The domineering president married a sweet wife

Seeing Ye Feicheng like this, Mai Yaxi firmly felt that he was out of his mind.

A man has a good face, and would rather corrupt the moral bottom line than feel that there is a green light on his head.

She walked over, step by step very carefully, every kind of care.

However, Ye Feicheng, who was pretending to be dead on the bed, felt that there was something wrong with Mai Yaxi's leg.

He had felt that way since the wedding.

I feel so even more now.

Otherwise, why are you always making a fool of yourself at weddings, and now you are walking so slowly?

And it's not because there's something wrong with her.

hurry up!If you don't come here again, Lao Tzu's forehead is cold!

He deliberately covered his face with hot water, looking a little red.

Mai Yaxi glanced at him, closed her eyes, fell asleep?

"Ye Feicheng, Ye Feicheng?" She called twice, but there was no response, and she boldly shook it again, but there was no response.

Yeah, that's great, Ye Feicheng seldom sleeps like this.

The corners of Mai Yaxi's lips curled slightly, exhilarated.

He didn't notice the thermometer deliberately placed by Ye Feicheng beside the bed.

And the high fever he deliberately faked.

Then, Ye Feicheng, who had his eyes closed, heard the sound of ping-pong-pong from the side, as if he was looking for something.

He swears, you idiot, here's the thermometer!

Stupid.

However, after a while, he should know that Mai Yaxi was not looking for a thermometer.

but something else.

Mai Yaxi had a sly smile on her face, and her mouth was almost smirking like a witch.

She held a lipstick in her hand, pointed it at Ye Feicheng's mouth, and slowly poked it down.

Ye Feicheng was taken aback for a moment, although he kept his composure very well, he was very depressed.

What is this ghost?

Mai Yaxi restrained herself from laughing out loud, and grinningly smeared her lipstick on Ye Feicheng.

Forcibly turning Ye Feicheng's mouth into a clown.

I tapped on his nose again, it was red, and there was also a cheek.

Hahaha clown!

In other words, the appearance of this clown is quite high.

At this time, Ye Feicheng's heart was broken.

It was a waste of his high IQ and careful planning, but it was wasted by Mai Yaxi.

Sure enough, it was stupid to fly out into the sky.

She bears the name of Mrs. Ye Shao, why hasn't he raised her IQ by him?

Ye Feicheng was not worried that his IQ would be lowered by Mai Yaxi, he was just very depressed, why would grandma take a fancy to such an idiot.

Mai Yaxi wasn't finished yet, when Ye Feicheng thought she was finally going to see the thermometer by the bed...

"Crack" sound.

Ye Feicheng opened his eyes slightly, damn it, Mai Yaxi actually took a photo!

He doesn't need to look in the mirror to know what he looks like now, this idiot actually took a photo!

He had to dismantle her phone.

But idiot, when are you going to know that Lao Tzu is sick and has a fever?

Mai Yaxi admired Ye Feicheng's clown appearance, and said to herself: "I think I still have a talent for painting!"

Ye Feicheng really wanted to jump up from the bed and give her a slap in the face.

Yet he refrained.

Because Mai Yaxi seemed to have finally started to notice something was wrong.

"what is this?"

She picked up the thermometer next to the bed.

"More than 40 degrees? Isn't this going to be burned into a fool? Who has a fever of more than 40 degrees."

The little prince was only a little over 39 degrees last night.

Did Ye Feicheng also have a fever?

Not so much!

Mai Yaxi reached out and touched Ye Feicheng's head curiously.

Seems... really hot.