Billionaire Love Marriage: Goodnight, My Wife Lord

An Jingchuan regained consciousness and looked at the alarm clock on the table. It was almost time. He took her hand and took down her thermometer.

"Thirty nine degrees. No, I have to take the medicine quickly. "

With that, he got up and went to the living room, poured a cup of hot water and turned out the antipyretic.

If Ji Luoqing had not been confused, she would not have asked these words as she thought. She didn't hear his answer. She was unwilling to hold his hand ready to put tablets in her mouth.

"Why don't you answer me? Who the hell are you? Why was he chased and killed for no reason? Where's your family? "

Her series of questions made an Jingchuan's ink eyes narrower and stuffed the tablets into her mouth while she opened her mouth.

"Take the medicine first."

The pill, stained with saliva, immediately spread bitterness. Ji Luoqing hurriedly took the water cup in his hand and poured it.

Ji Luoqing didn't breathe until she swallowed the pill and smoothed her chest.

"An Jingchuan, I know that in your eyes, I am actually a passer-by who meets halfway."

Leaning against the bedside, she continued to say to herself, "if you don't say it, is it because you know that you won't be with us for a long time, so you don't want us to know too much about you."

Ji Luoqing's eyes with mist in her eyes due to fever looked at anjingchuan, who was silent and didn't speak.

"Well, you think I'm confused and talking nonsense. I won't ask again, not a word. When my brother's birthday is over, I won't stop you whenever you go... "

She said, lying down and covering it.

"I'm fine. Just sweat after taking medicine. Go to bed."

Ji Luoqing lay in bed. Although her brain was dizzy and her mouth was a little out of control, she knew very well in her heart.

An Jingchuan hid a lot with her.

A lot of things, a lot of words, he seems to be light, so that she can't tell. Those are jokes and those are sincere words.

Maybe later, it's like a dream.

Wake up, he's gone.

Her life, as always, has not changed.

"Go to bed first. I'll go with you later."

For a long time, an Jingchuan sat on the side of her bed and said, as if she had never said what she had just said.

Ji Luoqing fell asleep. She was hot and uncomfortable. Because of the medicine effect, she was full of sweat. She stretched out her arms and legs.

Vaguely, someone pasted it, hugged her whole company with the quilt, suppressed her hands and feet moving back and forth, and coaxed softly, "good, don't move, don't catch a cold again!"

An Jingchuan looked into his arms and finally broke away from the woman who could not sleep obediently. Her dark eyes were as deep as the night, no longer as gentle as the previous smile.

The deep and vast is like the boundless desert and the calm and vast sea.

However, it was only a moment to restore calm, and the fundus was still mild and shallow.

After sweating, Ji Luoqing relaxed a lot. With an oversized human pillow around her, she slept more comfortably.

The next day, the sun spread all over the room.

Ji Luoqing gasped and opened his blurred eyes, but as soon as he opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth trembled.

I see.

She was wearing a skirt style Pajama, which had long been on her waist. She was only wearing a small pink dress. One leg was pressing in a strange but comfortable position between the legs of a man.

One hand also passed through someone's clothes and put it directly and intimately on his tight waist and abdomen.

And, most importantly!

He, his hand, unconsciously put it in the soft place of her heart, and directly through the thin pajamas.

That evil hand is still from time to time

Snap!

Ji Luoqing raised her hand and slapped her on the face of the man who took care of her in the middle of the night and was still asleep!

An Jingchuan, unprepared, frowned.

"Do you like beating people so much when you wake up in the morning?"

Ji Luoqing held back her anger and stared at him with burning eyes, "an Jingchuan, if you don't take your hand away, believe it or not, I'll stamp it now!"

Suddenly, I realized.

An Jingchuan looked at his hand that he didn't know when to commit a crime. He wanted to take it back, but he found that it felt particularly good. No wonder he couldn't even remember when to commit a crime.

Or, it is the most essential * * * * of men to women.

"An, Jing, Chuan,"

Ji Luoqing gnashed her teeth and shouted. Her blushing eyes stared at his reluctant hand!

Where's the knife!

Where's the knife?

Where's the knife?!

An Jingchuan frowned and laughed. He quickly withdrew his hand, grabbed her ready to get up and really get the knife, grabbed her hand, lifted up his clothes and stuffed it inside.

"In this way, you can touch it as long as you want!"

Ji Luoqing pushed him away angrily, "... Get out of here!"

"Come on, I swear, I really didn't mean it!"

"Bang!"

An Jingchuan apologized and slammed the door tightly.

He was kicked out.

An Jingchuan laughed and looked at his mischievous hand. After living for so many years, there are not a few women who throw themselves into the arms, but he has always been clean, preferring lack rather than abuse.

So this may be her first time, but it's not his first time.

It's just his first time. It seems that it's not worth mentioning in some people's eyes.

But... That feels good.

Let him have a sense of unfinished business.

I had a fever last night. Ji Luoqing asked for a day off. It's troublesome to go out and catch a cold again.

Ji Mingxuan went to school and didn't come back for dinner at noon. There were only two people left at home, anjingchuan and Ji Luoqing.

However, Ji Luoqing did not intend to be idle.

After changing the sheets and clothes, together with a piece of Ji Mingxuan's house, he threw it into the washing machine and planned to have a big cleaning.

Ji Mingxuan's 10th birthday will be in two days. At that time, she plans to decorate the house well.

Ji Luoqing went to open the window and prepared to ventilate the room.

But as soon as I opened the window, I saw two figures coming towards the community under the building.

One of them, Xiao Qian, the daughter of Aunt Li's family in the next building, is 19 years old. She is looking shyly at the handsome anjingchuan beside Gao Dajun.

"Brother Jingchuan, thank you. Give me something!" Xiaoqian took a big bag of fruit in an Jingchuan's hand and bowed her head and said thank you shyly.

"You're welcome. It's just a little help." An Jingchuan smiled at her and pressed the elevator button.

"By the way, brother Jingchuan, the lion's head steamed by my mother at noon is delicious. Let me send some to you and sister Luo Qing?" Xiao Xi looked up at him with starlight in her eyes.

An Jingchuan thought for a moment, smiled and said, "forget it, don't bother."

"No trouble, no trouble! It's settled. I'll send it to you and sister Luo Qing later! "

Xiaoxi said with a smile and went to the next floor with the fruit.

Wait upstairs.

An Jingchuan knocked on the door with vegetables in one hand and knew she was at home, so he didn't take the key when he came out.

But after knocking several times, there was no movement or silence at all.

An Jingchuan's eyebrows suddenly screwed up. Won't something happen?

"Lolo?! Lolo! Are you home... "