Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 799 Gentle and Caring Husband

Look at the appearance of this sick child...

Could it be that she was very angry.

Are you going to burp soon?

"...It's okay for my husband, I'm sick."

"You know my body too. I feel sick when I get cold."

The man pushed his flushed face, and there was a layer of mist in his eyes, as if it was a mountain forest in the early morning, and it was cool and cool.

"It's just that I'm afraid that I won't be able to make the floor."

"Miss..."

Looking at each other, Yin Mang shrugged his shoulders in frustration.

Beauty trap or something...shameless! !

Who made this emperor a person who loves fragrance and cherishes jade?
With such a lively beauty in front of her, can she rush to the ground abruptly?
Yin Mang patted his conscience, but it was really impossible.

Empress Yin bowed down in resignation, ready to remove the quilt from the bed and spread it on the ground.

It's good to lay a floor for yourself.

Just as she stretched out her hand, it was gently held down by the man again.

A Luan tilted his head slightly, and asked softly, "Miss, are you going to sleep on the floor?"

"...I don't sleep well."

"You're not feeling well right now. I'd better sleep on the floor, to be sure."

Yin Mang has a serious face.

"But……"

"This day, I've caught a cold right now. Sleeping alone, I'm afraid I'm going to have a fever in the middle of the night."

A Luan's distant eyes looked at Yin Mang quietly, and then coughed twice in a hoarse voice: "Miss, are you just as relieved as this, and let me sleep alone?"

"It doesn't matter to me. I'm afraid I will have a fever in the middle of the night, and then I will have to make my lady run around."

"That's my husband's fault."

Yin Mang...

The other party was thinking about her in everything he said, and planning for her.

Completely looks like a virtuous husband.

Such a soft-spoken and gentle manner.

Even if Yin Mang wanted to find trouble, he could only soften his heart and talk to him.

Hemp egg ground.

Why are you acting like a little daughter-in-law!

Give me back that deserted, bald donkey who can make this emperor so hard-hearted and poke him in with a knife!
But it's just the appearance of this dress, which makes Yin Mang, who only eats soft knives, feel soft.

Her hands holding the quilt froze in place, and she pursed her lips sullenly.

"Hey!"

The man let out a long breath.

The palm rested on the back of Yin Mang's hand again.

He has been ill in bed all year round, his body has no temperature, and his palms are cold.

"Since the lady dislikes me so much, she doesn't want to share the same bed with me."

"It's better to let my husband lay the floor."

The man stopped talking, stood up, took out a quilt from the bed, turned around sadly, and spread the quilt on the ground silently.

Yin Mang half sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the man's back, as if looking at an abandoned child.

That lonely, desolate and sad figure, as if there are still fallen leaves floating around...

Anyone who comes over and sees it will feel a deep pain in his heart.

By the way, I started to blame myself and asked myself.

Did it go too far?
How could this man be forced into this?

It looks so pitiful, so innocent, so helpless...

I really want to hold him in my arms and give him the warmth of a mother's love.

A Luan turned his back to Yin Mang.

There was a slight smile on the sickly handsome face.

He gently spread the quilt on the ground, half kneeled on the ground, and went to tidy up a corner of the quilt.

"Cough cough cough."

Just half kneeling on the ground, as if invaded by the cold air on the ground, the man's slender and straight body froze, and his slender palms were pressed to his lips.

(End of this chapter)