I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

Although Yangyang has a superior IQ, he still doesn't understand emotions. According to his own analysis, Yu Qingqing is still very sad.

After seeing off Qin Zhitong and Bei Minglin returning to the glass house, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

The house was quiet.

Bei Minglin glanced in the direction of Yu Qingqing's room, and then returned to his own room.

"drop."

Bei Minglin had just come out of the shower when there was a sudden sound from the direction of the door. It was the sound of the door device. Someone was outside his door.

His deep eyes narrowed.

No one ever dared to touch his door.

who is it?

Mother Chen, it’s impossible.

A three-character name flashed through Bei Minglin's mind, and the figure of her making juice back and forth during the day also appeared in his mind.

His eyes moved slightly, he raised his hand and swiped it in the air, and a virtual screen immediately appeared in front of him. The picture on the screen was the door of his room.

At this time, there was indeed a person standing outside his door, but that person was not Yu Qingqing, but Yang Yang.

Looking at Yangyang, Bei Minglin's deep eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

Yangyang's appearance was more unexpected than Yu Qingqing's appearance.

That kid's temperament is very similar to him. He has always had opinions about him. How could he come to him proactively?

"dad."

Just as Bei Minglin opened the door, Yangyang outside the door immediately called him daddy, and the voice was low and sounded a little pitiful.

Yangyang took the initiative to call him dad, which surprised Bei Minglin. His voice was pitiful, something was wrong.

"What?" Bei Minglin's voice was rarely soft.

Is there anything going on with Yu Qingqing?The only one who can make this kid submissive is Yu Qingqing.

"Qingqing's face is red. I don't know if she has a fever. Please go check it out for me."

Yangyang has already used the word "help", and it would be meaningless for Bei Minglin to shirk.

I don’t know if the system is broken. When Yu Qingqing took a shower, the water was icy and hot. In the past few days, my aunt happened to be here, and her resistance was weaker than usual. When she came out of the shower, she felt a little heavy. , told Yangyang that she would go to bed first, and went to bed first.

She wasn't feeling well and had slept lightly. She woke up when Yangyang opened the door and came in.

"Yangyang."

Yu Qingqing opened her eyelids a little, and when she saw it was Yangyang, she turned over to face Yangyang, called Yangyang softly, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep.

Bei Minglin, who followed Yangyang in, instinctively looked at Yu Qingqing on the bed.

She was wearing a set of pure cotton pajamas, with short sleeves on the upper body and shorts on the lower body.

Such pajamas are very ordinary, but they look very natural. But she is lying sideways, and her already slender waist looks even more exquisite, and her flat belly looks like she has never given birth to a child.

A pair of long white legs, stacked together casually.

Ordinary pajamas, but because of her exquisite figure and casual sleeping posture, she looked sexy and charming.

An inexplicable heat climbed up from the bottom of Bei Minglin's heart, and he immediately raised his gaze.

The little face that was flushed with heat immediately caught Bei Minglin's eyes.

Yu Qingqing's skin is very white, so even if her face is red due to fever, it is still white with red, just like the charming flowers in the morning, making people want to take a bite.

Yu Qingqing didn't really fall asleep on the bed. After Yangyang came in, she always felt a cold gaze staring at her.

Yu Qingqing opened her eyes.

Bei Minglin, who was still distracted because of Yu Qingqing, did not expect that she would suddenly open her eyes.

Four sets of gazes collided with each other unexpectedly.

When she first saw Bei Minglin, Yu Qingqing's heart skipped a beat in fright, and she hurriedly sat up.

"Bei Minglin, you..."

After all, Bei Minglin was a man from the Beiming family. Faced with the sudden stare, he didn't blush or feel upset. He covered it up perfectly, silently and silently.

"Qingqing." Yangyang's eyes slid back and forth between Qingqing and Bei Minlin. When Yu Qingqing spoke, he ran to Yu Qingqing's side.

He climbed onto the bed and sat next to Yu Qingqing, "Why is your face even redder than before? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Yu Qingqing waved her hands and said, "It's okay, I just..."

Halfway through her words, she broke off because her hand was caught by a big hand.

Yu Qingqing was still stunned when her forehead was covered by Bei Minglin's other big hand.

The palm of the broad palm is soft, cool, and very comfortable.

"I……"

Yu Qingqing twisted her body a little embarrassedly.

"Don't move!" Bei Minglin held down Yu Qingqing's body, "Let me touch it."

...let me touch it.

This word...

Yu Qingqing's face was pink just a moment ago, but now it was as red as if she was drunk.

"What are you thinking about?"

Bei Minglin's eyes were so deep that it felt like they could penetrate her flesh and reach straight to her heart.

"No, nothing!"

Yu Qingqing lowered her head in panic.

"You have a fever." Bei Minglin said.

"Well, a little bit, but it's not a big problem. Sleep..."

Before Yu Qingqing finished speaking, Bei Minglin in front of her left, and when she came back...

"Open your mouth!"

"Ah... um~"

As soon as Yu Qingqing opened her mouth, something was stuffed into her mouth. When she came back to her senses, she found that it was a mouth-type temperature needle.

This temperature needle is more accurate.

"37 degrees Celsius is considered a low fever. I don't need to take medicine yet. I just need to drink more water and cool down physically."

Yu Qingqing's intention was very obvious, to drive people away.

It was late at night, I was sleeping in my pajamas, my hair was a mess, I felt a little embarrassed.

"dad."

As soon as Yu Qingqing finished speaking, Yangyang immediately grabbed his hand. His big eyes had long lost the sharpness he usually had when facing Bei Minglin, and only looked pitiful. "How about you stay?"

"Yang Yang." Yu Qingqing scolded Yang Yang.

Yangyang seemed not to have heard anything and continued, "Qingqing doesn't know how to take care of herself. I'm still young. Can you stay and take care of Qingqing together?"

In the bright black eyes, there was a sad pity.

"Yangyang." Yu Qingqing looked at Bei Minlin and said sheepishly, "Don't listen to his nonsense, I didn't..."

"Lie down!"

Bei Minglin's commanding tone left no room for negotiation. After speaking, he turned around and walked into the bathroom. When he came out, he already had four wet towels on his hands.

Yu Qingqing had a puzzled look on her face. To cool down the material, usually just put one strip on the forehead. Why did Bei Minglin have four strips on his hand? Is it for convenience?Then why don't you get a basin to put it in?

Bei Minglin had already walked to Yu Qingqing's side. When he saw that Yu Qingqing had not yet laid down, he frowned slightly. Without consulting Yu Qingqing, he put his hand on her left shoulder and pressed her gently. on the bed.

"do not move."

Bei Minglin leaned over, first put a towel on her forehead, then gently held Yu Qingqing's head with one hand, put a wet towel on the back of her neck, wrapped it from the back to the front, and then put Yu Qing's head on it. Qing lowered his head.