Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

The mirror image in front of Dongfang Shijin shook slightly, blurring Ye Qingcheng's face. He focused his eyes hard. Ye Qingcheng's eyes stained with tears made his heart and head like being stabbed by a thorn.

Dongfang Shijin has to sit up. His body still doesn't have much strength, but slowly, it seems to recover a little more than just now

Ye Qingcheng wanted him to lie down, but because of his insistence in his eyes, ye Qingcheng had to take the pillow next to him and cushion it behind him

Ye Qingcheng half knelt on the big bed and cushioned her with a pillow. Dongfang Shijin sat up and pulled slightly, and ye Qingcheng fell into his arms.

He gave a muffled hum.

Ye Qingcheng was about to get up in a hurry, "did I press you...?"

"I want to hold you for a while," Dongfang Shijin's hand didn't have much strength. He hugged her softly. Ye Qingcheng pursed his lips. He slowly lay down beside him and gently leaned against his arms.

"Are you better?" Ye Qingcheng asked him in a low voice.

"It's just an ordinary fever," said Dongfang Shijin in a faint voice. The world in front of him seems to be clearer, and the feeling of dizziness is slowly becoming blurred.

But there was still some slight sweat on his body, and it still looked pale.

"You are not allowed to drink all the time in the future," said Ye Qingcheng, who dared not relax too much for fear of crushing him.

"Then I won't allow you to escape all the time."

"Well," Ye Qingcheng replied stiffly, slowly propped up his body, and put one hand on his forehead. It's not as hot as it was just now, "does it still hurt?"

"I said it still hurts, so you should be ready to devote yourself?" Dongfang Shijin frivolously took down her hand, but gently kissed it on her lips, and his tone was stained with his evil charm, "huh?"

"No," Ye Qingcheng took back his hand and slowly sat up. "I'll go down and get you medicine, and then you should have a rest."

"HMM." Dongfang Shijin said faintly. He sat on the big bed and looked at her.

Ye Qingcheng went downstairs, and the doctor was still dispensing medicine below.

"Doctor," Ye Qingcheng walked over. The doctor was wearing glasses and was strictly distributing the quantity of each drug.

"Miss ye, what's up?"

"Are you sure he's okay?" Ye Qingcheng still wanted to be sure again and again. She was a little uneasy in her heart.

"Well, his fever is normal," said the doctor, "and generally, only under the conditions I said before can he have a persistent high fever... And this gentleman's body doesn't have that disease, so it's normal... And today is the first day of fever."

"OK," Ye Qingcheng comforted a little by the doctor's words and took a medicine from the side, "is this one for once?"

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PS3 notice: 1. After the lollipop activity ends on June 5, the next delivery of Australian handmade candy will be held, waiting for my notice (the picture will be released first in the group and on my QQ).

2. The last time in the pet, in the abuse of a short period of time, ok?

3. June 14 was on time for three consecutive days, so how many do you want to see? Leave me a message.

This paragraph of nagging is not included in the number of words in the text. (PPPs: don't forget to recommend tickets and monthly tickets ~)