Ji Xinyao smiled mysteriously, poked his hand in the quilt for a long time, then took out the thermometer stuck in the creaking nest, and shook it in front of his eyes: "I don't seem to burn anymore, it has dropped to thirty-six degrees and eight!"

Gu Nanxi lowered her head, looked at her glaring eyes, took the thermometer with amusement and tears, glanced at the numbers on it, and frowned again: "How long has it been measured?"

"It's been more than ten minutes..." Ji Xinyao snatched the thermometer back with guilt.

"Measure for a while." Gu Nanxi looked at her seriously, lifted her arm, took the thermometer in her hand, and let her clamp it.

Ji Xinyao twisted for a moment and said awkwardly: "If you say you don't have a fever, you won't have a fever. It's just a small cold. It's not that serious. It's just that wet during the day. It's a little wind. It's not that it's really cold. Look at you being nervous, I'm not a child..."

She obediently clamped the thermometer and muttered dissatisfiedly. Gu Nanxi glanced at her, smiled and stretched out his arm to wrap her shoulders, hugged her and leaned against the head of the bed: "Every time you have a cold and fever, a doctor said back then that you are only in your twenties now, and maybe just treat it as a minor illness, but if you don't find an opportunity to cure the disease and let it continue to develop, when you get older, your physical fitness will become worse and worse, and I have to pay attention to it."

Ji Xinyao still looked dissatisfied. After taking the medicine before, her head no longer hurts now. There is no discomfort. She is just afraid that some virus will spread to the child, so she ran to the small bedroom. It is rare that He Jiezhen came here to live today and could help them watch the child. Their pair of miserable mandarin ducks who were entangled by the child finally had some freedom. As a result, he did not give him any face...

It seems that she is very...

Seeing Ji Xinyao staring at the wall with her eyes staring straight, Gu Nanxi laughed and let her hold the thermometer in her arms, still half hugging her. He picked up the book on the bedside table with his other hand, looked at the cover, and then opened it with one hand and looked at it twice.

After a while, Ji Xinyao took out the thermometer again, raised it in front of her eyes and took a look first. Then her eyes lit up. Gu Nanxi also looked down at the thermometer in her hand and took it over.

"I said I won't have a fever." Ji Xinyao muttered in a low voice, thinking about the opportunity to attract him once in the hotel in the United States. He was particularly disrespectful that day. He clearly saw through her thoughts but insisted on watching her make a fool of herself before she could stop. After thinking about it, she shook her hand and wanted to break free from his arms, intending to cover herself with a quilt to sleep.

Gu Nanxi looked at her expression and immediately smiled silently, putting the thermometer aside: "Thirty-seven degrees, it's not a fever, but the temperature is not low. Take some cold medicine tomorrow, don't take your body seriously, do you hear it?"

Ji Xinyao nodded in a dull voice, and then said, "You have just been back for two days. You finally didn't have to sleep with your child all the time. You're fine! When my mother was back in the bedroom just now, her eyes seemed to understand something. You said that if we didn't make a small separation better than a newlywed tonight, wouldn't we owe my mother too much to help take care of the child? It turns out that I got the wrong love. It seems that you, Mayor Gu, have never had any women in the past two years, whether in Province A or in the United States. Don't people say that men will get sick after holding it for a long time? I'm still afraid that my husband will kill me. I'm prepared it tonight, but you still..."

The boss here was not satisfied and muttering before he finished his words, but his voice stopped abruptly.

Gu Nanxi, who was turning his back to her, putting the thermometer, books and medicine boxes on the bedside table into the drawer, suddenly turned around and hugged her body. She lowered her head and kept her kissing her when she kept chattering. When she was staring at him like this before she could reflect, he smiled. Before she raised her hand, she suddenly grabbed the back of her head with one hand, not giving her a chance to repent. The kiss gradually became deeper from gentleness until her expression, which was a little unhappy, gradually melted, and collapsed softly in his arms, slowly closing her eyes.

"Nanxi, is it a dream?" Until his kiss gradually moved to her jaw, a gentle and familiar numbness spread throughout his body. Ji Xinyao missed her, and then raised her tremblingly, shakingly, wrapped around his neck, and was reluctant to close her eyes, but opened her eyes and looked at Zhuo Ya's handsome man in front of her.

"No." 13acv.

"In the past two days, although I live in endless satisfaction and happiness, I always feel that this happiness is like walking on the ice. I am always afraid. This is really a dream after I fell asleep at night. I still remember that we were at the foot of the mountain in the earthquake zone. You leaned against me. At that time, you were cold all over and didn't breathe, only a little bit of pulse. At that time, I was very desperate. I always thought you had left me forever. Sometimes I didn't dare to think about how you were in the United States. I was afraid of thinking about bad things. I was afraid that I might be dead. But no one dared to tell me, afraid that I could not bear it, so they didn't say it, and I didn't dare to ask. I thought it might be like this that I had just taken two children with you, thinking about you for the rest of my life... and regretting it for the rest of my life..."

As she said that, she lowered her head and chuckled in his arms.

He beat her body and looked at her with a dark look.

"Xin Yao, all these have passed. Now I am alive in front of you. This is not a dream. Whether it is for you or for the child, Gu Nanxi cannot let himself die so fragilely. Don't think that all this is a dream in a daze. From the beginning, you should have confidence in me and believe that I will come back, and you do have this confidence, right? My Xin Yao is a strong little hedgehog. Even if someone tells you that I am dead, you will never believe it, right?" Xin was seen with his hands.

"Well..." Ji Xinyao looked at him with a smile: "Nanxi, it seems that there really is a strange resonance between husband and wife. I don't believe that there is any miracle in this world, but I just know that as long as I wait slowly like this, no matter how long I wait, I will not be wrong... Also, if it weren't for you..."

"What if it's not me?" Gu Nanxi's eyes burned like a fire. She turned her head to avoid it and smiled embarrassedly.

He raised his eyebrows, and his eyes, which were already full of deep desire, flashed a hint of crampedness like her. He tightened his arms that were holding her waist hard. She could hardly breathe. She couldn't help but hum under him, twisted her body, half turned around, and glared at him.

Fei Heng had anger and joy in his eyes, his cheeks were like clouds, his eyes were like drunk, and there was a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth.

I felt that Gu Nanxi's body tensed a little, and then I couldn't help but come over.

"Xin Yao, have I never praised you for being beautiful?" He smiled and kissed her lips: "You have become more and more charming in the past two years..."

"Well, I took the elixir~" She smiled in his arms.

Her unhonest look made him laugh, his eyes darker, and his warm lips slowly rubbed her cheeks, but he felt a faint and familiar breath spreading between his nose.

His lips covered him again and drove into the forbidden area that he had longed for for two years. Her kiss was a bit fierce and anxious. It was different from the calm appearance just now. It seemed that he couldn't help but the longing for her that had been hidden for a long time, fearing that she would retreat.

"Xin Yao..."

Listening to him calling his name as if he was reluctant to leave, she raised her hand and hugged his neck tightly: "Husband, I love you..."

His tall body suddenly pressed her under his body, his lips and tongue entangled, and his tongue pierced into her lips over and over again, exploring the sweetness of the wet Xiaohun.

The expression of missing him suddenly flashed in her mind for the past two years. Later, every day he recorded the number of days he went to the United States on the computer. Those heart-wrenching numbers finally turned into this endless tenderness and lingering.

"Does the head still hurt?" He gasped and asked in a low voice, using words and with his body. His fingers lightly removed the soft and comfortable pajamas on her body. After a while, part of her snow-white skin appeared. Under the dim light on the bedside light, he felt that everything became more beautiful and hazy.

She couldn't help but hummed softly, "It doesn't hurt anymore. I was just a little tired before, and I've gotten better after a sleep." After that, she looked at him with shyness and longing for two years. His eyes were full of dark desire, but the corners of his mouth were still filled with the usual gentle smile that was only her, and his hands slowly penetrated into her clothes.

His kiss slid from the forehead, face, ears, to the neck, shoulders, and then gradually went down...

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