Doting on his wife: Husband, beg for a kiss

Chapter 395 You Little Husbands and Wives Are Really Loving

However, when Xiao Jinxuan on the bed saw Zhuang Yiman coming in, he hurriedly gave the order to evict the guest: "Aunt Zhao is here to take care of me. I'm fine. Go back to your room and sleep. It won't be good if you infect you later."

Because of the sore throat, his voice was hoarse, and his voice was extremely low, obviously trying to resist or feel uncomfortable talking to him.

Zhuang Yiman's footsteps that were about to approach him stopped immediately, she pursed her lips a little aggrieved, and then nodded: "Got it."

At the end, he told Aunt Zhao who came to the bed: "Aunt Zhao, please take care of Ah Jin. Cook some light porridge for him later."

"Well, good lady."

Zhuang Yiman glanced worriedly at Xiao Jinxuan who was lying weakly on the bed, then turned and left.

After returning to the room, she was worried that Xiao Jinxuan would not be able to sleep, so she simply got up and went downstairs to cook porridge for Xiao Jinxuan.

After Aunt Zhao took Xiao Jinxuan's temperature, she put an ice pack on his forehead, told him to sleep for a while, woke up and took some light food before taking medicine, and then left Xiao Jinxuan's room.

After going downstairs, she went straight to the kitchen, and unexpectedly found that Zhuang Yiman was already inside.

"Ma'am, you go to rest, I'll cook porridge for the husband."

Zhuang Yiman shook his head, "It's okay, let me come, I can't sleep on both sides. Can you go and rest for a while?"

"It's okay. I'm used to getting up early. Then I'll prepare some appetizers for my husband."

"Well, it's troublesome."

After Aunt Zhao went to the sink and washed her hands, she put on her apron and started preparing side dishes.

"Ma'am, sir's birthday is coming soon, isn't it?"

Zhuang Yiman nodded, "Well, there is still one month."

"How are you going to celebrate this year?"

"Not sure yet, I'll ask him back."

"kindness."

The two of them prepared a light breakfast for the sick Xiao Jinxuan in the kitchen together, chatting casually like this, it was interesting.

It was nearly an hour after everything was ready.

Aunt Zhao raised her wrist and looked at the time on the watch. It was already past six o'clock. She put warm water, medicine, porridge, and some side dishes on the serving plate, and said to Zhuang Yiman, "I'll send it to Mr. .”

"kindness."

Thinking of Hsiao Jinxuan's past illnesses, she told him worriedly: "Watch him eat, let him eat as many bites as he can."

Aunt Zhao smiled and joked, "You young couples are really loving."

Zhuang Yiman couldn't help laughing, and teased: "No way, who made him the one in my family."

"Haha." Aunt Zhao smiled heartily before leaving the kitchen with a plate in her hand.

When she arrived at Xiao Jinxuan's room, Xiao Jinxuan was still lying on the bed, and the ice pack that was originally covering his forehead had already been removed by him and thrown aside.

Aunt Zhao put the tray on the bedside table, reached out and touched his forehead, the temperature was not as hot as before.

She whispered, "Sir."

After a short wait of a few seconds, Xiao Jinxuan slowly opened his eyelids.

He looked sideways, saw Aunt Zhao standing by the bed, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Madam cooked porridge for you, why don't you get up, drink some porridge, take some medicine and then rest?"

Xiao Jinxuan slowly sat up from the bed, frowned, and asked hoarsely, "Why doesn't she go to sleep?"

"Isn't this worried about you? You have to eat porridge and medicine honestly, get well soon, so that she won't worry about you."

"Tell her to go to rest in a while, I'm much better."

(End of this chapter)