Desire to love the president's ecstasy wife

In the evening, Xiao Yichen was reading an email from his secretary Gong Jun in his study.

Hearing the knock on the door, he responded in a low voice, Yang Chen outside pushed the door and leaned in, and said to him: "Sir, Miss Gu is not well, why don't you go and see?"

He couldn't help frowning, "What's wrong with her?" After watching the rain for more than an hour in the afternoon, he went back to the house to take a nap after trying to persuade him, so stubborn that he couldn't help it.

Yang Chen replied: "Just now I asked her to feed the baby, but she was still sleeping, she said she would wake up after sleeping for a while, but I went to see her and fell asleep again, her head was a bit hot to touch." And she seemed to be sleeping quite well. Shen, she reacts when touched.

Xiao Yichen stood up from the chair, led Yang Chen to the bedroom, and said nervously, "Don't scare me." The two babies were waiting to be fed, and she would be in trouble if she got sick.

Pushing the door open and entering the bedroom, Xie Yunshu was still nestled under the quilt, sleeping ignorantly.

He sat by the bed, stroked her hair, and called softly: "Ying Lian, Ying Lian?"

Xie Yunshu opened his eyes to see him sitting beside him, rubbed his eyes and asked, "Xiao Yichen, what's the matter?" Sometimes it was Yang Chen who called to him, and sometimes it was Xiao Yichen who refused to let her finish her dream.

Xiao Yichen stretched out his hand to touch her forehead, and then touched his own. Her temperature was indeed higher. Then he held her wrist under the quilt, frowned and said, "Why do you have a fever, are you sick?" She usually takes a nap It's not long, why did I sleep until evening today.

She lifted the quilt and half sat up, muttering: "No,..." It was so cold outside the quilt!She shrank back under the blanket and looked at the rain curtain outside the window, "Why is it getting cold again?"

It was still raining, the sky was gloomy, and it was getting dark.

Xiao Yichen looked at her flushed face, put on a sticker to distinguish it, and said helplessly, "You said it's okay, Yang Chen, bring the thermometer." He said it was because the weather was getting colder when he had a fever, it was really confusing.

"Okay." Yang Chen answered at the door, turned around and went to get the thermometer from the baby's room.

Xiao Yichen took the thermometer and handed it to her on the bed, sighing: "Don't scare me, you can't get sick." She is in contact with the baby every day, and it is easy to infect the baby, which will be serious.

She took the thermometer and put it under her armpit, shook her head and said, "I just feel a little cold, it's okay." The rain that lasted all day, did the sky vibrate? It kept falling, and the temperature also dropped.

He put on a coat for her, and said softly, "I'll know after taking your temperature. I'll feed the baby after I'm done. It's already dinner time, and you still haven't woken up. You're still lazy." He straightened her out Long hair, tied loosely with a tiara on the bedside table.

She still had no energy, she sat on the bed as if she hadn't woken up, and murmured in a low voice: "I don't know, it seems like I can't wake up, I have been dreaming." Many fragments flashed in the dream, some lonely, Some are leisurely in college, and more are sweet scenes with Qiao Ye in that house.

He smiled and asked, "What did you dream about?" He stroked her bangs lovingly, and his rosy cheeks made him want to kiss her.

The light in the room gradually dimmed, she lowered her head, and said softly: "I don't remember, it happened when I was a child."

Xiao Yichen couldn't see her expression clearly, and asked, "Where did you stop when I woke you up?"

She was a little hesitant, and struggled: "Stop, stop at...stop at home." At home, she didn't know if she could still call that house her home now, probably it could only be said to be her former home.

In the last clip, she was nestled in Qiao Ye's arms, lying on a round bed in the attic, watching the stars outside with him.He hugged her gently, only to find that there was only the quilt beside him when he woke up.

He briefly read her embarrassment, and no longer forced it, he said indifferently: "Well, it's just a dream anyway." He has no right to ask what she dreamed, but he will work hard to make her forget the past and start again.

"Hasn't the rain stopped yet?" Xie Yunshu turned his head to look out the window, and the rainwater on the eaves was falling in strings, like beads.

He nodded and replied: "No, it's a little smaller than before, but it's still going down." It must be her state that Dameng Chuxing said.

She thought for a while, then frowned and said, "The newly planted saplings in the yard are all flooded." Although the trees need water for rooting, they don't need so much, the soil has been washed away.

He didn't expect her to notice the newly planted saplings in the yard, and he said in relief, "Don't worry about them, just plant them after the rain. Give me the thermometer."

"Yeah." She took out the thermometer from her armpit and handed it to him, watching his movements.

The glass rod still carried her body temperature, which made him feel an indescribable feeling in his heart.Turn on the light and look at the scale carefully, 38 degrees.He put away the thermometer and said to her: "Low fever, no need to take medicine, it should be fine after a night of sleep." She must have caught cold while watching the rain in the afternoon, and she didn't even notice.

Xie Yunshu had a look of disbelief, and questioned: "You read it wrong, how could I be sick." I have been sick since I was pregnant with the baby, and I feel quite far away from myself.

He put away the slippers for her, and affirmed: "You read that right, put on your clothes now, and go to bed after eating." She is breastfeeding now, and he dare not let her take medicine at will.

Xie Yunshu got out of bed and got up, only to realize that she was weak all over, her limbs were limp, so she could only lean on his shoulder and whispered: "Well, what about the baby?" When she walked out of the bedroom, another chill hit her, and she hurriedly tightened her grip. own placket.

Xiao Yichen saw her huddled beside him in the cold, raised his arms to hug her, and led her downstairs together. "They can't drink breast milk anymore, feed them milk powder first, or you will infect them." The most worrying thing about a baby's illness is that it can change rapidly.

Thinking of her two little babies, she felt a little distressed, her head was a little dizzy, and she felt even more uncomfortable.Looking up at him, "Well, let's eat first, you must be hungry." It was getting darker and darker, she didn't know how long she had slept, the downstairs was already filled with the smell of food, but the lights were not turned on, so it was a little deserted.

He smiled lightly, looked down at her supple appearance, shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry, I was scared by you." He was going to wait for her to wake up and eat together, but when she had a fever and the weather just turned bad, how could he not worry? Woolen cloth.

He moved the stool for her, she sat down obediently, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, it's just cold, just wear one more."

Xiao Yichen sat down beside her, handed her the chopsticks, and said softly: "Of course you know your own body best. If you feel any discomfort, you must tell me."

"Okay, let's eat quickly." She looked at the table full of food but had no appetite, so she picked some dishes for him, and picked up some favorites for herself.

He keenly found her rice bowl, added some vegetables to her bowl, and said: "Eat more, don't faint from hunger, and act like a baby when you are sick."

She wrinkled her nose and said dissatisfiedly: "No!" She was not hungry, but she was indeed not in good spirits, as dull as she had noticed.