Rebirth Eighty Spicy Wife Heads the House

Zhou Jinnan was stunned and saw Xu Qing lying beside the bed and vomiting wildly. There was already a lot of black juice in the enamel basin on the ground, emitting the same stench as when he was at Ding Changwen's house just now.

Xu Qing had already felt that she had vomited her stomach and the foul smell made her unable to help but retching.

My limbs also felt soft and weak, and my brain was a little confused for a moment, but I was instinctively vomiting.

Feng Shuhua sat beside the bed and patted Xu Qing's back. Seeing Zhou Jinnan standing blankly at the door, he breathed a sigh of relief: "You have found the mother Gu so soon? You can even kill the mother Gu, what about the man who raises the Gu

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Zhou Jinnan returned to his senses and shook his head: "When we went, the man was dead."

As he spoke, he went over to sit down on Xu Qing's other side, reached out and touched her sweat-wet hair, and suddenly leaned over from behind and wrapped Xu Qing, who was lying beside the bed, into his arms.

He circled his arms tightly, his face tightly against Xu Qing's neck, and his body was trembling.

I dare not think about what if Xu Qing couldn't wake up?

It was so difficult for the past half day. I pressed my feelings tightly and didn't dare to think about it. I could only listen to Feng Shuhua's command numbly.

Now seeing Xu Qing wake up, the string that had been tensed was instantly broken, and the fear and panic swept over like a flood discharge.

Xu Qing just woke up and started vomiting before he could speak. Every part of his body was still as painful as a needle.

After being hugged by Zhou Jinnan from behind, he didn't feel uncomfortable and felt aching all over his body. He wanted to speak, but he felt a wet and heat in his neck.

It has a burning temperature when it falls on the skin.

Zhou Jinnan actually cried!

Xu Qing's heart suddenly became soft again. Every time Zhou Jinnan cried, it seemed that it was because of himself.

In the last life, when she died, he cried, and was sad.

The last time, Lu Weidong came to stand up for her, he also cried, feeling guilty and heartache.

And this time, he cried, must have been scared.

He lay quietly beside the bed, allowing Zhou Jinnan to hold her tightly.

Feng Shuhua looked at the awkward couple by the bedside, and smiled and took out the basin full of filth.

He gently closed the door and gave the young couple time to speak.

After a long time, Xu Qing felt so painful that she couldn't breathe, so she whispered: "Zhou Jinnan, I feel pain."

Zhou Jinnan quickly stood up, helped Xu Qing up, looked at her still pale face, and asked nervously: "Where does it hurt? Where else is there any discomfort?"

Xu Qing let out a sigh: "You hurt me, I'm fine now."

Although he didn't have the strength to speak, he felt a little painful, and he felt pretty good about Zhou Jinnan's eyes, which were still shining with water last year, although he felt a little embarrassed, it was particularly distressing.

The tough guy who was so seriously injured that he didn't say a word would cry for himself.

Xu Qing reached out and held his hand: "Don't be afraid, grandma has calculated my fortune and said that I will live a hundred years of life."

He said, grinning, with a little pitifulness.

Zhou Jinnan couldn't laugh. He was really scared. He reached out and stroked the broken hair on Xu Qing's face, with tears in his eyes: "Well, you will definitely live for a hundred years."

Xu Qing suddenly thought of the child with a stomachache and touched her stomach with a whisper: "Is the child okay?"

Zhou Jinnan shook his head: "It's okay."

Xu Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good."

This is the child she lost in her previous life. If she lost it again in this life, she may not be able to recover at all.

After resting my heart in my stomach, I licked my dry lips: "I'm hungry and want to eat spicy and sour noodles."

Zhou Jinnan wiped his eyes with the back of his hand: "I'll do it, you lie down and rest first."

Xu Qing nodded and smiled: "Okay."

Feng Shuhua sat in the yard listening to Qiu Chong chirping and the slight sounds of Zhou Jinnan and Xu Qing in the room, and couldn't help but laugh. This time, the two of them could have untied their hearts, right?

Gao Zhan and Yan Jichuan waited for an hour, but they did not see Zhou Jinnan coming, let alone the police coming.

The mosquitoes in early autumn were even more vicious. The two of them smelled the stinking and fed the mosquitoes for an hour before they realized that Zhou Jinnan was not reliable at all.

Finally, Gao Zhan guarded, and Yan Jichuan went to call the police to come.

When I finished the transcript and returned to Xu Qing's house, it was already midnight.

I saw Zhou Jinnan sitting in the yard washing clothes!

What I rubbed in my hands was obviously Xu Qing’s clothes!

So this guy threw them in a stinky environment and fed them for an hour, while he was washing clothes for his wife at home?

Yan Jichuan went over with a sneer: "Have Xu Qing woke up?"

Zhou Jinnan glanced at the two of them, nodded lightly, and continued to wash clothes.

Gao Zhan squatted and squatted in front of Zhou Jinnan: "Hey, are you still a human? Aren't you going to call the police? Where are you? If you don't go, you can say that, how much time can you waste at such a close distance?"

Zhou Jinnan glanced at Gao Zhan: "I think your mind should be enough. You will find a way to solve it yourself in more than twenty minutes. Who knows you will wait for an hour."

Gao Zhan whispered again: "Isn't that because we trust you too much? Who knows you are so unauthentic?"

Zhou Jinnan was washing clothes and said, "There are soup noodles in the kitchen basin, so you can go and have some."

Gao Zhan was indeed hungry, and when he heard that there was food, he decided to forgive Zhou Jinnan, "You still have a conscience and know how to leave us a stutter."

While muttering, he got up to wash his hands and serve the rice.

Gao Zhan walked in front of him with familiarity, and Yan Jichuan followed him.

There was an aluminum basin on the kitchen chopping board, and half a pot of black noodles were inside. Gao Zhan just put too much soy sauce, and then served one bowl for Yan Jichuan.

"This is what Zhou Jinnan did. Everything is as dark as his skin."

While teasing, Gao Zhan took the bowl and pulled it into his mouth, and spit it out in one mouthful.

"Damn, Zhou Jinnan, what did you put in your noodles?"

Zhou Jinnan stood at the door at some point and looked at Gao Zhan with dissatisfaction: "It's shameful to waste food. Since it's full, it's going to be eaten."

I accidentally added too much salt just now, thinking that adding more vinegar can remove the saltiness.

The result becomes sour and astringent, and even if the white wolf is given, it will not be eaten by the white wolf.

I had to come out and make a new copy for Xu Qing.

Yan Jichuan wanted to put down the bowl, but when he looked at Zhou Jinnan's disgusted eyes last year, he could only bite the bullet and swallow a bowl of unpalatable noodles.

When Gao Zhan saw that Yan Jichuan had eaten it, he had no choice but to eat it.

I cursed all the eighteen generations of Zhou and Jin.

After all, it is shameful to waste food, and the rice is served by oneself.

After washing the dishes and chopsticks, Feng Shuhua also came out of the house and asked the three of them again: "When you went, that person was dead? What was his state?"

Although I had just asked Zhou Jinnan, I was still confused and couldn't help asking again.

Yan Jichuan talked about the scene at that time, and Feng Shuhua frowned: "If you say this, is someone secretly helping Qingqing? It is not a coincidence that the red-legged spider appeared here? It is not a coincidence that someone deliberately put it here, just to save Qing.

You?"