Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

"No, you cook. I'm hungry."

"I'm hungry too." Nie Pingxin approached her step by step.

"If you're hungry, go cook. Why are you coming to me? Go cook. I'm starving to death." Song Jiujiu continued to step back. His legs suddenly hit the bed. His body tilted back uncontrollably, and he fell down on the bed. He was about to get up. Nie Pingxin jumped up like a hungry wolf, "I have the strength to cook for you after eating you."

Song Jiujiu was stunned. Only then did he react to what he just said about being hungry. His face was so red that it could bleed.

"Baby, are you shy again?"

Nie Pingxin's hand came to her hot face, smiled low, and his head held her confused lips.

After the end, it was completely dark. Song Jiujiu lay powerless in bed and looked sideways at the satisfied man around him. "I'm really hungry. My stomach is crying. Listen."

Nie Pingxin raised his eyebrows. "Didn't you feed you just now?"

"..." Song Jiujiu was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. Did she feed him? He is always in need, not her.

Seeing that the little woman was angry, Nie Pingxin sat up and didn't forget to steal incense when he got up. He picked up his black nightgown and put it on his body, "I'll cook for my little woman. Do you have anything special to eat?"

Song Jiujiu blurted out, "meat! Lots of meat!"

Nie Pingxin sighed and said, "beef, pork, mutton or fish?"

"As long as it's meat, I'll eat it!"

"Do you eat the meat on my body?"

"If you're cooked, why don't you eat it?"

"..." Nie Pingxin shivered and stared at her, "pervert!"

Looking at the man who went out, song Jiujiu rubbed his stomach and shouted, "Xinxin, you do it quickly. I'm so hungry."

"Call your husband."

"Not married yet."

"Do you want to eat?"

"Yes, husband."

"That's good. Just bear it for a while and the meal will be ready in a minute."

After Nie Pingxin went out, song Jiujiu lay in bed and tasted the "husband" carefully. Unexpectedly, he was about to get married and grew into a big girl in a twinkling of an eye.

She grew up, but her grandfather was old.

Nie Pingxin scrambled an egg first, heated a cup of milk and brought it up. "Cushion your stomach first, and the meal will wait a while."

Song Jiujiu got up from bed with a smile, "Xinxin, you are very kind to me."

"...." Nie Pingxin's mouth turned away. That's good? Better is still ahead!

Nie Pingxin knows himself. Once he identifies a person, he will die to please. For example, now, although he doesn't want to admit that he cares about song Jiujiu's actions, he knows that this is care.

He wants to bring this woman into his heart and occupy a place. He wants to be a husband and wife in this life. She gives him a group of children. Their family has a happy life he has never experienced in his previous life.

After dinner, song Jiujiu was watching TV on the sofa in the living room. Nie Pingxin was cleaning up in the kitchen. Suddenly, he heard her scream. He was stunned and hurried out of the kitchen, "what's the matter?"

"It itches."

Nie Pingxin walked over and saw that she had scratched marks on her arms and shoulders, and there were dense small pimples in those parts.

"Allergic?"

"I don't know. Suddenly it's like this."

"Go take a bath first and see if it will be better."

"Oh, good."

In the bathroom, song Jiujiu still scratched his body hard. Just now, his arms and shoulders were itching. At present, his whole body was itching. It hurt her, but he didn't scratch her, but it was extremely itchy.

"Isn't it better -" Nie Pingxin came up after cleaning up the kitchen and was startled when he pushed open the bathroom door. "Don't catch it. I'll take you to the hospital!"

After that, he picked up a bath towel to take her out of the water, quickly wiped the water off her, took her outside and put her on the sofa, while he went to the wardrobe to find clothes.

"Change your clothes and hurry to the hospital."

At the moment, song Jiujiu's face was full of small red pimples, itching her to kick, but Nie Pingxin tied her hand with a tie to prevent her from scratching and scratching.

"Nie Pingxin, itching hard..." she looked at the man around her wrongfully, and her tears fell. She had never been so hard, like countless insects crawling all over her.

Nie Pingxin looked at her crying and felt unspeakable heartache. He raised his hand and gently patted her on the head. "Good boy, bear it again and go to the hospital right away."

"It's really hard..."

"I know, I know. Don't cry. I'll be in the hospital soon."

"HMM." he answered, but song Jiujiu's tears were still falling one after another.

Nie Pingxin frowned tightly, went all the way, and finally arrived at the nearest hospital 15 minutes later.

The allergen could not be detected for the time being, but an injection of anti allergy medicine was given. Moreover, song Jiujiu's situation was so serious that he had to be infused.

When the infusion reached half a bottle, the itchy symptoms gradually faded.

Afraid that she couldn't help itching and rubbing on the bed, Nie Pingxin always held her. He felt that she was not so impatient at the moment. He asked, "do you feel better?"

"Well, it's not so itchy, but it hurts."

Can it not hurt? Were scratched by her nails.

"You lie down first, I'll go to the doctor and ask what medicine you can apply." Nie Pingxin put song Jiujiu on the bed, got down to the ground, put on his shoes and went to the doctor. He came back soon with a nurse.

The nurse said, "you need to treat it with iodine first. It will hurt more. You can bear it."

Song Jiujiu nodded and looked at Nie Pingxin. "You stretch out your arm. If it hurts, I'll bite your arm."

The nurse was stunned and subconsciously went to see Nie Pingxin. She thought the man would disagree. After all, it hurts to bite his arm, but she didn't think he didn't frown and said directly, "OK, let you bite now."

When applying iodine and ointment, song Jiujiu shouted with pain and kicked on the bed. Nie Pingxin pushed away the nurse, "you won't be light! Get out!"

The nurse was very wronged. It was very painful. She explained it in advance just now.

Nie Pingxin personally daubed song Jiujiu. He was nervous and trembled. He asked, "does it hurt?"

It hurts. It really hurts. It hurts more than when the nurse smeared it, but song Jiujiu bit his teeth hard and stopped crying.

From his arms, chest, back and waist, Nie Pingxin was already sweating.

Song Jiujiu was lying on the bed. He was dealing with the scratches on his waist. She grabbed the sheet hard and tried to make her voice sound easier. "Xinxin, it really doesn't hurt at all. Just wipe it."

Nie Pingxin stopped for a moment, put down the things in his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead. "Well, it doesn't hurt. It'll be fine soon. Hold on."

"Yes."

When painting song Jiujiu's back waist, a piece of upturned skin attracted Nie Pingxin's attention. He wanted to find a surgical scissors to cut off the upturned skin, so as to save her pain when she wore clothes. But when he was ready to cut off the upturned skin, he found something wrong.

The skin is getting bigger and bigger bit by bit, but the bottom of the skin is not fresh meat, but... With the slow tearing, the red thing gradually appears completely.

Nie Pingxin suddenly grabbed his heart, suddenly held his breath and stared at the familiar birthmark in the shape of a red butterfly.

"Yu'er..."

He involuntarily called out his wife's name, and his heart pounded at this time.

"Hmm?" Song Jiujiu twisted his face to see the man behind him, "why?"

Nie Pingxin was as like as two peas in the as like as two peas. He was a song, and Ouyang Yu was not his wife, but she was exactly the same as jade in her waist.

She didn't remember telling anyone about the birthmark on yu'er, so how did song Jiujiu get it? Did you have it at birth, or did you do it the day after tomorrow?

"You have a red birthmark on your back waist, do you know?"

Song Jiujiu frowned and thought for a moment, "I don't know. I can't see it again, but I remember I didn't see any red birthmarks in the mirror when I took a bath. What's the matter? Now there are birthmarks?"

"Well, there's a birthmark. It's beautiful." Nie Pingxin held the skin in his hand. It blocked the birthmark. Was it artificial or natural? But obviously, song Jiujiu didn't know he had such a birthmark.

"Is the birthmark still beautiful?" Song Jiujiu remembers that he has seen birthmarks on others, black or brown. In short, they are not good-looking at all.

Nie Pingxin took photos with his mobile phone and showed them to her.

Song Jiujiu exclaimed, "isn't it? Is there such a birthmark? Is it on the tattoo? How come I never found it?"

"Call your grandpa or your parents, maybe they know something, because the birthmark is blocked by this thing."

Nie Pingxin handed song Jiujiu the peeled skin, and then continued to smear the scratches on her body, but her mood was very different from before. The rising radian at the corner of her mouth was the best proof.

Song Jiujiu immediately called Ouyang Yi, "Grandpa, have you had a rest?"

The mobile phone is hands-free. Ouyang Yi's voice came out, "what? Miss grandpa? Then come home. Grandpa misses you too."

"I'll go back to accompany grandpa after a while. Now I have something to ask Grandpa. Grandpa, what's the matter with the red birthmark on me?"

The other end of the phone suddenly fell into silence. His intuition told Nie Pingxin that Ouyang Yi knew what it was. He turned his face to look at the mobile phone. Song Jiujiu turned his head and looked at him, glanced at him, and then stared at the mobile phone screen, "Grandpa, why don't you speak?"

"Jiu'er, what did you say just now? Grandpa didn't hear."

"I said what happened to the red birthmark on me?"

"Birthmark? Do you have a birthmark? I remember the nurse gave you to me after you were born, and I checked it again. There is no birthmark on you."