These are also what he ordered the kitchen to do, who told this woman's physical ability to withstand so poorly, every morning when she got up, she still shouted back pain and buttocks pain.

"You still have a conscience." Jing Qingran was too lazy to be polite, sat up from the bed, only to find that he was naked, wearing nothing, and was busy wrapping his body tightly with a quilt.

"There are no outsiders here." Mu Zhengchen looked at her, paused and said, "If it's cold, put on your clothes first." "Beware of colds.

Jing Qingran didn't talk to him or anything, quickly grabbed the nightgown next to the bed, put it on his bare body, and then simply put it on, and did it all as quickly as he could.

Although, these two people are also husband and wife, or two lifetime husband and wife, but some things, after all, are not so embarrassing.

Jing Qingran had some difficulty getting up, the man sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over, gently picked up the woman, and let her sit on the head of the bed.

This picture is like going to the hospital to visit a seriously ill patient, and I don't know if Jing Qingran is a patient like this, but the soreness in her body is still very strong.

I didn't bother to say anything to this man, anyway, every time, he always had a reason to refute her, it was useless for Jing Qingran to say anything, even if he made a verbal promise now, but at night, if this man didn't eat her to the bones, it would be impossible.

It's useless to talk too much, and it's all tears.

I don't know if this tiredness is good in the woman's heart, or is it good?

Contradictions, contradictions.

Mu Zhengchen sat on the edge of the bed and fed the woman very considerately.

Jing Qingran looked at him sideways, seeing that he looked like a person who was fine, and compared with her own sick appearance, she ate the porridge he fed her with peace of mind.

If this picture is seen by outsiders, I don't know if the eyeballs will pop out, and the man who has always been cold, clean, clean and self-conscious, and regards women as dispensable, will one day hold a bowl of porridge, sit on the edge of the bed, spoonful by spoonful, very careful, and blow a breath when it is hot, before sending the porridge to the mouth of the woman who looks sick and sitting on the bed.

This is too unlike Mu Shao!

Even if this woman is Mu Shaogang's wife, it seems that she is too much better for this wife!

Fortunately, Jing Qingran is used to this man being good to her, since ancient times, now, he feeds a spoonful, she eats a spoonful, and doesn't think about anything.

"Why...... Obviously, every time you exert force, it is you...... However, every morning when I wake up, you are like a person who is fine, and I, with a sore back and a broken body...... "This is really unfair!" Jing Qingran grumbled while drinking porridge.

She didn't expect him to answer anything, she just muttered her displeasure.

Uh, that's the question...... Mu Zhengchen thought about it, and still answered her: "Perhaps, this is the relationship between being beaten and beating, I have never seen a beater more painful than a beater." As he spoke, a wicked smile crossed his lips.

The relationship between being beaten and beating......

It seems that the person who is beaten is always more painful than the person who beats someone.

In the matter of men and women, there seems to be a common reason.

Jing Qingran's face turned red, but he was still strong and said, "It turns out that you have been bullying me all along!" ”

Isn't that bullying? He was the one who beat people, and Jing Qingran was the one who was beaten.