Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 225 Little things, kiss me
Time passed minute by minute.

The sky is cold, and the heavy snow is like the master of the night, devouring each fragile little life.

Beiming Haoting's throat was so thirsty and sore, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at his throat, and even his voice was hoarse, not like his own.

Tick!
Finally, the rapidly changing time on the phone screen showed 0:00, Beiming Haoting shook his head to stay awake, and reached out to slap the door vigorously.

Yan Chuyan tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, she will go back to live with Beiming Haoting tomorrow, she and him are still in the cold war, what should I do?
When I went downstairs to pour water to drink, there was a burst of violent knocking on the door outside.

"Who? Here it is, don't take pictures." Yan Chuyan put down her glass, and walked towards the entrance suspiciously.

It was early morning, and the bodyguards had all gone back. In the past few days, they would come here on time at seven o'clock in the morning and leave on time at eleven o'clock in the evening.

It's so late now?

Could it be Beiming Haoting?

No, he hasn't shown up for days.

Yan Chuyan held the doorknob, thought for a moment, and opened it suspiciously.

boom--

"Little thing, here I come."

As soon as the door was opened, Beiming Haoting's heavy body fell down, pressing heavily on Yan Chuyan.

"Hey, Beiming Haoting, what are you doing?! Get up!" Yan Chuyan slapped him on the back vigorously, Beiming Haoting did not move and pressed her down.

The strong and heavy body is a huge fireball, scorching hot.

"What's wrong with you? Beiming Haoting, wake up." Yan Chuyan pushed him away with all her strength, and slowly laid him flat on the ground.

The heroic man had already fallen into a coma, Yan Chuyan instinctively stretched out her hand to cover his forehead to help him check his temperature.

"Wow, it's so hot!" She withdrew her hand reflexively, the bodyguard was not here, and there was no one to help.

But she can't let the big cat sleep on the cold floor all night, what should I do?
Yan Chuyan's facial features were wrinkled anxiously, like crumpled walnuts. After thinking for a while, she rushed to find the medicine box.

After a while, she brought an ice pack and applied it to Beiming Haoting's forehead.

She is a nurse and has mastered various first aid methods.

Beiming Haoting had a fever, and the cold wind blew outside the door all night.

There were little snowflakes hidden in the golden curly hair, Yan Chuyan could tell that he had been waiting outside for a long time.

Now he urgently needs a warm bath to drive away the chill.

A warm bath can promote blood circulation and help dissipate heat.

Yan Chuyan put warm water at a suitable temperature in the bathroom on the first floor, and hurriedly walked back to Beiming Haoting to check his physical condition.

Didn't he have a cold?How could you make your body like this?
Yan Chuyan took away the ice pack on his forehead, took a deep breath, put his hands under Beiming Haoting's arms, and walked inside with his heavy body.

"Hey, stupid cat, wake up, I'm exhausted." Yan Chuyan panted heavily, a thin layer of sweat oozing from his forehead.

She reached out and patted Beiming Haoting's handsome face lightly.

Suddenly, a certain cat moved, and Yan Chuyan was overjoyed.

However, he fell asleep again as if returning to the past.

Finally dragged the big, bulky cat to the bathtub, but getting him into the water was another big problem.

"Hey, Beiming Haoting, wake up..." Yan Chuyan stretched out her index finger and pressed down on him.

"Well... little thing, kiss me." After a while, Beiming Haoting's thin white lips moved slowly, making a weak voice.

Woke up?

"Beiming Haoting, get up! Go in and take a bath by yourself!" Yan Chuyan shouted at him with a dignified tone.

Beiming Haoting's consciousness gradually returned, and he half-closed his blue eyes to look at her.

(End of this chapter)