Double-faced Shaodong: Doting Mango's Fiancée

"Hmph! You can use the wind to control the rudder, you are weak!" Su Mang made a face at him.

"That's better than you having no bones!" Ling Yahe also made a face at her, laughing that her entire body weight was now hanging on Jiang Liuyun.

Su Mang's face turned red, and she gave him a hard gouged look, then gently raised her eyes to Jiang Liuyun and said, "Yun, didn't you say you wanted to eat tiramisu last time? Can I make it for you tonight?" ?”

Ling Yahe's eyes lit up instantly, and he looked at Su Mang like a puppy, "Susu...you are the best! Susu...you are the most beautiful...Susu..."

"Hmph! Read it [-] times at night without going to bed, and I'll bring it to you tomorrow." Su Mang raised her head arrogantly, and dragged Jiang Liuyun away.

"Stomach ache again?" Jiang Liuyun drove the car, paying attention to the road ahead, and looked at her with concern sideways.

"How do you know?" She had tried her best to control herself.

"I can count the days!" He stretched out a hand and stroked her head gently, frowning, "Why doesn't everything get better? It's been more than three months."

"It's okay, maybe the time is short."

"My friend introduced me to an old Chinese doctor. The pain will be gone tomorrow. I'll take you to see it." He knew that she only had pain on the first day, and she didn't need to take medicine, and it would be relieved on the second day.

"Isn't it necessary?" What Su Mang dislikes the most is seeing a doctor.

"Must!" His tone was firm and unquestionable.

The body is a big deal, and other things can be depended on her, but this is not enough.

"Okay." Su Mang replied unhappily.

Isn't it said that good people are rewarded with good rewards?

How come she doesn't work here?

After returning home, the cook heard them entering the house, and immediately came out with a bowl of ginger soup that was drying at the right temperature, "Come! Young lady, drink the ginger soup quickly, go back to the house to rest, girl The most important time is to pay attention, if you don't pay attention, you will fall into the root of the disease, and ah, you can't touch cold water, you can't do physical work, you can't exercise vigorously..."

Su Mang drank all the ginger soup in one gulp, and the cook was still babbling about, Su Mang smiled at her, dragged Jiang Liuyun to escape, and went upstairs in three steps.

"You asked the cook to make ginger soup for me?" Su Mang lay on the bed, half-closed her eyes and murmured in Jiang Liuyun's arms.

"Yes." He gently stroked her hair.

Every time he hugged her, he would feel extraordinarily peaceful and happy in his heart.

"Yun, you're so kind!" She turned sideways, buried her face in Jiang Liuyun's arms, and sniffed the familiar fragrance of his body.

The faint orchid fragrance mixed with the unique masculinity of men made her infinitely addicted.

She sighed softly, she already knew that he was her incurable poison, unknowingly, his love for her had penetrated into her blood, fused into her bone marrow along with her breathing, and accompanied her. My pulse beats together, every time I beat, I tell you that I love you...

He put a warm treasure on her lower abdomen, and he kept pressing her lightly with his hands to prevent the warm treasure from slipping off. He kept his single palm gently along her back, coaxing softly with a low and charming voice: "Sleep!" Go to sleep, it won't hurt after you sleep."

Su Mang had always endured physical pain, and Jiang Liuyun was unwilling to let her take medicine for fear of any side effects. He used his own method to comfort her every time, and it was very effective every time.

She gradually fell asleep in his fiery and gentle embrace...