Wife Addiction, Don’t Run Away, Madam

An hour later, Li Wan woke up with pain.

She was sweating all over and her head was dizzy.

I don't know why, this time it was worse than the previous few times.

She hasn't been so uncomfortable for a long time.

Li Wan raised his hand and touched his forehead.

It's very cold, it's all sweating.

She turned over and got out of bed, feeling a fuzzy ghost in her eyes.

She struggled to find the direction and ran to the bathroom teeteringly.

Looking at his pale face in the mirror, he shook his head helplessly.

Auntie, auntie.

Why should a woman embarrass a woman?

She got a pot of hot water and started to soak her feet.

The strands of hot air immersed in the body, gradually activating the cold hands and feet.

She found her phone again and sent a message to her mother.

[Mom, I'm not well, I want to drink brown sugar **** tea. 】

One minute later, Wan Jiao replied: Good.

Living room downstairs.

Wan Jiao put away the phone, turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Huo Lingtian followed the principle of diligence first without hesitation.

Wang Xueting was afraid that her dog son would be okay, barking barking wildly, so she followed.

"Auntie, what are you going to do, do you want to eat fruit? I'll wash it. I'll wash it."

Huo Lingtian surrounded Wanjiao and kept talking.

Wanjiao was speechless: "I make **** soup, can you?"

"Boil **** soup? What are you doing?" Huo Lingtian was stunned.

Wang Xueting reacted at once, and dragged this stupid son aside.

"Ginger Tang, silly son, I feel sick every night."

Huo Lingtian still didn't know the purpose of boiling **** soup, but understood the words Li Wan was uncomfortable.

He panicked for a moment, got up and walked outside, still yelling: "Is not feeling well at night? Then call an ambulance?"

Wang Xueting: "...?"

"What do you call an ambulance?"

Huo Lingtian was also stupid, looking anxious: "She must call an ambulance if she is unwell?"

Wan Jiao was speechless again.

Glancing at the stupid man, seeing the panic and irritability in his eyes, she came to a conclusion.

He...probably, possibly, maybe, seems...he really doesn't know.

Wang Xueting slapped her silly son's brain, "It's a girl late in the evening, and I feel uncomfortable for a few days every month."

Huo Lingtian said with a whisper, "How many days do boys feel uncomfortable in a month?"

"Go--" Wang Xueting greeted Huo Lingtian with kicks and kicks.

"Don't fight, don't fight, am I my own birth? Mom!"

Huo Lingtian hid in embarrassment, and Wanjiao's eardrums were uncomfortable with the sound of bluffing.

She fiercely thrust the knife with just cut **** into the cutting board, and the sound instantly overwhelmed Huo Lingtian's shout.

He swallowed, and said dryly: "Auntie...You continue?"

I'm still stealing a teacher to learn art.

Wan Jiao stared at him with a bad tone: "You are too noisy, get out!"

Huo Lingtian instantly pushed Wang Xueting out and closed the kitchen door.

"Auntie, continue."

Wanjiao: "..." Xue Ting, I told you a long time ago that this white-eyed wolf can't want it!

Huo Lingtian looked at the slightly dazed mother-in-law, and hurriedly urged: "Auntie, don't be in a daze, you are still waiting!"

"Is there anything I can help, you say..."

Wan Jiao looked at the man's increasingly anxious body with a complicated expression, and finally suffocated a sentence: "Keep quiet."

"OK!"

Ten minutes later, the fragrant, spicy and stomach-warming brown sugar **** tea is ready to be cooked.

Huo Lingtian meticulously wrote down every step, and practiced it as soon as he planned to go home.

As soon as Wan Jiao put the hot **** tea into a small bowl, he rushed over and smiled, "I'll do it."

"This is hot, be careful to burn you, I...I will send it up for you."

He stayed here stubbornly, this is his ultimate goal.

Wanjiao watched Huo Lingtian's movements and saw his anxious expression in full view.

The mother-in-law and son-in-law looked at each other inexplicably for two seconds.

Huo Lingtian said nervously, "No... can't it?"

"Hey... Look, watch her come out after drinking. I won't stay in her room for too long."

He thought that Wanjiao should care that he was an outsider and could not enter the girl's boudoir at will.

Wan Jiao pressed her eyebrows and waved her hand: "Go ahead. Drink this while it's hot."

It's rare to hear a hint of compromise in the blunt tone.

Full of joy, Huo Lingtian walked upstairs steadily, holding the small bowl.

Zhou Bin grinned to Wanjiao and asked if there were any more, trying to make a bowl of peace for Qiaoqiao.

Wanjiao nodded softly, and then told him: "The soup is spicy, let Qiaoqiao drink a little less, just to relieve the gluttony."

"Good Le!"

As the two talked, Huo Lingtian had already carried the soup and disappeared into the sight of everyone.

"Tuk-tuk!" He knocked gently on the door.

A few seconds later, Li Wan's weak voice came out: "The door is not closed..."

A deep distress flashed in his heart, he opened the door gently, but he felt a breeze dry

pass.

It's all like this, don't you know to close the window?

He just wanted to preach, but when he saw the small figure lying on the bed, he was only distressed.

Seeing that it was Huo Lingtian, Li Wan was surprised for a moment, but he was not surprised for too long.

She actually guessed...

Huo Lingtian put the bowl on the table, walked over to close the doors and windows, and finally couldn't help but began to mutter:

"The windows are not closed, can it be cold?"

"I don't know how to turn on the air conditioner. Where is the remote control? I'll turn it on for you."

"Can you warm up with such a thin blanket?"

"Why are you still wearing sandals and slippers? You stretched out your feet to see if you didn't wear socks?"

Seeing the man who kept chattering, Li Wan couldn't even feel a trace of irritation in her heart, and she was even warm.

Huo Lingtian glared at her: "Laughing? Isn't your heart guilty!"

Li Wan gave a light cough, as if to say that his tone was fierce.

The man accepted it when he saw it, and moved the chair to her bed in a daunting manner. Holding the bowl, he softly coaxed, "Should I feed you?"

"I'll do it myself..." She stretched out her hand and carefully took the bowl from the man's palm.

Huo Lingtian hesitated for a second, pursing his lips and said: "The bowl is hot, I will hold it, and you can drink it yourself."

With that, he pushed the white porcelain spoon in the bowl in the direction of Li Wan.

Without waiting for Li Wan to speak, he said again: "Hurry up, my aunt said, drink while it's hot."

Li Wan stopped talking, lowered his head, and sipped the **** soup.

The sweet and spicy feeling slowly spread to the surroundings from his heart.

In a short while, he walked around his body, bit by bit swallowing away the chill and pain.

Huo Lingtian looked at the weak daughter-in-law in front of him affectionately, and carefully warned: "Blow, don't burn it."

"Drink slowly, don't choke..."

Li Wan paused when he was eating, raised his eyes, and complained weakly: "Can you say a few more words?"

She was half leaning against the head of the bed, her small face was pale, and a few strands of sweat-soaked hair clung to her face in a mess.

This look is really distressing.

Huo Lingtian slid his throat a few times and said warmly: "Okay."