Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 226 The Persian Cat From Planet White Vinegar

"Cold...hug me!" Beiming Haoting stared at her with icy blue eyes, with a slight smile on his lips.

Yan Chuyan knelt down and helped him take off his coat, and the clothes were taken off one by one...

Beiming Hao Ting Xin's long Wei'an body sank into the warm water, and his pale lips gradually returned to blood.

The picture was too "fragrant | gorgeous", Yan Chuyan took flower petals and sprinkled them on the water, wrung out a hot towel to wipe his handsome face.

"What did you and Xiao Yixun do on the first night here?" A powerful big hand suddenly grabbed her wrist, and his scrutinizing eyes swept over her small face.

Beiming Haoting's physique is very good, the chill faded, and he gradually regained his physical strength.

"I was drunk that day. I met a bad guy. He sent me back. Don't get me wrong." Yan Chuyan's eyes froze when she heard the words, she turned her eyes and answered truthfully.

"Send you back for one night? The night he spent here!" Beiming Haoting's eyes burst into anger, and his deep eyes fixed on her small face.

"Anyway, it's not what you think. Nothing happened to us, believe it or not." Yan Chuyan gave him an angry look.

Is he a Persian cat from the planet of white vinegar?

Sick like this and still smell like vinegar? !

"Humph╭(╯^╰)╮" Beiming Haoting snatched the towel from her hand and turned his head to ignore her.

"..." Shocked by his reaction, Yan Chuyan smiled slightly with curved lips.

"Stupid woman! I'm angry, and you won't coax me?!" Beiming Haoting turned his back to her for a long while, making a hoarse voice.

Yan Chuyan sat on the sidelines and counted the petals boredly, but didn't talk to him.

A certain cat quickly took a bath, and walked towards her casually wrapped in a towel.

A dark shadow approached, Yan Chuyan raised her head subconsciously, curled her lips, "Why should I coax you? You are not a child anymore."

Are you still coaxing the demon king?

"You call me Haoting's big baby." Beiming Haoting raised his thin, crimson lips with a reasonable look on his face.

"..." Just talking casually, does this stupid cat take it seriously?

"Ah Choo!" A sore itching hit his nose, Beiming Haoting sneezed unexpectedly.

Yan Chuyan stared at him, covering her mouth and nose with a little disgust.

Beiming Haoting rubbed the tip of his tall nose, leaned over slightly, and approached her shamelessly.

Yan Chuyan dodged subconsciously, grabbed his arm, and pulled him out, "Come with me, get an injection and medicine!"

"I don't need your human's medicine." Beiming Haoting felt her concern, pursed his lips in satisfaction, and let her pull him out of the bathroom.

Yan Chuyan poured him a cup of hot water, brought it to his lips tenderly, and said with a smile, "Baby Hao Ting, good boy, drink more hot water when you have a cold."

"..." Beiming Haoting obediently drank a large cup of hot water, his deep blue eyes stared at her deeply, with strange ripples floating around.

Yan Chuyan saw through his thoughts at a glance, immediately jumped up from the sofa, sat across from him, far away from him, and said in a guarded tone, "I tell you, don't go into heat when you're sick, I don't want to be infected by you! "

Hearing this, Beiming Haoting's eyes dimmed, the Adam's apple in his neck moved, and he made a hoarse voice, "Little thing, what are you thinking?"

As he said that, the dim light in his eyes lit up instantly, "Don't you want me to send...uh..."

Yan Chuyan realized that she was wrong, and immediately rushed over to cover his mouth, "After drinking the water, go to bed, it's already one o'clock now."

go to bed?

Beiming Haoting jumped for joy as if he was not a sick patient at the moment, he got up suddenly and put his arms around her slender waist, and walked towards the spiral staircase with his slender thighs.

(End of this chapter)