Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

"It's just a little cold. 【 】" Shangguan Lie grabbed her little cold hand, put it to his lips and kissed it lightly.

"You'll be fine once you wake up, and it's so late now, the military doctor has already gone to bed."

"But..." Tong Shuya wanted to say something, but Shangguan Lie suddenly bent down, picked her up by the waist, walked over, and put her on the bed.

"No, but, you lie down first, I'll put the little guy to sleep first, and then I'll accompany you." Shangguan Lie leaned against her ear and murmured.

Tong Shuya froze, and it took a while to make a sound, "Do you want to sleep here?"

After the two got married, "Shangguan Lie" had never spent the night in her room, why would he suddenly want to sleep here today?

Tong Shuya had no idea what was going on in front of her eyes.

Could it be that she was dreaming again?

That's why in such a short period of time, they had such different feelings towards Shangguan Lie?

Tong Shuya lay numbly between the pillows, completely dazed.

Shangguan Lie walked to the side of the crib*, hugged the boy who was in good spirits, frowned, tried to recall how Tong Shuya usually coaxed him, and then began to shake him gently.

The light in the room was very dark, coupled with the slight shaking and the breath that made him feel at ease, the little guy quickly fell asleep.

Shangguan Lie didn't put the little guy back immediately, but stood by the side of the bed for a while, then carefully put him into the bed, turned back, lifted the quilt and got in.

Tong Shuya lay quietly on the pillow, her expression was blank and blank, as if she was not sure whether everything in front of her was real or just a dream.

The bewilderment and uncertainty in those watery eyes made Shangguan Lie's heart twitch.

"What are you thinking?" Shangguan Lie stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, their bodies pressed tightly together.

Surrounded by a pair of solid arms, Tong Shuya blinked, and the blankness in her eyes faded a little, "It's nothing..."

She always had the illusion that what was in front of her eyes might still be her own dream.

But if it is a dream, why is the body in his hand so real?

Caressing the body in front of her with trembling hands, Tong Shuya sighed silently, lowered her head, and buried her face lightly in the hollow of his shoulder, "Your body is very cold, isn't it cold? You should ask the military doctor to help you Take a look, lest..."