sweet wife unattainable

Chapter 363 Episode (4 more)
Ten minutes later, Fang Jiayi cleaned up the coffee table, took the garbage out of the door, came back, picked up the clothes scattered on the table and sofa one by one, turned on the sweeping robot, and carried the clothes into the bathroom up.

She put Mu Ziyin's dirty clothes into the washing machine, poured in the laundry detergent, and pressed start.

After all this was done, it was past nine o'clock.

Fang Jiayi saw that there was nothing to do, so he brushed the hair on his cheeks, thinking about leaving, Mu Ziyin had been watching TV, and didn't intend to invite her to watch TV together, Fang Jiayi pursed his lips lips, walked up to him, "That's nothing, I'll go back first."

Mu Ziyin raised his eyes and glanced at her. Not knowing what he was thinking, he said, "Are you going back?"

"Well, it's not too early." She pulled the bag on the sofa.

Mu Ziyin pursed his lips, stood up suddenly, and took her hand.

Fang Jiayi didn't know why, so he turned his head.

The two looked at each other, Mu Ziyin seemed to have struggled, and said in a low voice, "Just wait."

"Huh? Why?"

He looked dark and difficult, "Your pants are dirty."

"Dirty?" Fang Jiayi lowered his head to check his pants.

Mu Ziyin reminded: "Behind."

"..." Fang Jiayi's face turned red all of a sudden, she pulled her bag, and subconsciously blocked the position of her buttocks, unable to speak a word due to embarrassment.

"Wait a minute." After Mu Ziyin finished speaking, he rushed upstairs, searched in his closet for a long time, and found a long coat.

The length of this coat is probably able to block that dirty place, right?
He came down with his suit jacket and handed it to her, "Put on this jacket, it can block that position."

"..." Fang Jiayi's face turned red, and he took it slowly, put it on, and whispered, "Thank you."

Although I didn't see the situation behind me, I can imagine that it must be very embarrassing.

"Come on, I'll take you back."

"No, I drove here, I can just go back by myself."

"It's okay, it's getting late, you're a girl, I should see you off." In fact, he just wanted to find an excuse to spend more time with her.

Fang Jiayi said, "No need, you still have a fever."

"I'm almost fine."

In this way, Fang Jiayi didn't refuse any more, but she was still the one driving the car, and Mu Ziyin just accompanied her back. He was in Fang Jiayi's car, and he said, "When I get to your house, I'm calling The driver came to pick me up."

"Hmm." Fang Jiayi didn't know what to say, and focused on driving.

In fact, there are many things I want to ask him, but I don't know how to say it. Seeing his tired look, I don't think it's the time to talk heart-to-heart.

During the one-hour drive, neither of them spoke much.

In front of Fang Jiayi Community, Mu Ziyin got off the car, stood in the wind, and said quietly with his eyes: "Okay, you're here, go up, I'll wait for the driver to come here."

"Okay." Fang Jiayi said goodbye to him with his bag on his back.

After walking two steps, he was worried, turned around, and in the dark night, Mu Ziyin was standing under a street lamp, his whole body was so weak that he seemed to fall down at any time, Fang Jiayi frowned, and said, "Have you brought your medicine?"

From afar, Mu Ziyin asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just asking, have you brought any medicine?"

"I took my medicine after dinner."

"Hmm." Fang Jiayi struggled in his heart, curled up his five fingers, "It's very cold, do you want to go up and have a cup of hot tea?"

Mu Ziyin's gloomy eyes brightened, and he said weakly: "Is it possible?"

She smiled: "Yes."

Mu Ziyin came over.

Fang Jiayi stood quietly waiting for him, until he walked over, then turned around and walked into the building side by side with him.

On the 22nd floor, Fang Jiayi turned on the ceiling light and went into the kitchen to help him pour tea.

Mu Ziyin was sitting on the sofa, his eyes wandered quietly in her house. In fact, he had been to this house many times, but tonight, he felt extraordinarily warm.

Fang Jiayi put the hot tea on the coffee table, "Drink the tea first, I'll take a shower."

Mu Ziyin nodded, "OK."

Fang Jiayi took clean clothes and went into the bathroom. Facing the mirror, she took away Mu Ziyin's jacket. Sure enough, there was a large patch of bright red on the back of the trousers, which was really embarrassing.

She went into the shower to take a bath, and the water was splashing. After the end, she took the white pants that were dyed bright red to the shower, but she couldn't wash them clean. Once the white pants were stained with other colors, it was difficult to wash them off. In the end, she threw the trousers into the trash can, forget it, there is no way to wash them clean.

Wearing clean and comfortable home clothes, she returned to the living room. She let down her neck-length mid-length hair and fell on her beautiful face, making her facial features extremely delicate and fair.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mu Ziyin turned his head and saw Fang Jiayi in a lazy suit, his expression was startled.

Fang Jiayi came over with a bag of pineapple cakes, and turned on the TV with the remote control, "Do you want some snacks?"

Mu Ziyin shook his head, still looking at her.

Fang Jiayi was a little uncomfortable, moved his eyes to the TV, and said, "That's right, you are sick, so you can't eat snacks for the time being, but you need to drink more water."

"Ah."

She curled up on the sofa eating snacks.

Mu Ziyin looked sideways at her, and suddenly thought, it would be great if he could watch TV with her in his arms.

He stared at her for a full ten minutes before realizing that his gaze was so hot that she dared not turn her head to look at her.

"Has your driver come yet?" Fang Jiayi looked out the window, winter is coming, and it's windy outside.

"He said that his wife will have a baby tonight and won't be able to come."

"Ah? What should I do then?"

"How about I ask Qingzhi to come over? She happens to live next door to you."

Fang Jiayi bit her finger, "How embarrassing?"

Mu Ziyin looked at her and said nothing.

Sure enough, Fang Jiayi thought for a while and said, "If you don't mind, you can stay here at night. I'll cook breakfast for you in the morning and send you home."

There was a smile in Mu Ziyin's eyes, and he didn't refuse, so he asked in a low voice: "Is it okay?"

"Okay, you also lived here last night."

Mu Ziyin was elated, but he didn't dare to be too obvious on the surface. He lowered his head and said softly, "Thank you so much."

"It's okay." She said, turning to watch TV again.

The two of them just sat on one side of the sofa, quietly watching the TV series. In fact, Mu Ziyin didn't know what was on the TV series, he was secretly having fun all the time.

Suddenly, Fang Jiayi asked, "Is that heroine a pig brain? Can't she see that others are hurting her so obviously?"

Mu Ziyin turned his attention back to the TV, not knowing what was broadcast just now, he said nonsense, "It's pretty stupid."

"Every time someone framed me, I couldn't stand it anymore."

Mu Ziyin smiled, "Yes."

"Aren't you sleepy yet?"

"Fortunately."

"You are sick, you should rest more."

"I slept all day today, so I don't feel sleepy now." In fact, he was sleepy and couldn't bear to sleep.

Fang Jiayi nodded, "But you can't stay up late, just go to sleep after watching this episode."

She also wants to sleep, come to my aunt, my stomach is not feeling well, go to bed early and forget this painful discomfort.

"it is good."

*
Lying in the guest room, Mu Ziyin tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, especially thinking that the woman he loved was sleeping next door. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, but he still couldn't calm down the hot feeling in his heart.

A strong desire quickly sprang up from his body, making his breathing even heavier.

Now, he really wanted to go and hug her.

But he knew it couldn't be done, the timing was wrong, she also came to be a big aunt, shouldn't he be such a beast?

He simply closed his eyes tightly and forced himself to sleep hard.

On Fang Jiayi's side, he slept soundly.

*
The next day, Mu Ziyin woke up, and a delicious breakfast was ready. He looked at a table of his favorite dishes, and then at Fang Jiayi who was standing in front of the table serving porridge for him, full of tenderness.

I really want to kiss her, praise her, hug her.

But all this can only be thought about.

He sat down, and put the fragrant and glutinous chicken porridge in front of him. Fang Jiayi was still as gentle as yesterday, and said, "Let's eat."

"Okay." He reached out to catch the spoon in her hand, and accidentally touched her finger.

His palm was very hot, Fang Jiayi's eyelashes trembled, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

The two looked at each other without speaking.

To break the awkward silence, Fang Jiayi asked, "How do you feel about the fever today?"

(End of this chapter)