Black-bellied husband dotes on his wife: You can't escape

Chapter 127 Desire
Song Shixia glared at Lan Chenze shyly, then changed the subject: "Thank you for doing so many things for me!"

Lan Chenze took Song Shixia's hand in and stroked it.

He said softly, "You are my woman, you can't thank me for anything, it's because I failed to protect you and made you suffer."

Song Shixia blushed and glanced away.

Seeing that the little girl was shy again, Lan Chenze raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

He touched her forehead and said, "I still have a low fever."

Turning around, he touched the white shirt and saw that it was dry, so he covered Song Shixia.

Song Shixia's heart warmed up, and she picked up the shirt and handed it to him: "You should wear it, for fear of catching a cold."

Lan Chenze held down her hand and covered her again: "Your husband's body is an insulator for colds, don't be afraid."

It sounds like a joke, but the tone is more serious.

Song Shixia grabbed his hand and looked at him sincerely: "I am much better now, if you are sick, who will take care of me?"

Seeing that the little girl was serious, Lan Chenze was silent for a while, then nodded: "Well, it makes sense."

He quickly cleaned up the fire, turned over and lay down next to Song Shixia, hugged her into his arms, and covered her with his clothes.

Song Shixia pouted: "How can this be done? If you don't cover your back, you will catch cold."

Lan Chenze pinched Song Shixia's nose, and jokingly said: "You are more effective in my arms than a quilt."

"Ok?"

"It's hot all over."

"Are you sick?" Song Shixia was startled, and raised her hand to touch Lan Chenze's forehead.

"Your body is hot, can you feel my normal temperature?"

Lan Chenze took away Song Shixia's hand and said with a smile.

He leaned closer to Song Shixia's ear and whispered: "Looking at you, but I can't eat, I'm a little angry."

Only then did Song Shixia's confused head realize that the man was thinking wrong again.

She thumped Lan Chenze's chest shyly: "It's really indecent anytime and anywhere."

Lan Chenze grabbed Song Shixia's hand and jokingly said, "It's you who are so provocative."

Song Shixia glared at Lan Chenze angrily: "Then stay away from me."

Lan Chenze scratched her nose, pretending to be serious and said: "I have the strength to get angry, it seems that I have recovered from my illness."

"It's better, I'm a little sleepy now."

"Close your eyes and sleep."

"En." Feeling as if her eyelids were fighting, Song Shixia answered vaguely, and fell asleep again in a daze.

Lan Chenze looked down at Song Shixia's pale face, and his heart sank.

He turned Song Shixia over so that her back was close to his arms, wrapped the white shirt around Song Shixia, and then closed his eyes.

I don't know how long he slept, Lan Chenze felt the person in his arms shaking non-stop, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the little woman in his arms trembling all over.

Unconscious raving, unable to hear what she was saying.

Lan Chenze lowered his eyes and frowned.

He wrapped all his clothes around Song Shixia's body, held her in his arms, and kept rubbing her palms and backs.

But after a while, Song Shixia shouted again, trying to shake off the clothes on her body.

Lan Chenze held Song Shixia's hand tightly, restraining her and not letting her move.

Song Shixia sobbed uncomfortably, waving her hands wildly.

Lan Chenze had no choice but to keep whispering in her ear: "It will be fine in a while, good boy, it will be over as soon as it gets hot."

But an hour passed, Lan Chenze was already sweating profusely, Song Shixia still didn't get better.

Lan Chenze's eyes darkened, as if thinking of something, he quickly lifted Song Shixia's clothes.

Seeing that the injury on Song Shixia's knee was normal, other parts of her body were also slightly injured.

My heart sank, where did she hurt?
It was clearly an infected wound.

(End of this chapter)