Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"Chest..." Wen Xinnuan touched her chest, but Luo Lei quickly grabbed her wrist.

"It's bandaged there, don't move around."

He bandaged it himself.No anesthesia, of course it hurts.

Wen Xinnuan's eyes filled with tears: "It hurts..."

"Now you know it hurts, don't you?" Luo Lei sneered coldly, "You know it hurts, but you still stab it. You stupid woman should treat it well, next time I see you just stab yourself with a knife for fun."

Wen Xinnuan coughed twice: "I'm so thirsty..."

Luo Lei poured a cup of boiling water. The conditions and facilities here are limited, there is no warm water or cold boiled water.

Wen Xinnuan's lips were chapped and she wanted to drink immediately.

Luo Lei frowned. It would take at least a while for the water to cool down. After thinking about it, he opened the window and put the cup on the window sill to let the air blow.

"I'm thirsty..." Wen Xinnuan shouted.

"Didn't you see that I poured water? Wait until you die of thirst?" He glared at her fiercely.

Wen Xinnuan was about to get up, and the towel on his forehead fell off.

Luo Lei rushed over with a few strides and held her body: "What do you want to do? Are you afraid of being fisted by me?"

As he spoke, he shook his iron bowl-like fist.

"I want to go back."

"Heh, want to go back to see Ji Hypocrisy? Don't even think about it."

"I don't like it here, it's so cold here."

Luo Lei's coat was taken off to cover her body, and everything that could keep her warm was given to her. He was so cold that his feet were numb and he didn't speak yet!

"Where is it cold?" He stared at her fiercely.

"foot."

Luo Lei covered her hands from under the quilt, and her little feet were really cold.If this continues, her high fever will hardly recover.

Luo Lei rubbed and covered her. His hands had just touched the hot water, which was still warm, but instead of warming her, he froze himself.

Luo Lei thought about it silently, rummaged left and right in the cabinet, picked out a bottle, washed it, filled a bottle of hot water, wiped the outside of the bottle, and put it under the quilt.

"Lean on the bottle, you know?" he said bluntly.

Wen Xinnuan's feet touched the bottle, it was hot, she flinched, touched it again, and flinched again...

This feeling is like the feeling she once had for Luo Lei.

Falling in love with him, wanting to get close to him, but being scalded back by him, I couldn't help the chill all over my body and continued to get close.

"How is it?" Luo Lei stared at her, "Are your feet still cold?"

"Fortunately."

"Fortunately, what do you mean? Cold—or not cold!?"

Does he have to be fierce when he speaks?

Wen Xinnuan said gently: "It's not cold anymore."

"Remember, this is a Rolley kettle."

Wen Xinnuan rolled her eyes: "What a cheap kettle..."

Raleigh gave her a hard look.

Wen Xinnuan rubbed her two cold little hands: "My feet are not cold anymore...but my hands are still cold."

"Women are troublesome!" Luo Lei was fierce, but he dragged a chair and sat on the edge of the bed, reaching into the quilt to catch her hand.I want to warm her up.

Wen Xinnuan avoided: "No, you just rubbed my feet just now. It stinks."

Luo Lei raised his eyebrows: "Your feet, do you still think they stink?"

He never disliked a dead woman.

Luo Lei withdrew his hand and subconsciously smelled it, but he didn't smell the bad smell.

"Sure enough, it smells like shit!"

Wen Xinnuan: "..."

He stood up coldly and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.At that moment, he frowned, how could he, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, be willing to rub the woman's feet.

I'm still rubbing it to smell it...