Late Marriage: Warm Wife, Let's Get Married

After dinner, the overseas Chinese couple took the two of them and chatted in the living room for a long time.

From time to time, ask them when they want children, how old they are this year, and go back to see their parents more.

Both of them just accompanied the smiling face and said nothing. An Jingxing thought if they knew that they both wanted to see their parents and didn't know where to see them, how would they feel?

It was not easy to wait until the host said it was late and the guests should have a rest. The hostess who was very excited all night finally ended the conversation in a lack of interest.

Let the two of them go back to their room.

It was almost eleven o'clock when she returned to the room. An Jingxing felt a little sleepy. When she returned to the room, she wanted to lie down, but she looked at the only bed in the room and the men around her. She hesitated again.

However, this time, Tang qianrong was not as rogue as before. When he entered the house, he took the velvet pillow on the bed and threw it on the sofa.

Without waiting for an Jingxing to speak, he said, "you sleep in bed, I sleep on the sofa. It's getting late and have a rest early."

Her eyebrows jumped and she was surprised to see that the man didn't turn into a hooligan. However, if she could spend the night in peace, it would be the best.

Recalling his bravery, she still had lingering palpitations. She really couldn't bear it.

As if afraid of his repentance, she quickly pressed the light off button, got into the quilt, hurriedly said good night, and planned to go to sleep.

However, I don't know if she suddenly changed the room, or because there was a strange smell in the room, she lay down for a while, but she still didn't feel sleepy. Her eyes fell on the man lying on the sofa from time to time.

She could not help wrinkling her eyebrows when she saw that he was covered only with a thin blanket.

After a long time, anjingxing heard someone coughing low. The voice seemed to be very low. She was afraid to disturb others. After listening to it for a long time, she found that the voice was actually uploaded from Tang qianrong.

She couldn't help thinking of his cold hands just now.

My heart tightened.

He shouldn't be

Think of the previous times that this man always appeared beside him when he was in danger. Now if he turns a blind eye to his illness, it's a little too ruthless.

After hesitating again and again, an Jingxing finally sat up from the bed and shouted in the direction of Tang qianrong: "gene, are you okay?"

She waited for several minutes, but she never heard an answer.

An Jingxing felt something wrong and got out of bed and walked towards the sofa.

It rained heavily outside the window, and the sound of soybean raindrops hitting the roof crackled. An Jingxing squatted down beside Tang qianrong and looked at his face with the scattered light outside the window.

This is a surprise.

The man's face was as pale as a piece of paper, his whole body seemed to tremble, his forehead was cold and sweaty, his hands were attached, and all he touched were cold and cold sweat, and his forehead was hot.

An Jingxing also lived alone for so many years, and suddenly understood that the man probably had a fever.

Let a patient with fever sleep on the sofa and cover it with such a thin blanket. The guilt at the bottom of an Jingxing's heart suddenly swelled several times. She looked back at the large double bed. She thought to herself that he was so ill that there should be no danger?