Palm sweet wife: deeply beloved by mysterious husband

Mingjia villa.

Carrying a bowl of porridge, ye qihan sat down by the bed and softly called, "Yin Yin? Sound? Get up and eat before you sleep. "

The doctor said that her cold caused high fever. She should keep warm, drink more hot water and have more rest.

In addition, she didn't eat for a long time, and her stomach was hit hard. There was slight bleeding, which made her eat light and digestible food.

He cooked millet porridge himself, dried it until the temperature was appropriate, and brought it over.

Vaguely, Ming Youyin hears someone calling her.

She tried to open her eyes, and her misty eyes fell on ye qihan's face. "Brother ah Han, I'm so uncomfortable... What's the matter with me?"

Ye qihan was stunned, "Yin Yin?"

Since they turned their faces, Ming Youyin never called him "brother ah Han".

Ming Youyin's voice is sweet and waxy. It is clearly a normal voice. When you hear it in people's ears, it seems to have a taste of coquetry. People's hearts itch. They want to hold her in the palm of their hand.

Staring at Ming Youyin's pale face with abnormal flushing, ye qihan cried like a lost soul: "Yinyin..."

"Brother ah Han, did you give Xiao Hei medicine?" Ming Youyin groped and held his hand, closed his eyes and muttered, "I went to see it after school, but it still doesn't eat. I and I feed it medicine, but it ignores me and doesn't obey... Brother ah Han, you teach it a lesson No... "

"No, Xiao Hei is ill. He won't die... He won't die! I, I seem to be sick too. I'm so sad... Brother ah Han... "

She cried wrongfully and shook her head uneasily.

Ye qihan threw the bowl, held her in his arms and kissed her hair. "Yinyin, you have a fever and have taken medicine. You will get better soon. Be good and obedient..."

A high fever of more than thirty-nine degrees has confused her.

Xiao Hei is a horse raised by the two of them. Ming Youyin likes it very much.

Just before he turned against the Ming family, Xiao Hei fell ill and died.

Ming Youyin cries heartbroken. She can't eat for several days and can't cheer up.

At that time, he was the adopted son of the Ming family, the favorite and most trusted brother of Ming Youyin, and her tenderest and considerate lover.

He did everything he could to coax Ming Youyin for a long time before he saw her again.

At that time, he couldn't tell whether he was true or false.

Ming Youyin is so popular.

Smart, beautiful, kind and independent.

Occasionally, it is capricious and delicate, but within the acceptable range, it will not make people feel disgusted, but only make people feel lovely,

When he turned against the Ming family, his biggest entanglement came from Ming Youyin.

He thought that after the Ming family went bankrupt, he could easily leave Ming Youyin with him and be his lover.

But he was wrong.

He underestimated the strength and stubbornness of Ming Youyin.

The Ming family has been bankrupt for so long, and Ming Youyin is still wandering outside.

He pressed her step by step, and she fought and retreated.

Whenever he thought she had been cornered by him and could only throw herself into his arms, she found another way to survive.

After such a long delay, he ran out of patience and didn't want to delay any longer.

He looked at Ming Youyin, who was dependent and obedient in his arms, and suddenly thought of the way she was held in her arms by Zhan Yunting at the zunhuang club that day.

A fire was burning fiercely in his heart, which made his viscera unbearable.

This is his girl. No one is allowed to touch it!

He put mingyouyin on the bed and leaned over to kiss her neck: "Yinyin... Yinyin..."

She is his girl.

Even if you can't be his wife, you can only be his woman!

He stretched out his hand, untied her buttons one by one, and his thin lips went down along her slender and beautiful neck, leaving one trace after another on her porcelain white and tender skin, "sound... Sound..."

He leaned down and just wanted to go further. Ming Youyin suddenly grabbed his shoulder, breathed quickly, shook his head and muttered, "brother ah Han... Brother ah Han..."

"Yin Yin? What's the matter? " Hearing her shortness of breath and painful voice, ye qihan stopped and looked at her nervously, "Yin Yin?"

Mingyouyin suddenly raises her body and vomits on him with a "wow".

This scene immediately reminded ye qihan of his experience of being vomited by Ming Youyin when he tried to force Ming Youyin last time.

His face was livid and fiercely pushed Ming Youyin away.

Ming Youyin curls up in pain and whispers unconsciously: "Dad... Brother ah Han... Dad..."

Ye qihan reacted instantly. This time, Ming Youyin vomited him, not disgusting him, but stomach discomfort.

The doctor shouted, "his nerves are tight! Doctor! "

The doctor who was told to stand by outside the door hurriedly ran in, "young master?"

"Haven't you been treated?" Ye qihan asked with an iron blue face, "why still vomit?"

The doctor quickly explained: "young master, the eldest lady is still suffering from a high fever, and her stomach has just been badly hurt. She needs to recover slowly. She can't recover in a moment."

Ye qihan stared at Ming Youyin, clenched his fist and twisted his eyebrows, "what should I do now?"

The doctor said, "I'll ask the nurse to bathe and change the dressing for the first lady, and then massage. The first lady will be more comfortable."

Ye qihan took another look at Ming Youyin and slammed the door without saying a word.

Standing there, watching Ming Youyin curled up in pain, he felt panic.

Such a bright and young voice made him want to replace him with his body.

At that moment, he felt strongly that if there was a way to transfer the pain of mingyouyin to him, he would do it without hesitation.

But that's the daughter of the enemy who killed his father!

How could he think so?

He angrily went back to the room, threw away the clothes that Ming Youyin vomited all over, turned the shower head to the maximum, and stood under cold water to wash.

He raised his face, closed his eyes in pain, and let the cold water spray on his face.

He can't!

He can't feel sorry for her.

He can't be soft hearted.

That's his daughter who killed his father and enemy. He can love her, but only if she can be her lover!

She only deserves to be his lover!

He didn't leave the bathroom until his body was numb by the cold water.

Put on your clothes and go back to Ming Youyin's room. Ming Youyin has also put on clean and comfortable pajamas and lay in bed safely.

When he came in, the young and gentle nurse made a silent gesture to him, walked up to him, lowered her head and whispered, "the eldest lady has just fallen asleep after taking medicine. Let her sleep."

Ye qihan asked softly, "did you eat?"

The nurse whispered, "I drank a bowl of porridge."

Ye Han waved her hand to leave.

The nurse turned out and closed the door behind her.

Ye qihan goes to the bed, stares at Ming Youyin for a while, sits down by the bed and gently holds Ming Youyin's hand.

Mingyouyin closes her eyes and lies there obediently. She doesn't escape, nor does she raise her eyebrows and eyes, sarcastic.

They haven't been so quiet for a long time.