Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

Ye Chunfeng's face turned out instantly. If it weren't for her weak body, she would have jumped out of bed, and she shouted, "Why are you still getting an injection? I don't want it."

Xiao Qian sat down and said seriously: "This must be done. As a patient, you must not be willful, you must obey the doctor's arrangements."

Ye Chunfeng said willfully: "I don't care if I don't want an injection anyway, so I'm determined not to."

Xiao Qian suddenly stood up, bent down and pressed his hand against Ye Chunfeng's side, looking at her and said, "Then it's better, don't give me a chance to give you an injection. If your temperature drops to 37 degrees, please let me give it to you.

, neither do I.”

Ye Chunfeng didn't know what, but suddenly felt that this posture made the two feel so ambiguous.

It seems like the wall pounding and other things in TV series, that... are they bed pounding like this?

Ye Chunfeng realized that he had thought about something or not, and quickly said, "I will definitely get better."

Xiao Qian smiled and reached out to touch the broken hair in front of Ye Chunfeng: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Ye Chunfeng twitched his lips. Why did Xiao Qian say this? It sounds like a misunderstanding.

Ye Chunfeng cleared his throat: "You go away, I want to rest."

Xiao Qian curled the corners of her lips and pulled the quilt upwards for Ye Chunfeng, then got up and sat next to her.

Ye Chunfeng always feels that Xiao Qian seems to be different today.

She drowns her head into the quilt bit by bit, revealing only a black head, because she knows that Xiao Qian is looking at her, and her vision makes her very uncomfortable, and she wants to avoid it.

Having hid in the quilt, Ye Chunfeng felt hot, but she didn't want to get out.

She wondered why Ye Chunfeng's attitude towards her changed drastically.

After thinking about it, Ye Chunfeng felt that he must have saved him last night, so he found out his conscience and treated her as his benefactor. Yes, that must be the case.

Thinking of this, Ye Chunfeng felt relieved, and then he felt relaxed and fell asleep in a short while.

Xiao Qian waited for twenty minutes and confirmed that Ye Chunfeng was asleep. He walked to the bed again and pulled the quilt down and came to her chest.

When I saw Ye Chunfeng sleeping, his mouth slightly opened, his hair was furry, and his hands were curled up slightly. He looked so cute than when he woke up.

Xiao Qian couldn't help but itchy hands and touched Ye Chunfeng's hair twice.

Her hair is very hard, completely different from those that have become soft and without any natural breath after countless perming and dyeing.

Ye Chunfeng's hair looks very much like her. She is hard and doesn't know how to turn. She always likes to rush forward when doing things.

Xiao Qian touched it a few times before she sat next to her.

He waited for two hours to take Ye Chunfeng's body temperature again, at 37 degrees 5, which had dropped a lot. He did not need to get an injection and would soon return to normal.

Although Ye Chunfeng's body temperature had fallen back to a near normal state, Xiao Qian did not leave.

Because he remembered that Ye Chunfeng wet his wound yesterday and used a hair dryer to blow it, he felt that the responsibility on his shoulder was heavy, and he had to take care of the patient's brain without being online.

He had to look at Ye Chunfeng before he decided to heal his wound, otherwise she might have to make her sicker tomorrow.

Xiao Qian sat on the sofa and looked at Ye Chunfeng for a while. He gradually felt sleepy, so he closed his eyes and planned to sit and sniff for a while.

I just slept until I woke up, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

Xiao Qian opened her eyes and saw that the bed was empty and there was no one who had Ye Chunfeng.