Warm Marriage 100 Points: Sweet Wife, Please Be Good

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With a "snap", the door of Qi's villa opened, and Qi Jing walked in with Zhong Jiaqi in his arms, covered in rain.

The servants at home were shocked when they saw it, this was the first time Qi Jingshen brought a woman home.

After the private doctor, Dr. Lu, finished the examination carefully, he reported to Qi Jingshen respectfully: "Young Master Qi, Miss Zhong is fine. It was because of the rain that she developed a fever, which is why she suddenly fainted."

"I've given her anti-fever medicine, and I've also prescribed cold medicine for her. She'll be fine after a few days of drinking, but pay more attention to rest."

Qi Jing nodded deeply, his tone was cold: "En."

After seeing off the doctor, Qi Jing sat beside Zhong Jiaqi's bed, staring at her intently.

Under the dim light, her delicate and profound face was reflected, her skin was fair, her lips were bright red, her eyebrows were thick and slender, she looked so beautiful.

Since the first day we met, Zhong Jiaqi kept saying, "A pervert, a stinky hooligan."

For some reason, Qi Jingshen was gradually attracted to her, and whenever she appeared, he really wanted to tease her.

I saw her stomping her feet anxiously, saw her frowning with no difficulty, saw that even in the face of many difficulties, she was still strong and unyielding, and she was very serious about solving them.

From being funny at the beginning, Qi Jingshen became more and more concerned about her feelings, until tonight, when he saw her standing helplessly in the rain.

Such a lonely back made Qi Jingshen swear that from now on,
Qi Jingshen will never leave Zhong Jiaqi's side, and will never give her another chance to make her sad.

Carrying a wet towel and cold water, Shen's mother walked over cautiously, and said softly: "Young Master, although Miss Zhong has received a fever-reducing injection, she must still be hot and uncomfortable."

"Go and rest, I'll wipe Miss Zhong's body."

"I come."

Qi Jing stretched out his right hand deeply, his tone serious.

Shen Ma handed him the towel carefully, and said kindly: "Master, if you need anything, just call me."

"Go and rest, I'll be fine here."

Although it was Qi Jingshen who spoke to Shen Ma, from the beginning to the end, his eyes were always on Zhong Jiaqi and never moved away.

Shen Ma didn't make another sound, stepped back cautiously, and closed the door gently.

Qi Jing got up and went to get a towel, ready to wipe Zhong Jiaqi's sweat.

"Mom, I miss you so much..."

"Don't leave me, I miss you so much, can you take Qiqi with you?"

He hadn't taken two steps when there were bursts of crying behind him.

Qi Jing turned around deeply, and saw Zhong Jiaqi's brows were tightly knit together, her face was tense and her hands were clutching the quilt, refusing to let go.

Because of the fever, there was a thick layer of sweat on her forehead, and she looked pitiful and very wronged.

Qi Jing walked over, gently patted her shoulder, and wiped the sweat from her forehead carefully and gently with the other hand.

"Mom, don't go."

Suddenly, Zhong Jiaqi hugged Qi Jingshen's arm with both hands, refusing to let go.

Her consciousness was fuzzy and confused, she just felt hot and dry all over her body, while Qi Jingshen's arms were cold and very comfortable.

Qi Jing looked at her deeply and panicked for a moment, feeling at a loss for the first time.

Before she could regain her senses, Zhong Jiaqi hugged his arm and was about to put it on his chest.

Seeing this, Qi Jingshen's eyes flickered for an instant, and he quickly pulled back his arm subconsciously.

He quickly twisted the towel and placed it gently on her forehead.

Just changing towels back and forth like this, Zhong Jiaqi didn't have a fever until early in the morning.

Qi Jing deeply touched her finally cold forehead, the big stone in his heart finally fell, don't worry.

He reached out and teased Zhong Jiaqi because of the towel and wet hair, seeing her sleeping well, he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of happiness.

Qi Jing possessed himself deeply and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"From now on, you will be my woman. Today is such a sad day, I will never let you have a second time!"

He secretly swore that he would treat Zhong Jiaqi well.

The next day.

The sunlight slowly came in, Zhong Jiaqi opened her eyes, and she was puzzled by the unfamiliar environment.

Her whole body was light and fluttering, as if she was about to fall apart.

Where is this place?
She remembered that she was walking on the road last night, and she had no memory of what happened afterwards.

Zhong Jiaqi got up with strength, rubbed her temples, and found that the clothes she was wearing were not hers either.

What exactly is going on?Where are her clothes and why are they here.

A lot of questions came to my mind, at this moment there was a slight "pop" of the door being pushed open, Shen Ma opened the door and came in, holding the porridge in her hand.

Shen's mother was very happy to see Zhong Jiaqi woke up, and said enthusiastically: "Miss Zhong, you are awake!"

"Is your body still hot, is your stomach still hungry?"

Zhong Jiaqi looked at the strange aunt, raised her eyebrows in doubt and asked, "Do you know me?"

Shen Ma smiled embarrassedly, realizing that she hadn't formally greeted Zhong Jiaqi.

It was also because Qi Jingshen and Qi Shao came back in too much haste last night, and Shen Ma, who had been busy going back and forth for so long, naturally felt that she and Zhong Jiaqi had known each other for a long time.

Shen Ma said softly and kindly: "This is the Qi family's old house. Last night, Miss Zhong, you had a fever and fainted. It was our young master who brought you back and took care of you."

Qi's old house?In the entire Yuncheng, there is only one family with the surname Qi.

Zhong Jiaqi frowned slightly, and subconsciously asked, "Qi Jingshen?"

Shen's mother nodded, and immediately responded: "Yes, Young Master Qi took care of you last night until the early morning. This morning, because of a temporary situation in the company, he left in a hurry."

"Young Master Qi said that we should take good care of you and not neglect you in any way."

"Miss Zhong, you are really lucky. When you got angry, our young master became anxious and took care of him overnight. No one could interfere, and you even wiped your body to reduce the fever."

What! ?Hearing this, Zhong Jiaqi's heart skipped a beat, and Qi Jingshen wiped her body with his own hands?
Then, the clothes she wears now are different from the ones before, could it be that Qi Jingshen changed them himself?
Zhong Jiaqi frowned and took a breath: "Then my clothes..."

Shen's mother froze for a moment, and then explained: "Miss Zhong, I changed the clothes on your body, because you were sweating all over, so the young master asked me to change your clothes for you."

"Here is the porridge I just made. Miss Zhong, please rest. I'll go down and clean up the house first."

Shen Ma put the porridge in front of Zhong Jiaqi respectfully, gentle and kind.

Zhong Jiaqi nodded, looking at the environment here, she felt an inexplicable strange feeling in her heart.

It never occurred to her that Qi Jingshen was taking care of her.

Yesterday at the coffee shop, he was still willing to help. It seemed that he was different from the previous impression. He didn't seem to be so mean, cold and aloof.

Zhong Jiaqi frowned slightly, turned on the phone, and a bunch of messages quickly appeared.

The above were all sent by Zhong's father, who kept sending text messages when he couldn't get through the phone, scolding Zhong Jiaqi for being uneducated, and not going home all night.

She looked at the content above and smiled coldly.

Obviously he was the one who pushed her out, but in the end everything was her fault again, and he sang about all the red and white faces.

Zhong Jiaqi thought it was funny, there was no difference between her biological father and her father.

"Buzzing..." The phone vibrated, and Father Zhong called again, interrupting her thoughts.

Zhong Jiaqi's slender fingers quickly slid, clicked on the speaker button, and threw the phone aside: "Zhong Jiaqi, you still know how to answer the phone, where did you fool around last night? Scold like that."

"You are an uneducated wild girl. I warn you, don't think about those properties. I will leave all those properties to Feifei. If you don't come back, I will make you look good!"

With a sound of "cracking", Zhong Jiaqi quickly hung up the phone, with a flat face and silent.

In this case, she didn't know how many times she had heard it. Father Zhong repeated a few words, either to get married quickly, or not to intervene in company affairs.

She had already memorized these words by heart.

Zhong Jiaqi got up and was about to put on her clothes and leave. Because she was sick and had a fever all night, she couldn't stand still and fainted behind her.

As soon as she was about to fall to the ground, a black figure appeared, reaching out to stop her waist, and hugged her into his arms.

Zhong Jiaqi frowned subconsciously, and grabbed the clothes she could grab with both hands.

She saw the person coming clearly, her eyes moved.

Qi Jingshen's gentle eyes fell on her, and he asked softly, "Didn't I tell you to rest well, why are you walking back and forth so disobediently?"

"I didn't stand firm just now, and I won't next time."

After the words fell, Zhong Jiaqi was about to get up and leave, but Qi Jingshen bent down and picked her up by the waist, and gently put her on the bed.

Qi Jingshen covered her with the quilt gently and skillfully, with a gentle face: "Okay, now be good, and drink the porridge first."

"Tell me what you want to do, and I will take care of you."

Seeing his careful and patient appearance, Zhong Jiaqi couldn't help feeling a surge of warmth in her heart.

This is the first time someone has taken care of her like this after being ill.

Seeing that she hadn't moved the bowl for a long time, Qi Jing took the initiative to pick up the porridge and blew it gently.

Seeing this, Zhong Jiaqi quickly said and shook her head: "No need."

The moment she opened her mouth, Qi Jingshen gently placed the spoon near her mouth.

A mouthful of warm and sweet porridge poured into the lips, and the warm feeling made the whole taste buds feel comfortable.

Zhong Jiaqi reached out to bring the bowl over, but Qi Jingshen continued to blow the porridge to her as if he didn't see it.

Qi Jing saw her weak and powerless appearance just now, and felt very distressed.

He couldn't bear it, and didn't want Zhong Jiaqi to be so tired again.

One bite at a time, the full bowl of porridge was soon finished.

Qi Jingshen took a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth carefully and gently.