The first spoiled marriage: the sweetheart of the president

Qiao bao'er is not so formal when dining at your house, but he is also in line with the rules and dare not make mistakes. The other two people at the table, surnamed Jun and his grandson, pay great attention to dining etiquette, eat gracefully with chopsticks and seldom talk.

She put a spoonful of nutritious porridge in her mouth, but Yu Guang secretly looked at the man beside her.

Junzhimu seems to have no appetite. He just chews a few green vegetables and puts down his chopsticks.

Qiao bao'er's eyes suddenly brighten. She seems to notice that Jun Zhimu's eyebrows are slightly closed, and she seems to be holding back something. Even his forehead and hair exude some sweat

Qiao bao'er peered forward and unconsciously approached him.

"What are you looking at, baby?"

The gentleman on the other side asked in a calm voice. He thought that it was not proper for her to eat askew.

Jun Zhi Mu's head is just opposite to Qiao bao'er's. they are surprised at first. Then Qiao bao'er's face turns red as if he had done something wrong. He turns away quickly with a guilty heart.

"... nothing."

She glanced awkwardly. Finally, her eyes fell on the fragrant sea cucumber stew on the table. She made an excuse at will, "I want to drink soup..."

The maid standing on one side heard her words and immediately came forward to serve her a bowl.

Although she is pregnant, she has many taboos, but this sea cucumber stewed chicken is drinkable, just very hot.

In order to cover up, Qiao bao'er lowered his head, approached the bowl of soup and kept blowing it. It seemed that he really wanted to drink soup.

"Slow down."

Jun Zhimu stood up from his chair, and his voice was a little hoarse.

He left the table, but also very easy to his bowl of soup is not so hot, put in front of Qiao Baoer.

Qiao bao'er opened his eyes slightly and raised his face, but he just touched the hand that Jun Zhimu took back.

"How hot are your hands?" She asked subconsciously.

She looked at him with a slight frown.

The king's shepherd seems to be hiding something, not willing to let people know, some displeasure on his cold face.

Do not want to look at her, quickly turned around, did not say a word, step foot directly left.

"Hey, did you take a cold in the river before..." when Qiao bao'er was discharged from hospital, Lu Qinan said that he had a cold. Her action was quick, like an instinctive reaction. She reached out and grabbed Jun Zhimu's wrist.

In the middle of what Qiao bao'er said, his face suddenly changed and he stood up from his chair.

"You have a high fever!"

Jun Zhi Mu listened to her exclamation, and his face was not good. With a wave of his right hand, he wanted to get rid of her.

"Let go." His deep voice was a little dry and hoarse.

But she tugged tightly, or the shepherd didn't use much force.

Qiao bao'er only felt his skin was hot, and his heart was filled with anxiety and tension. "Junzhimu, have you taken any antipyretic?"

Jun Zhi Mu didn't answer her, his face was not very good-looking, "let go, do you hear me?"

He seems to have no patience, this time, directly with the other hand to break her fingers, soon Qiao Baoer was pushed away by him.

"You don't have the right to ask about my business!" He seemed to resent her concern.

Qiao bao'er was pushed away by him. He was very innocent.

Jun Zhi Mu didn't want to see her expression. He quickly turned around and stepped forward to the door.

Qiao bao'er looked at him striding away, angry.

All of a sudden, she seemed to follow something. She jumped forward again and put her hands around his back. She held him tightly.

This time, the whole person of junzhimu was frozen in place.

Even the other servants standing on the side of the king's house were stunned.

Everyone was shocked to see that Qiao bao'er just flew in. All eyes were fixed on Qiao bao'er, and they couldn't help thinking whether their always grumpy young master would slap her away.

Qiao Baoer hugged him like this.

Turning his head, he was nervous and yelled at Mr. Jun, "grandfather, he's burning very hard!"

The old man at the table was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

Qiao bao'er originally thought that the old man would yell at Jun Zhimu in a loud voice, but he didn't. Jun seemed to be used to it. He put down his chopsticks and just said, "pay attention to your body."

"Qiao Baoer"

Junzhimu turned his head, his face was already black, and he growled her name with gnashing teeth. Mingbai was very dissatisfied with her obsession.

He hated the women who were pestering him.

"If you want to scold me, you can scold me. I'm just so annoyed!"

She was indignant, with a loud voice, and her clear eyes looked directly at him, "junzhimu, do you know that high fever can kill people?"

Seems to think of something, emotional some excitement, "I had a playmate when I was a child, he had a high fever at home all day, no one would take him to see a doctor, as a result, a week later I found him in the kindergarten, his whole person was stunned, autistic, can't speak."

"Everyone said that he burned his brain and became a fool..." she almost cried out, as if very angry about this memory.

Jun Zhimu's face is complicated. He looks at her hands holding his waist tightly. He can feel her strength, tremble and get nervous.

She's so nervous because of me?

"Junzhimu, you need to hang water today." Her voice is very serious.

Junzhimu doesn't know whether it's because of the high fever and slow reaction, or other reasons. He actually lets Qiao bao'er drag him along

The gentleman on the other side of the dining table looked at the figure of the two of them leaving. Then he looked up and looked at the housekeeper around him. He was a little surprised.

Mr. Jun was quite pleased. He had a better appetite. He picked up his chopsticks and chewed a piece of beef.

Sure enough, after I married my daughter-in-law, I became more patient

Junzhimu was dragged back to her bedroom by her. Soon the doctor came and took junzhimu's temperature. It was not a serious illness, so he prescribed some medicine.

Qiao bao'er clubbed to one side, looking at the 39 degree thermometer, his expression was very worried, and strongly demanded that Jun Zhimu be given an injection to hang water.

Seeing that the atmosphere was strange, the doctor and the servant quickly withdrew.

Jun Zhimu's face is not very good-looking, especially his eyes fall on his left hand. Damn it, he can't work like this. He is used to signing with his left hand!

Qiao bao'er knew that he was in a bad mood. He rarely looked like a good wife. He asked softly, "do you want to lie down by the bed?"

He ignored her.

Looking at the two bottles of liquid medicine on the iron shelf and estimating the time, he had a lot of things to do.

"Junzhimu, it will be more comfortable to lie on the bed..." she approached him, insisted, and continued to ask gently.

Your Mu's eyebrows are slightly picked, and his eyes are staring at the face in front of him.

She was really worried about him.

I have some inexplicable feelings in my heart. I don't know what it is because of. Jun Zhimu is lying in bed like a ghost.

"Junzhimu, do you have any discomfort?"

"Your forehead is still very hot, or I'll post you a fever abatement post... Or do you like to use cold water or alcohol to cool down physically?"

She is very noisy.

Jun Zhimu is lying on the wide bed. Because of his high fever, he has no strength. When he closes his eyes, he only hears the woman around him nagging and constantly working around him.

"The shepherd of the king..."

Qiao bao'er lies on the edge of the bed. Seeing that he is closing his eyes, he doesn't speak all the time. He deliberately lowers his voice and calls his name softly.

"What else?"

The man on the bed had a high fever and his voice was a little hoarse, but it was not difficult to hear the anger and helplessness in his tone.

"Oh, it's nothing. I thought you were asleep, so I'll call you," said Joe. He began to reflect on himself. "Then I won't disturb you. I'm out. You're here to rest."

"Wait a minute."

Hearing that she was going to leave, junzhimu suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Qiao bao'er stood by the bed and looked at him.

Junzhimu's face flashed a trace of embarrassment, strange tone, said two words, "headache."

"You knead it for me..."

Qiao Baoer regarded him as a serious patient, took off his shoes and climbed directly to the bed.

Looking down at the man lying on the bed, he told him honestly, "rub your temples? I don't have much experience. "

"It doesn't matter..."

As it turns out, Joe doesn't lie. She's really inexperienced.

Dead woman, so powerful.

Junzhimu's head is under her claws. She kneads it wantonly. It's more headache than before.

Qiao bao'er has self-knowledge, so he tried his best to lighten his hand, "junzhimu, can you turn over?"

"Well?"

He was pinched by her head, high fever and abuse, no longer want to talk.

Junzhimu is lying on the bed like a salted fish, his face is still pressed on the pillow by Qiao bao'er, and his breathing is a little uncomfortable. He suspects that Qiao bao'er is waiting for revenge while he is sick.

Qiao bao'er thinks that his sick cat appearance is easier to get along with, because now junzhimu is facing her, so she is not so embarrassed.

Her massage technique is still not very skilled, but it is obvious that she has mastered her strength. Junzhimu is a little relieved, and thinks that it is worthwhile for her to achieve this virtue.

"After Xiaozhu's high fever, he didn't speak for two years..." the bedroom was too quiet. Qiao bao'er thought of the past and said something to the back of his head.

Pillar?

This nickname sounds very friendly.

Is this pillar a man or a woman?

Junzhimu didn't stop her from going on, and now he only cares about the gender issue.

"Xiao Zhu's grandfather and my grandfather are very good comrades in arms. I knew him when I was very young." Qiao bao'er thought of her childhood playmate with a sad tone.

"He is an illegitimate child. His mother was cheated by a man. At first, she didn't know that the man had a wife. Later, she got pregnant and went back to her mother's home. It's nothing for a single parent family, but Xiaozhu's mother died of childbirth when she gave birth to him..."

"Not long after, he was taken back by his father, but his father and his stepmother were very bad to him. His stepmother often locked him up in a dirty and narrow attic and threw things to him regularly like raising animals. Once, he was locked in the trunk of the car to scare him... "

Qiao bao'er said, emotional up, "Xiaozhu he is really stupid, he has been so quiet since childhood, do not like to talk, was bullied by others will not resist, those people take the pole to hit him, he did not know to run..."

At that time, she didn't like this boy very much. She thought he was too stupid. She also gave him a flower called his little pillar. She laughed at him for being like a pillar. He was stupid and could not even run.

But then

"What happened to him then?" Jun Zhimu on the bed suddenly opened his mouth, and his voice was still persistent.

However, as soon as he turned his head, he saw that Qiao bao'er's eyes were red and he was about to cry.

"Qiao Baoer!"

He suddenly raised his voice and called her name with anger.

Qiao bao'er was yelled by him, and immediately came back to his senses, "what are you doing?"

Junzhimu didn't know what happened to the "little pillar" later. Maybe it was something unfortunate, but he was not interested in it.

"Joe, shoulder! Give me a rub, "he said in a rather stuffy voice.

After thinking about it, he cools down and emphasizes, "don't talk!"