Leng Yuchen was stunned, the look on his face looked a little weird, and he asked inexplicably, "How can I dislike you?" ”

Su Yuqing shrank in the quilt, only revealing a delicate and bright little face, phoenix eyes blinked, and two drops of mist appeared, she tried her best to control her emotions, but the cherry lips pursed, and she still couldn't help crying: "If you don't dislike me and hate me, why do you run out after seeing it?" It's said that you are not allowed to watch it, you want to watch it, and you will dislike it if you have seen it, woo woo woo ......"

Leng Yuchen was dumbfounded, he just went out to get the ointment. His little wife is so sensitive, she only thinks she is bold on weekdays, but now she knows that she is delicate and fragile.

"My Qingqing ......" he angrily and funny hugged her in his arms along with the quilt, watching her being rolled up like a silkworm baby, and his narrow eyes overflowed with an unconcealable doting color, "You are the heart and soul baby of your husband, how can your husband dislike you?" ”

As he spoke, his thin lips curved slightly, leaned into her ear and whispered: "You are very beautiful, eyes, nose, mouth, face, hair, fingers, jade feet, body, and that place, all of which make your husband fascinated, and it is too late for your husband to hurt you, how can you dislike it?" What a little fool. ”

Su Yuqing was tightly hugged by him, feeling his strong arms, and warm and broad chest, listening to the comfort he whispered in her ear, and the sweet and tired honey words, her heart gradually calmed down, and the shy mood miraculously faded, making her boldly look back at his eyes, she wondered, this was just what he said casually, or really thought so.

Looking at each other, she saw boundless pampering and tenderness in his eyes, and he seemed to be more patient with her than with other people or things, does this mean that he was serious about her? It's just that even if you take her seriously, how long can it last? He must have other women, what if other women will please him more than she does?

Leng Yuchen looked at her pair of wet phoenix eyes from the initial confirmation to the later confusion, and couldn't help but sigh a little, he couldn't help but be unsure of her thoughts.

"What are you thinking?" In desperation, he had no choice but to ask.

Su Yuqing didn't answer, just shook her head a little indifferently.

Leng Yuchen didn't care about asking carefully, he remembered her body in his heart, so he put her down gently, took out the ointment, and then lifted the quilt.

She was surprisingly obedient, except for a little shyness, she just let him do what she wanted. Her well-behaved and obedient made the corners of his lips unconsciously upturned, and her handsome face was overflowing with warmth.

She lay on the bed, hugged the corners of the quilt with both hands helplessly, bit her lower lip and shyly watched him gently parting her legs, looking at the filth at the end of her legs with pity, and then dipped her fingers in the ointment, stroking it very gently, looking solemn and serious, so that her tense body slowly relaxed. The original unbearable pain was gradually relieved by the cold effect of the ointment, and with his gentle caressing, he suddenly felt much more comfortable. Looking at his gentle and serious appearance again, thinking about what he just said, her heart slowly soaked in honey, so sweet that it couldn't be dissolved.

After a long time, Leng Yuchen stopped what he was doing, and looked up at her who was still holding the quilt: "Are you better?" ”

She blushed and nodded slightly.

Leng Yuchen smiled lightly, took the ointment, flattened her legs, and covered the quilt, then he lay on her side and looked at her like a spring breeze: "Take a break, and then come down to eat when the medicine is strong enough and it doesn't hurt much." ”