Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

This ostrich appearance made Ling Yushen helpless to her.

A good cold granule is put on the bedside table. It's still steaming. A faint smell of medicine has drifted in the air.

He sat down by the bed, picked up Lu Mian, who was rolled into a ball with his hands, and let her lean against his arms.

"Wuwu..."

Lu Mian is protesting with him across the quilt.

Ling Yushen, like peeling zongzi, peeled off layers of quilts from her. Lu Mian struggled and continued to wrap them. Don't let him hold his wrist and yelled in a low voice, "stop making trouble. With such a stuffy nose, do you still want to hide inside and suffocate yourself? "

Lu Mian, who was physically uncomfortable, was mentally vulnerable. When he was fierce, he didn't know whether it was his hypocrisy or injustice. In short, tears flowed out of control.

No trouble, just cry silently.

Crystal clear tears, big drops rolled down from the eyes and slid down the face.

Hit him on the back of his hand.

As if burned by the hot temperature, Ling Yushen immediately loosened the clamp on her, lowered her head, provoked her chin and forced her to lift her face to look at herself. When the face blurred by tears appeared in front of him, her heart seemed to be bitten by something.

It hurts badly.

Slightly helpless hand, to wipe her tears, "don't cry, sleep."

Lu Mian's tears fell more fiercely, his breathing was not smooth, and the whole person sobbed again. His whole body was convulsed. It was really pathetic and distressing.

"Sleep, don't cry." He lowered his head and his voice became hoarse.

Looking at her eyes, deep and dark, engraved with deep love.

"People don't want to take medicine. You have to force people. I just don't want to eat, I'm afraid. If I'm not afraid, who... Who is willing to make himself uncomfortable. "

The more he said, the more wronged Lu Mian was, "it's me who's uncomfortable. You're still fierce... You're also fierce at me. Have you ever been a husband like this? "

"Yes, I shouldn't hurt you." Ling Yushen wiped her tears with his sleeve, held her, and gently kissed her hair with his thin lips. "You shouldn't be cruel to you, don't cry."

Grievances poured in. Lu Mian couldn't stop crying.

Being coaxed and hugged by him, he cried harder and harder.

Today is his birthday. I was going to give him a good birthday today. Now it seems that there is no hope.

She was ill all her life. She just wanted to lie down and have a good sleep all day.

Ling Yushen held her hand and looked at her red and swollen eyes. Lu Mian stared at him, "what are you laughing at?"

"Just like you resist taking medicine, what will the children do like you in the future?"

"Then can't you cheer up and make the child like you?"

Ling Yushen was stunned. Didn't she think she would answer so that the child would be like him?

It seems... He can't control it.

"But I think children are more lovely like you."

The sudden boast made Lu Mian's tears, which were about to fall from his eyes, coagulate. I still feel pity when I see that they will not fall.

"You want to have children in the future. Shall we have a daughter?" Ling Yushen's eyes are far away. He seems to be imagining the future. "It must be very cute."

"... whatever." Lu Mian actually wants to say that both boys and girls are lovely like her.

But these words seemed to have narcissistic and smelly beauty, and she still stopped talking.

After a lot of noise, the medicine has been warm. It is the right temperature to drink the medicine.