After a hundred deaths, they can't control all the earthly things, so let them go. Since when he dies, he turns into a cloud of air without feeling, why is his head so cold?

Yin Mingchen opened his eyes, his vision was covered by a pair of oversized black eyes, he was so frightened that he fell off the sofa and saw an ice pack rolling down at his feet.

"Mingchen, why are you panicking like this? Don't know how to take care of yourself if you have a cold and fever? ”

The rakshasa who had just killed him was looking at him with the look of a gentle and virtuous wife, helping him to the couch and picking up the ice pack from the ground and putting it on his forehead.

He looked around nervously, there was no change in the home or this home, so just now?

"Did you just come to the house?"

Luo Xiyan replied indifferently: "Shan Ye came here just now, he came to deliver cold medicine for you, and he didn't bother you when he saw that you were sleeping so soundly." He still has a case to work on, so he left in a hurry. ”

"How does he know I have a cold?"

"I called him and told him."

"How long did I sleep?"

"More than an hour."

More than an hour? He looked at his new wife again and saw that she was wearing off-the-shoulder pajamas with the fragrance of freshly bathed clothes. No, with a keen sense of smell, he also smelled a scent of chamomile, which is Lin Shanye's usual shampoo fragrance.

The picture of the pair of ** palms caressing Lin Shanye's chest immediately appeared in front of his eyes, as well as the faint smell of poison and perfume on Lin Shanye's body, could it be that the two of them were already together when he was asleep?

"Mingchen, what are you thinking? Looking so focused? ”

"I'm thinking, my wife is so beautiful, will Lin Shanye take a look at you more?"

"Guess?"

"I guess he wouldn't dare, because a friend's wife can't be bullied."

Luo Xiyan smiled but did not answer, the shadow under her long eyelashes was like a row of fans, with a mysterious and dangerous aura. She raised her palms, not on his chest, as he imagined, but on his forehead.

"The combination of physical cooling and cold medicine is good, and now the fever has subsided, and there is a pill that I almost forgot to let you take."

She was about to turn around, but he grabbed her, and of course he knew what medicine she was going to get. That hateful little white pill was insulting to him, and since it was found out that he had a fertility disorder a few months ago, it had taken over his stomach three meals a day, constantly reminding him that he was defective.

"Don't take it, I don't care if he's good or not, I don't want to eat it in the future."

She didn't insist, for a Rakshasa who harms people everywhere, how could she be suitable for having children? Don't be better!

As soon as his wrist was forced, she fell on top of him unprepared, and her expression was not out of control as she imagined, but pushed him away with a coquettish smile.

"No, you're not in good health yet."

Could it be that her passion had just been released in Lin Shanye's place? Whether it was or not, she was his wife, and she had to cooperate with him with passion.

He pulled her into his arms a little rudely to catch her red lips, and she shifted her position and came with a rakshasa bewitching smile.

"I'm poisonous, aren't you afraid?"

"I'm invincible."

The sofa was set off by him in waves, one after another...... Soon the sweat dropped, and Yin Mingchen finally showed a conquering smile. What about thinking about others? Isn't it the same as the obedience she makes? How about marrying a poisoner? Isn't it the same life with him?

And the woman below him was exhausted by his torture and closed her eyes.

In the quiet living room, a strange beam of light flickered, and it seemed that a pair of eyes were watching them.

Suddenly, his expression became stunned, and there was a 7 of spades lying on the coffee table!