Lin Qiuxin's face was as red as a fever at the moment, the ends of her hair were slightly messy, her eyes were blurred, and her lips were as soft as jelly.
Liu Yaowen really wanted to kiss again.
No, more than once.
Liu Yaowen's throat was hoarse as he struggled to spit out a few words from his mouth.
Not long after Liu Yaowen went upstairs, Lin Qiuxin heard the clatter of water in the master bedroom bathroom.
Not surprisingly, it should be a cold shower.
Lin Qiuxin just finished her meal, cleaned up, and went to cook ginger soup for Liu Yaowen.
Colds are no joke.
Brown sugar, water, ginger slices and shreds, Lin Qiuxin's skilled movements can't help but make people feel distressed.
I don't know how long it took for the sound of the water to stop, and then there was a "click".
The bathroom door opened.
Sure enough, there was no fog in the entire bathroom, except for the water stains on the ground that could prove that Liu Yaowen had just taken a shower, otherwise Lin Qiuxin wouldn't believe it himself.
He was wrapped in a bathrobe, and the neckline was not big or small, just giving people a mysterious but charming feeling.
liuyaowenIt's so late, why don't you rest?
liuyaowenWe have to talk about cooperation tomorrow, what should I do if my spirit is not good?
linqiuxinWhat, I'm afraid I didn't see the contract clearly and signed it blindly?
The two looked at each other and smiled.
liuyaowenWhat if I sign it wrong?
linqiuxinWell, don't be poor
linqiuxinCome on, drink the ginger soup
linqiuxinKnow you keep your promises, but the body is your own
linqiuxinWait a minute, okay, I'll be ready soon
Liu Yaowen walked forward and hugged Lin Qiuxin tightly.
He leaned into her ear and exhaled softly.
Lin Qiuxin's ears turned red instantly, but at the same time, she also felt the terrifying cold on Liu Yaowen's body.
Lin Qiuxin also slowly hugged Liu Yaowen, hoping to use her body temperature to make him feel better.
How could anyone like this cold.
He's really good.
In this life, it is him.
Lin Qiuxin told herself.
In this life, planted in your hands, I am willing.
linqiuxinOkay, stop being mushy
linqiuxinIf you don't drink it, the ginger soup will be cold
liuyaowenThen you feed me
Lin Qiuxin frowned and smiled.
linqiuxinHow old are you?
It seemed that Lin Qiuxin's words had worked. Liu Yaowen picked up the bowl and took a sip of ginger soup.
Then... he kissed again.
The ginger soup in his mouth naturally flowed into Lin Qiuxin's mouth.
liuyaowenThis way, it's more useful
In the end, Lin Qiuxin still had no experience. In this regard, Liu Yaowen was pinching her to death.
There is more ginger soup left.
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Sanya.
Although Ma Jiaqi lost a lot of blood, but fortunately did not hurt the key, the knife stopped two centimeters from the right lung.
The doctor said that he had a big life, and if that * used a little more strength, Su Yanxi might be separated from him on the spot by yin and yang.
I don't know why, from that day on, Su Yanxi never called Uncle Ma Jiaqi again.
suyanxiBrother Ma, are you feeling better today?
It was replaced by the "Brother Ma" that seemed a little unfamiliar.
However, Ma Jiaqi felt very familiar.
Su Yanxi's tone of voice when she called herself Brother Ma was very similar to Lin Qiuxin's "Brother Ma".
majiaqiWhy do you suddenly call me Ma Ge?
suyanxiWhy don't you always call you uncle?
suyanxiAren't you unhappy
Su Yanxi opened the chicken soup she had ordered, and the ward was filled with the aroma of chicken soup.
majiaqiI'm just not used to it
Su Yanxi seemed to be deliberately avoiding Ma Jiaqi's eyes, and she seemed to be selectively avoiding the topic he raised.
suyanxiBy the way, the doctor said that you are recovering well and will be discharged in a few days
Ma Jiaqi drank the chicken soup in his hand and never made a sound again.
Maybe, you found something.
After all, Su Yanxi is too abnormal, isn't it?
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