My husband loves me too much

Chapter 231 241. How can such a person be cold-blooded?
The man has already clicked on the address book and found the number marked as 'Autumn Sleep'.

Before he dialed out, Mu Hua raised his hand and took away his mobile phone, "If you dare to lie to me, you will die!"

She deliberately put on a fierce look, so she wasn't really angry.

"Others can be deceived, how can blood relationship be deceived?" Bo Qijin pulled the person away from his arms, with a few smiles on his brows, "My clothes are wet, don't get too close to me."

Since she is the daughter of my aunt, the suspicion can basically be ruled out.

Mu Hua looked at the aggrieved Tuotuo squatting on the edge of the sofa like this, it seemed much more pleasing to the eye.

"How did your parents..."

"Accident," Bo Qijin replied simply.

In the eyes of the man, Mu Hua didn't catch the slightest emotional fluctuation. He was either too good at forbearance, or he was cold-blooded enough.

She thought, a man who has been a soldier has blood in his bones.

Parents are dear and dear, even after so many years, Bo Qijin's mobile phone password is still his mother's birthday, how can such a person be cold-blooded?
"Sorry, I didn't mean to remind you of that."

Asked out of the mouth.

"It's okay, it's over," Bo Qijin looked down at Tuotuo who rubbed against his feet, "It's been hungry for a day, I'll get it something to eat, you go take a bath first."

Mu Hua wanted to hug him.

Bo Qijin looked down at the woman's hand on his waist, seemingly helpless, "Baby, you will get sick."

"So you have to change out of your wet clothes quickly," Mu Hua blinked innocently.

As soon as he entered the room, he urged her to take a shower and change clothes, but he didn't take it seriously, and kept wearing the clothes even when they were wet.

It's bitter.

"Let's go upstairs together," Bo Qijin put aside the idea of ​​getting dog food for Tuotuo, and entered the bedroom with Mu Hua in his arms.

Although Mu Hua did not move here, she would occasionally stay in Qinghe Villa for one night under the coercion and lure of Bo Qijin. At the beginning, this bedroom was just a few extra bottles of cosmetics, then toiletries, and finally clothes and shoes from inside. Everything is available outside, and they are all brands she often wears.

The rain is still falling, pattering.

After Mu Hua took a shower, she changed into her pajamas. Just in time, Bo Qijin came in with a cup of steaming ginger tea.

"To drive away the cold, drink it while it's hot."

Mu Hua took a sip, the tip of her tongue was numb from the heat, and her brows and eyes were wrinkled after washing with water.

"It's a little hot."

"Then let it hang for a while."

Bo Qijin is usually used to drinking hot tea. Even in the hot summer, the teacup on the desk is always steaming. He thinks the drinking water is warm and Mu Hua feels hot.

"Where's the medicine I gave you?"

Bo Qijin went to the bathroom to get the hairdryer, but the sound was intercepted by the frosted glass door, and when it reached Mu Hua's ear, there was only a vague sentence: "It should be in the drawer."

As soon as Mu Hua heard the word "should", she guessed that he must have been fishing for three days and drying the net for two days without applying the medicine properly.

In the end, she didn't know until she found the medicine box that it wasn't that Bo Qijin didn't apply it well, or she didn't apply it at all.

A tube of ointment was still new, and the seal had not been removed.

Bo Qijin came out of the bathroom, glanced at the ointment on the table, said calmly, "Too busy, I forgot."

"It only takes 2 minutes to apply the medicine, and you will never forget it if you take a little snack every day." Mu Hua picked up the ointment with a straight face, "Sit down."

Bo Qijin walked over to the sofa.

He watched Mu Hua roll up his sleeves, squeeze the ointment on the shallow teeth marks, and spread it with his fingers.

The ointment was cool, and her breath was warm.

The scar had healed up a few months ago, and where it still hurts, she applied the medicine gently and carefully.

Even the final warning was harsh, "Don't forget it in the future."

"I don't have a good memory." Bo Qijin smiled lowly, biting the woman's earlobe, "Why don't you paint it for me every night?"

(End of this chapter)