Mr. Ke's little wife

Chapter 64 Finding Someone
When Ke Chen came over, he was still wearing slippers from home.

"Why don't you say anything?" He frowned and entered the door, although he looked anxious, but there was not much reproach in his tone.

I braced myself up: "I just have a little fever, I'm afraid I'll wake you up."

"Isn't this what you used to do? Now you know how to pretend to be wronged?" Ke Chen sighed reassuringly, and came to sit on the side of my bed, "Where you go from now on, tell me, okay? "

Ke Chen rubbed his hands, tried it on his face, and then touched my forehead.

"Understood." I replied softly, without too many emotional ups and downs.

It seems that for a moment, I saw the end of my life: it should be in a certain afternoon, I am sitting in the hanging chair, reading the latest magazines, or playing games, maybe vomiting blood, maybe not, He just died there quietly.

"Why do you always get sick recently?" Ke Chen raised the topic, straightened my messy hair, and rubbed my face with his fingertips.

"Maybe in spring, it's easy to get sick."

"I will take good care of you from now on, and I won't let you get sick again." Ke Chen pecked lightly on my forehead, with a low voice, "Every time I see you sick, I feel pitiful."

"Are we going to remarry?" I pushed him away and stared at him stubbornly.He was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, but after a while, his face darkened: "For Lu Xiao?"

"For now, it's better for us to have a clearer goal. I don't want to be the same as before and repeat the same mistakes." I looked at him with a straight neck, and I was surprised even though I was calm.

"What if I want to? Do I want to repeat the same mistakes?" Ke Chen frowned, and the tenderness just now collapsed in an instant.

"It's up to you... as long as you remember what you promised me, I can't control the rest, and I don't want to." I retracted into the quilt, only one head remained outside.

Ke Chen made a phone call in front of me. Whether Lu Yao was convicted or released from prison, the so-called evidence is only in his hands. I can see the status of turning hands into clouds and hands into rain.

"Satisfied?" Ke Chen was furious, and threw the phone on my bedside.

"Well, thank you." I closed my eyes and replied tiredly.

I was really tired, and I didn't close my eyes all night.

But Ke Chen just didn't want to make it easier for me, so he just squeezed into the bed.He hugged me from behind and I struggled, but he just wouldn't let go.

"Ke Chen, let go." I turned to face him, panting heavily from the exhaustion of tossing and turning.

"Sleep, good boy." Ke Chen pulled me into his arms and closed his eyes.I was also really tired, so I frowned and followed him, falling into a deep sleep.

When he got up in the morning, Ke Chen was sitting on the sofa next door, struggling to reach the small low table.I glanced at it, a little funny and a little pitiful: "If you feel aggrieved and panic, go home."

"No." Ke Chen asked and raised his head to look at me, continuing to look at the document in that awkward posture.

"Where's Chen Sa? When can I be discharged from the hospital?" I sat up straight, and I was much better at this time, thinking of going back to see Aunt Qiu.

"Oh, him. He said he was going to get you some medicine. He should be here soon." Ke Chen turned off the computer and mumbled, "It's just a low-grade fever. He insisted on taking something to strengthen your resistance. powerful medicine."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Sa pushed the door open and came in.

"How is it? Are you still uncomfortable?" Chen Sa raised her chin and asked me. I shook my head and took a wooden box from him.

"Do you want to eat so much?" Ke Chen walked over, opened the box and took a look.Chen Sa's face froze slightly, and it was only then that I realized what was in the box.

(End of this chapter)