After I was reborn, I married my ex’s sickly uncle.

For such an uncontrollable reaction, he attributed it all to the fact that puberty was too late.

The next second, Bao Jingchuan quickly closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep quickly.

After a long time, he finally felt a little sleepy.

Suddenly, a long, slender leg appeared on his legs, and at the same time, a soft arm stretched out.

The little sleepiness I had just had disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Bao Jingchuan looked at Qiao Luo's sleeping face in disbelief, and his body tensed up.

The scent so close at hand made his heartbeat speed up involuntarily.

The next second, he heard Qiao Luo's mumbling.

"Well, Rhubarb, you are so warm!"

Immediately afterwards, Bao Jingchuan felt the feeling of being smoothed.

Thinking that Dahuang was Qiao Luo's pet dog that Qiao Wenzhu mentioned, Bao Jingchuan's mouth twitched in depression.

What's even worse is that her hands are particularly dishonest.

Bao Jingchuan quickly grasped the dishonest hand, his breathing became heavier, his mouth was dry and he moved his throat, a menacing heat was setting fire to him wantonly.

He is a normal man.

He is a man who keeps his word!

Without her approval, no matter how uncomfortable he felt, he would not touch her.

The next second, Bao Jingchuan decisively dropped Qiao Luo's hand and turned her to the other side of the bed twice.

Then, he went back to his bed and lay down.

As a result, just as he was getting ready to fall asleep, Qiao Luo rolled over restlessly.

The sleepiness... flew away again.

Bao Jingchuan helplessly held his forehead and truly believed her words about "not being very honest when sleeping".

He looked down at her like a hundred-clawed fish.

Bao Jingchuan took a deep breath resigned to his fate. There was nothing he could do about it. The wife he had signed up to renew his life could only endure it no matter how bad she slept.

After enduring it for a while, when he couldn't bear it anymore, Bao Jingchuan turned her to one side again.

This time the turning went very smoothly, so much so that she even took the initiative to turn it over.

Bao Jingchuan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but was surprised to find that Qiao Luo was still rolling.

"Qiao Luo!" Bao Jingchuan called her, but she didn't respond.

In a flash, he hurriedly lifted the quilt and hugged her firmly the second before she fell off the bed.

Bao Jingchuan breathed a sigh of relief. For the first time, he had a personal experience of how difficult a creature like his wife is.

At this moment, he suddenly felt regretful.

If she was so dishonest about sleeping every day, he was really afraid that he would be burned to death sooner or later!

Early the next morning, Qiao Luo opened her eyes refreshed, and was surprised to find that the quilt under her body was a little too hot and smooth.

Looking down, she was stunned on the spot.

Gosh?

What on earth did she do?

It’s not just sleeping that has crossed the line!

He even used Bao Jingchuan as a quilt! ! !

God, he is still a real patient!

The next second, Qiao Luo quickly came to his senses and rolled to the side, her heart beating wildly to check for his breathing.

As a result, as soon as my hand reached under his nose, I saw his long and curled eyelashes trembling.

Their eyes met, embarrassment and confusion fighting in their eyes.

"Ahem...morning!" Qiao Luo waved her hands guiltily and forced out a naive smile.

"Morning!" Bao Jingchuan moved his numb arms and pretended to be in pain and exhaled.

Qiao Luo was shocked and asked in fear: "Jingchuan, are you feeling uncomfortable in any way? I...I'll call you a doctor right now!"

While talking, Qiao Luo picked up the phone on the bedside and dialed quickly.

Bao Jingchuan originally just wanted to tease her, but he didn't expect to scare her.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!" Bao Jingchuan endured the numbness and patted his shoulder.

Qiao Luo looked at his bare arms and was frightened to cry.

"Yes...I'm sorry! It's all my fault! I must have been too dishonest in my sleep and I lost these threads! If...if..."

Qiao Luo cried so hard that she couldn't say the following words at all.

Bao Jingchuan took a deep breath with regret, hugged her hard, and comforted her softly.

"Why are you crying! I'm not doing well! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

"Uh huh... It's all my fault!" Qiao Luo cried so hard that she was out of breath. All she could think about was that after Bao Jingchuan died, she would not be able to reach the peak of her life. If she were stupid enough, she would be stolen away by a thief. With bad luck, you will end up living a miserable life.

"Hey, stop crying! I'm really fine!"

Suddenly, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.

There was Mr. Bo with a worried face, a doctor with a sad face, Fang Youheng with a nervous face, and Uncle Liang and the servant who were panting.

Everyone arrived inside the house and looked at the two people hugging each other on the bed with dumbfounded eyes.

Bao Jingchuan's chest was bare, while Qiao Luo's shoulders were exposed.

This... what's the situation?

Bao Jingchuan turned around and gave them a "get out quickly" look.

Mr. Bo seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly his brows lit up with joy, and he greeted everyone to go out quietly.

Everyone else stepped back with a look, but Fang Youheng remained motionless as if there were roots under his feet.

Mr. Bo frowned, grabbed Fang Youheng's ear, and dragged him out.

"Hiss..." The pain in his ears brought Fang Youheng back to his senses.

Fang Youheng's cry of pain made Qiao Luo stop crying.

She glanced at the door with red eyes, and happened to see Mr. Bo grabbing Fang Youheng and leaving. She was so nervous that she didn't know how to react.

Damn it, she just... seemed to be crying while hugging Bao Jingchuan. She must be misunderstood by Mr. Bo and the others again!

Bao Jingchuan wiped her tears gently and whispered, "Look at you, you're crying so early in the morning, what if your eyes are swollen!"

"..." Qiao Luo was so embarrassed that she couldn't help but look at him, "Jingchuan, your body..."

"I'm really fine. I even feel a little lively." Bao Jingchuan clenched his fists and showed her the sexy lines of the muscles on his arms as if to prove it.

"Really?" Qiao Luo was still a little worried. She was really afraid that he was having a flashback before his death.

"It's really okay!"

The next second, Bao Jingchuan lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stretched out his long arms, and naturally held Qiao Luo in his arms.

"Ah!" The sudden feeling of weightlessness scared Qiao Luo's face.

"You...let me go! I believe you are fine!"

Bao Jingchuan raised his eyebrows playfully and said with a smile, "I feel full of strength now. I just want to hold you and walk around for a couple of times!"

"You..." Qiao Luo was at a loss for words and didn't know what to say.

Bao Jingchuan looked at her tenderly, "Don't be afraid, after walking these two laps, I will let you down..."

Outside the window, Mr. Bo and Uncle Liang happily covered their mouths and snickered.

Uncle Liang whispered: "Great! Master, the young master looks great now!"

Mr. Bo nodded ecstatically, "Lucky star! Luo Yatou is our family's lucky star!"

"Yes, yes! The young lady is the lucky star of our Bo family!"