Mystery Lover: The President's Deep Favor

His nose is very heavy. His face is burning red. He has covered such a thick quilt for a long time, and the sweat on his body is layer by layer. When he opens the quilt, it is sweat smell.

Han Zhaoxue is probably confused. Otherwise, how can he allow himself to be so sloppy now if he doesn't have a bath all day.

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

While Bai Su said, he unfastened the buttons of his pajamas to let the air come into contact with his skin, and helped him temporarily adjust some temperature to make him feel better.

"I took the antipyretic."

Han Zhaoxue breathed out a breath. The scorching temperature was scalded on the back of Bai Su's hand. She was stunned. She took out a thermometer from the bedside table and took her temperature.

Maybe the antipyretic medicine played a role. Han Zhaoxue's temperature is not particularly high at the moment. It's 37 degrees eight.

White Su quietly relaxed, to the bathroom to get a basin of water, carrying a towel out.

Han Zhaoxue felt vaguely that her clothes had been dragged down, and then her chest was wiped by 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, licked his lips and whispered, "daughter-in-law."

After stewing Bai Su's action for a while, Han Zhaoxue's eyes are blurred, and she can't see Bai Su's expression clearly. However, her subtle movement changes make him feel happy. So, like a child, with a thick nasal sound, she changed her name to "wife."

He still didn't understand.

Han Zhaoxue felt a little disappointed and pursed her lips. When Bai Su asked him to lie down on the bed and wipe his back, he looked at her. Although his eyes could not be focused, it did not affect him to dial Bai su.

"Wife, you never called my husband."

Before Han Zhaolin pulled him into the small group, he was daily mu Yunze and Gaoge scattered dog food.

In fact, he didn't understand why mu Yunze was fond of singing like a little star with a vicious mouth, a character of jumping and dragging, and full of gossip, but at the same time, he deeply envied their feelings.

Soon after singing out of the month, mu Yunze left his work and his baby aside and took his wife to Norway to live in the world of two.

A few days ago, Han Zhaoxue was fed a wave of dog food.

It was him and the couple of Mu's family who married first, but they were like the old couple who had been married for 20 or 30 years and lost their passion.

He's not happy, he's very upset!

When he was sick and his nerves were most vulnerable, all of them broke out. Even he did not notice how sad his tone was when he said this.

Bai Su didn't stop, covering his throat and whispering, "don't you think your husband and wife's call is numb?"

Han Zhaoxue always dislikes Han Zhaoxue for watching romantic dramas with some bloody lines. Bai Su knows this very well. What's more, she can't speak out.

She has known her elder brother for more than 20 years and has called her husband for more than 10 years. Even though she has been married for so many years, she is embarrassed to call her husband. She always feels strange and a little greasy. What's more, they are not particularly good-natured. They call it more strange.

"No So numb, "Han Zhaoxue's eyes fluttered," or you call, I feel the feeling? "

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

Then he turned off the light and went out.

Han Zhaoxue's "Oh" did not come out in his mouth. He was left alone in the dark black bedroom, and Baisu left.

He was very disappointed, and at the same time he felt that Bai Su was too heartless.

Before he had always thought that their relationship had eased, why suddenly Baisu was so indifferent. He had been busy all night yesterday. When he left this morning, he didn't care about him. Now he was sick, so he wiped his body and ran away. When she was sick, he ran to the hospital with her in his arms. The more he thought about it, the more he felt cold.

Probably because of her illness, Han Zhaoxue felt that she was more affectionate 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. The only reason he could think of was that Bai Su didn't want him.

He felt very sad. He opened the quilt and jumped out of bed with his sour body.

As soon as the door of the bedroom was opened, Bai Su stood in the same place with a bowl in her hand. She looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I can get up. Let's eat."

Han Zhaoxue

Smelling the delicious rice porridge, Han Zhaoxue realized that Bai Su was going to get him something to eat.

Thinking about his unprofitable appearance just now, Han Zhaoxue blushed, coughed, covered up his embarrassment, and whispered, "I'll wash my hands."

When turning around, the legs are a little sour and soft, and they hold the door frame in time, and then barely stand firm.Bai Su put down the dishes and chopsticks, ran after him and helped him.

Han Zhaoxue's heart warmed up. Just as he was about to say something sensational, he heard Bai Su murmuring in a low voice, "after dinner, you'd better go to the hospital. After a day's burning, don't burn your brain."

Han Zhaoxue

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

Bai Su's movements made her eyelashes tremble, and she whispered, "Oh," and asked, "is president Fang OK?"

"It's very good," Han Zhaoxue said after taking a sip of soup. "President Fang's daughter has settled down abroad. She wants to take president Fang to live abroad. After about the end of the new year, she is going to leave. I'm afraid she won't have many opportunities to come back."

"It will be sooner or later for president Fang to move along with this daughter."

Her appearance is very calm, there is nothing wrong with her.

"I was yesterday..." Han Zhao snowed for a moment. If he mentioned Fu Ningjun now, would he recall Bai Su's bad memory? After thinking about it, he thought slowly, "I checked the ticket to Tibet at the end of the month yesterday. Can you ask for leave then?"

Bai Su is a little disappointed. He thinks Han Zhaoxue wants to explain his meeting with Xu Anyan yesterday, but it is this

"It's very difficult," Bai Su said in a low voice. "I've already asked for leave at the beginning of the month, but the leave at the end of the month may not be easy to approve. Moreover, it's snowing in Tibet now. It's not a good time to go at this time."

She is still looking for reasons to refuse, but Han Zhaoxue has stopped chopsticks and pursed her lips, "do you want to go with me?"

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