His nose is very heavy, and his face is burning red. He covers such a thick quilt for a long time, and his sweat comes out layer after layer. When he opens the quilt, it's sweat.

Han Zhaoxue may have been confused. Otherwise, people who usually don't take a bath all day can't do it. How can they allow themselves to be so sloppy now.

"You have a fever. Why don't you go to the hospital?"

While Bai Su said, he untied the buttons of his pajamas to let the air come into contact with his skin, and helped him temporarily warm up to make him feel better.

"I've taken some medicine for my fever."

Han Zhaoxue breathes out a breath and burns the hot temperature on the back of Bai Su's hand. She pauses and takes out a thermometer from the bedside table to take her temperature.

Maybe the antipyretic medicine worked. Han Zhaoxue's temperature is not very high at the moment. It's 37 degrees eight.

Bai Su quietly relaxed, went to the bathroom to get a basin of water, and came out with a towel.

Han Zhaoxue felt vaguely that her clothes were taken off, and then her chest was wiped with something cool, very comfortable.

He reluctantly raised his heavy eyelids and saw Bai Su sitting at the head of the bed, wiping his body.

Han Zhaoxue's heart was warm, and she licked her lips and called her "daughter-in-law" in a low voice

After a little stew, Han Zhaoxue could not see clearly the expression of Bai Su's face. However, her slight movement changes made him happy, so he changed his name like a child with a strong nasal voice, "wife."

Bai Su still didn't talk to him.

Han Zhaoxue feels a little disappointed and purses her lips. When Bai Su makes him lie on the bed and wipe his back, he looks at her. Although his eyes can't focus, it doesn't affect him to tease Bai Su at all.

"Wife, you never called my husband."

Before Han Zhaolin pulled him into faqun, he was scattered dog food by muyunze and Gaoge every day.

In fact, he didn't understand why mu Yunze fell in love with the little stars who were like Gaoge, with vicious mouth, jumping personality and full of gossip. But at the same time, he was deeply envious of their feelings.

Soon after Gaoge's birth, mu Yunze put aside his work and children, and took his wife to Norway to live for two.

A few days ago, every other time will be in the group drying photos, Han Zhaoxue was fed a wave of dog food.

It's him who got married first, but they are just like the old couple who have been married for 20 or 30 years and lost their passion.

He's upset, very upset!

These unhappiness, when he was sick and his nerves were most fragile, all burst out. Even he didn't notice how sad he was when he said this.

Bai Su's hand movement didn't stop. He pressed his voice and said softly, "don't you think my husband and wife's cry is numb?"

At ordinary times, Han's mother watches some romantic dramas with some bloody lines in them. Han Zhaoxue has to dislike them for a long time. Bai Su knows this well. What's more, she can't export them.

I've known my brother for more than 20 years, and I've called him for more than 10 years. Even if I've been married for so many years, she's embarrassed to call her husband. She always feels strange and a little greasy. What's more, they don't have a very good relationship. It's even more strange to call her husband.

"It's not... So numb," Han Zhaoxue's eyes floated, "or you call, I feel?"

Bai Su covered him with a quilt and avoided the topic, "you can sleep a little longer and have a good rest."

Then he turned off the light and went out.

Han Zhaoxue's "Oh" voice didn't come out in his mouth, but he was left alone in the dark bedroom, so Bai Su left.

He was very disappointed, and at the same time he felt that Bai Su had no conscience.

Before, he always thought that their relationship had eased. Why did Bai Su suddenly become so cold? He was busy all night yesterday. When Bai Su left this morning, he didn't care about him. Now he was ill, so he wiped his body and ran away. Before, when she was ill, he ran to the hospital with her in his arms. The more he thought about it, the colder he felt.

Probably because of her illness, Han Zhaoxue felt more affected than usual, especially when she thought of Bai Su's divorce last night.

He thought about whether he had done something to make Bai Su unhappy recently. He thought about it and didn't come up with a reason. However, the only reason he could think of was that Bai Su didn't want him.

He felt very uncomfortable. He lifted the quilt, dragged his soft body and jumped out of bed.

As soon as he opened the door of the bedroom, he saw Bai Su standing in the same place with a bowl in his hand. He looked at him in surprise. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "I can get up. Let's eat."

Han Zhaoxue

Smelling the delicious rice porridge, Han Zhaoxue realized that Bai Su was going to make it for him.

Thinking about his unpromising appearance just now, Han Zhaoxue blushed, coughed, covered up his embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "I'll wash my hands."

When I turned around, my legs were a little weak. I held the door frame in time and just managed to stand firm.

Bai Su puts down the bowl and chopsticks, catches up and holds him.

Han Zhaoxue's heart warms up. As soon as he wants to say something sensational, he hears Bai Su murmur in a low voice, "after dinner, you'd better go to the hospital. It's been burning all day. Don't burn your brain."

Han Zhaoxue

During the meal, Han Zhaoxue stirred back and forth with a spoon, and looked at Bai Su's expression secretly. He said tentatively, "yesterday I went to see president Fang."

White element action, eyelashes trembled, low voice "Oh" a, asked, "director Fang body OK?"

"Very good," Han Zhaoxue said after a mouthful of soup. "President Fang's daughter has settled down abroad. She wants to take president Fang to live abroad together. After the Spring Festival, she will leave. I'm afraid she won't have much chance to come back."

"President Fang has only one daughter. It's only a matter of time before we move there."

She looked calm and there was nothing wrong with her.

"I yesterday..." Han Zhao Xuedun for a moment, if he now mentions Fu Ningjun that person, will recall the white element bad memory, such a thought, then ponders slowly way, "I checked the ticket to Tibet at the end of the month yesterday, can you ask for leave at that time?"

Bai Su is disappointed. He thinks Han Zhaoxue wants to explain what happened when he saw Xu Anyan yesterday, but this is what he didn't expect

"It's very difficult," Bai Su said in a low voice, drooping her eyes. "I've asked for leave at the beginning of the month, and it's probably not easy to approve the leave at the end of the month. Moreover, it's snowing in Tibet now, so it's not a good season to go at this time."

She is still looking for reasons to refuse, but Han Zhaoxue has stopped chopsticks, pursed her lips and said, "don't you want to go with me?"

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