After getting married, she is tender and soft

Chapter 127
His slender fingers gently rubbed the red mark on her wrist, trying to get it off.

Jiang Mu withdrew his hand violently, very alert: "Don't grab my bracelet."

Women treasure their own jewelry, even though they are not clear-headed, they subconsciously protect it.

Xiao Junheng's palms were empty, and he put down his hands in frustration, and could only coax: "Drink some water first, and you won't feel uncomfortable after a night of sleep."

The unsightly red marks don't seem too ugly.

The confused Jiang Mu was very obedient, he did whatever he told him to do, and lay flat on his bed after drinking the water.

Xiao Junheng: "Close your eyes and sleep."

She stretched out her fingers from under the quilt and pulled his clothes: "Husband, aren't you sleeping?"

Xiao Junheng's back stiffened, and he slowly turned his head to look, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He held the infusion tube with his big hand, trying to warm the liquid inside with his body.

"Hey, you go to bed first."

Jiang Mu tilted his head and thought for a while: "My husband doesn't sleep with me, does it mean he doesn't like me?"

She was nestled under the quilt, her hair was scattered on both sides, and her eyes and waking seemed to be two extremes.

In the past, the aura was so strong that people dared not look closely at it from a distance, but now it is so cute that people want to pinch their faces.

Xiao Junheng brushed his fingers across the side of her face: "Do you like me?"

"Like it."

Jiang Mu didn't hesitate: "You are so good-looking, and your figure is so powerful. I like it."

He frowned slightly, feeling that this liking didn't mean the same as the liking he understood.

"The person who likes me is still the body, huh?"

The man's voice was full of danger, and the weak and drowsy woman couldn't receive the signal of the sixth sense.

She is very troubled, liking is liking, more meanings she can't understand with her current brain capacity.

"tell me."

He pressed on every step of the way, without giving her room to think, and desperately needed her answers to make her feel at ease, or to recognize the reality.

Jiang Mu's eyes were troubled: "Can't you like them all?"

The slender fingers paused, and the man chuckled lightly, he got into a dead end.

"can."

Putting back her hand that escaped from the quilt, coaxing her dotingly: "Go to sleep."

Jiang Mu fell asleep.

The man kept watch all night with his back straight, removed the bottle, and waited for her body temperature to return to normal.

Sleep until you wake up naturally.

When Jiang Mu woke up, the sky was bright, and he sat up with a vague mind, looked out, and visually guessed that he missed breakfast and lunch hadn't arrived yet.

Where did the phone go?

She looked around slowly, her brain recalled, oh, she was under control.

Subconsciously, he looked down at his wrists. His hands were currently in a state of unlocking, and there was a bruise on the back of his hands.

Needle-pricked.

Jiang Mu realized later that he was now sick.

The door opened, and the man walked in to see that she woke up and was slightly stunned.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry?"

Xiao Junheng approached the side of the bed, and casually tested the temperature of her forehead: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Jiang Mu, who was stunned by a series of questions, blinked: "It's uncomfortable, I want to take a bath."

After the fever subsided, her whole body was sticky and greasy. By the way, I recalled the details of last night. Could it be that she was poisoned and suddenly fell ill.

Xiao Junheng refused with disapproval: "Be patient, don't take a bath if you are not feeling well."

Jiang Mu's delicate eyebrows frowned. Does he like smelly ones?
"That's even more uncomfortable." She chose not to bear it.

The bathroom door closed, Xiao Junheng eavesdropped like a pervert.

"I'm right at the door, call me if something happens."

Jiang Mu paused when he took off his clothes, and then simply opened the door: "Why don't you come in and sit down?"

The man thought about it carefully, and reluctantly took a step back: "Don't take a bath, just take a shower."

　I'm coming
　　
　
(End of this chapter)