nausea, loss of appetite and sleepiness.

My head hurts occasionally. More often, I still feel dizzy and stuffy.

She didn't answer. Han Yang made his own decision and handed her the milk. "Drink the milk first."

Before she got close, she waved it away.

The milk spilled all over the bed.

Qiao xiaonuo said calmly, "I'm not hungry. You go out. "

Han Yang smiled and took back his hand. "If you don't want to drink, don't drink. It doesn't matter."

He called the servant and changed all the dirty sheets and quilts.

The servant stood at the end of the bed, afraid to move, and had scruples, "Miss, now I'll change the sheets for you?"

Qiao xiaonuo lifted the quilt out of bed and went into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Qiao xiaonuo was stunned. Why was his face so bad?

His hands slapped his face. Qiao xiaonuo frowned and insisted on clapping his face red.

Han Yang, who heard the news coming in, grabbed her hand. Qiao xiaonuo struggled, "let go of me!"

Han Yang held her shoulder and took her body to his arms. "Can't you control yourself again?"

"No!"

"Miss, you shouldn't lie to me." Han Yang seemed to sigh helplessly and pressed her in his arms.

"Han Yang, you let go!"

Turning a deaf ear, Han Yang said to the servant outside the door, "go and get the lady's medicine, come on."

"Yes."

When the servant went to get the medicine, Han Yang told her, "didn't I tell you? When you can't control your behavior, tell me in time. Only I can help you, you know? "