Lay Down My Bad Husband

Realizing what he was thinking all the time, the man fidgeted and "snapped" the document in his hand Then, the whole person leans back in the chair. Then, he raises his hand and presses it in the center of his eyebrows. It's a dryness that can't be concealed.

He tried to calm down his restless heart, but the more a man wanted to calm down, the more he couldn't calm down. Lin Ziyi's different faces played back and forth in his mind. When he thought of Lin Ziyi's picture of panting under him, and his body, he couldn't help reacting.

Damn it!

With a low curse, the man picked up the mobile phone on the desk and pressed the familiar number.

"Sir."

"Where is Lin Ziyi?" The anger and dryness in a man's voice are not concealed at all.

Li Zheng had been psychologically prepared for a long time, so he replied without any hesitation, "Miss Lin is in the rental room, but her condition is not very good."

"What's the matter with her?" Man's voice, suddenly dyed a few worries.

"Xie Xiaolin said that Miss Lin's fever is nearly 40 degrees..."

--High fever to nearly 40 degrees!

The man's brain, running fast, immediately thought of why she had a high fever, a heart also suddenly raised up, worry and uneasiness, more than all the anger and dryness.

“…… However, the high fever is slowly going down. "

After hearing Li Zheng's words, the man who had planned to get up sat back in the chair, and his heart gradually fell back.

"Send someone to keep an eye on her. If she does stupid things outside again, tie her back to the presidential palace." The man can't help but command such a sentence, completely forget, the forest appropriate hateful and stubborn.

"Yes, sir."

When he hung up, the man was still a little worried, so he went to the children's room with his mobile phone.

The little guy is very upset tonight, because not only Lin Ziyi is not in the presidential palace, but Tang Su has a cold and hard face all night, just like he always takes the last place in the class.

So, in the children's bed toss and turn, the little guy just turned for more than an hour did not fall asleep.

Just when he was a little sleepy, the door was pushed open. He saw a slender leg in trousers. The little guy said, "hum..." With a sound, he turned his head and carried his back to the door, then buried his small face in the pillow, completely ignoring the people who came in.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" The man came to the bedside, orange soft light, will he was long and straight figure, pull out the long shadow, black pressure shrouded the little guy on the bed.

Little guy "hum..." Two, twisted in the quilt, ignored the man.

"Since you haven't slept, get up and call your mother."

As soon as I heard that I could call Lin Ziyi, the little guy's big eyes, which were originally depressed and angry, were immediately replaced by the light of surprise. Then he turned around and looked at the man standing by the bed with big eyes twinkling. He couldn't believe it.

You know, as soon as the man who stood in front of him came back, he confiscated his multi-function watch, and he was not allowed to call Lin Ziyi from his landline, let alone go to find Lin Ziyi.

Now, he took the initiative to ask him to call Lin Ziyi.

There is no mistake!

However, immediately, the little guy understood.

Curled his lips, is not willing to expose the man in front of the way, "you miss your mother, why let me fight, you don't know how to fight?"

The man's handsome face sank, "which so much nonsense, fight or not fight?"

When the little guy is still hesitating, the man has turned around, stepped out of his long legs and is about to leave.

"Ah...!" The little guy quickly stopped him Can't I fight yet? "

The corner of the man's lip, slightly invisible to hook, will pocket children's multi-function watch out, throw back to the little guy.

"Now."

The little guy squinted at the man, twisted out of the bed, took his watch, and started voice dialing.

At the other end of the phone, Lin Ziyi, who has not eaten for a day and a night, after washing and drinking the white porridge made by Xie's mother, feels that her heart is beginning to warm up.

After half a night of porridge, the mobile phone on the sofa rings. Xie Xiaolin runs over to take Lin Ziyi's mobile phone. Seeing that it's a little guy, she connects the phone without hesitation.

"Hey, honey, why don't you go to bed so late?"

The little guy on the other end of the phone laughs, "godmother, I miss you and your mother. I can't sleep."

Standing next to the little guy, the man heard Xie Xiaolin's light voice. He was worried about it and immediately relaxed a lot.

"To tell you the truth, I miss you too. Otherwise, you can come back tomorrow and make delicious food for you." Xie Xiaolin looks at Lin Ziyi who is eating porridge in the restaurant."Yes, yes! I'll go back to school tomorrow. "

Looking at the little guy's round head like a chicken pecking rice, his face was a little bit heavy, and his deep ink eyes were cold.

The little guy completely ignored the existence of the man beside the bed. After chatting with Xie Xiaolin happily for several times, he asked, "godmother, what's my mother doing?"

"She's eating. Wait a minute. I'll give her the phone."

It is said that Lin Ziyi is eating. It seems that her high fever has really subsided. The man's heart is hanging, but his face is still not good-looking.

"Honey." Because Lin Ziyi's flat body is inflamed and she hasn't eaten for a long time, her voice sounds abnormal. She is not only low and hoarse, but also very weak.

As soon as the man heard Lin Ziyi's voice, his relaxed heart seemed to be seized by something, especially uncomfortable.

This stupid woman, how can she be so obsessed with twists and turns, only to be shot for a few days, and then twists and turns again.

I really don't take my body seriously!

"Mom..." Not only Tang Su, but even the happy little guy couldn't be happy when he heard Lin Ziyi's voice. "What's the matter with you? Sick again? "

Lin Ziyi on the other end of the phone took a sip of warm boiled water to moisten his voice similar to that of a duck. He pretended to smile briskly, "I'm just a little bit inflamed. I just have a little cold. I'll get better soon."

"Mom, don't lie to me. You must not have a little cold. You must be very sick, right?" The little guy shriveled his mouth and asked stubbornly.

"Cough..." Just as the little guy was talking, Lin Ziyi's throat was itching, and he coughed softly and covered his mouth.