Desire to love the president's ecstasy wife

For two consecutive days after that, Muwen served Xie Yunshu's food by the bed, and Qiao Ye always took care of her meals and medicines in person, and when the kitchen was ready and sent upstairs, he would carry it to feed her.But as soon as she saw him, she shrank into the quilt and avoided seeing him. She didn't eat until he left the bedroom.

Muwen felt distressed when he saw the back of Qiao Ye moving away, so he tried hard to say: "Madam, Mr. Qiao has really changed this time. You don't know how much he has suffered. Every day he runs on both sides of the room between you and the baby on crutches. The underarms are worn out by the crutches, and he is still recovering and needs to rest."

It's not that Qiao Ye didn't fail to see what he had done in the past few days. Xie Yunshu knew that her avoidance was not the solution, and gradually accumulated, it was a debt to Qiao Ye. She replied calmly, "Why didn't you persuade him?" She didn't know how to tell him He opened his mouth to speak, and he didn't know how to sort out the matter between the two of them.

Muwen heard her attitude, and said bitterly: "Why didn't I persuade him, he just waited for you to forgive him, and he didn't care about the rest." The person who tied the bell had to untie the bell, and the knot between the two of them had to be untied in the end.

Xie Yunshu pondered for a moment, picked up the pills on the bedside table and took a drink of water, then replied to Muwen, "Go and stay with him, I'm already well, I'll take a shower and go for a walk later."

"Okay." Muwen took away the medicine plate and water cup, and walked out of the bedroom.Thinking of the guard Qiao Ye had placed at the gate of the villa, he went to the study to find Qiao Ye, and discussed whether to let Xie Yunshu find out and withdraw temporarily.

Xie Yunshu felt that he had recovered from his illness, so he left the big bed and randomly found a nightgown from his closet, went into the bathroom and washed himself off with the smell of medicine, feeling refreshed.

Lying on the sofa on the balcony basking in the afternoon sun, her long hair was loosely let down, hanging close to the floor, her limbs stretched into a big shape.

In the dimness, I heard the bedroom door being pushed open, and the sound of light and heavy footsteps gradually approached, stayed in the room for a moment, and then approached her again.

Xie Yunshu lay on his back on the sofa on the balcony and had nowhere to escape. Then he thought that he was not some kind of jackal, so he just lay down quietly with his eyes closed.

Seeing that her hair was still dripping, Qiao Ye said softly, "I'm not going to dry my hair. I'll have a headache when I wake up." Then she went back to get a hair dryer, sat on the small table by the sofa, and blow-dried her long hair strand by strand. Dry.

Xie Yunshu silently accepted his concern, and almost shed tears under his gentle gesture.

This man used to be her husband. Although he had a bad temper, he never let her down. He held her in his hands for a year of marriage.The two of them had countless lingering and happy days, and their ring fingers still engraved their vows to each other. They have experienced many separations and reunions, but now they are still by each other's side.

They had made each other miserable, and later redeemed together.This time he was injured and suffered a lot, the sharp edges and corners of the past were all worn off, and he had never done his best for her.After going through this journey, it's time for her to stop.But what about Xiao Yichen?He loves her, and he has devoted so much time in his heart and mind, and it's all in vain in just one thought of hers, is it fair?

She was struggling in her heart, and Qiao Ye who was beside her also dried her long hair, leaving only the sound of the breeze blowing on the balcony.

Qiao Ye quietly looked at her peaceful face. The white nightgown made her skin more beautiful than snow. She lay flat in front of her, like a fairy from heaven.It was rare for her not to avoid him today, and he couldn't bear to interrupt this warm moment of getting along.