Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Lan Xiao stood up immediately, pulled her slippers, moved a few steps toward the window sill, and smiled as she moved.

"No...no, I'm in good health now, I don't need to hang water."

Wen Muchu didn't say a word, looking at her with a pair of gloomy eyes.

Lan Xiao was hairy when he looked at him, and he muttered in his heart: Why did he wake up at night? Wen Muchu felt a little weird.

She also couldn't tell what was strange, just a few traces of coldness through her whole body, and a few traces of her unpredictable deepness and hostility.

Such Wen Mu Chu made her a little scared.

"Come here..." Wen Muchu sat on the side of the bed, patted the place beside her, and faintly called her over.

Lan Xiao pursed his lips, swallowed quietly, and glanced at him with some scruples.

"You...you can't beat me?"

"Heh..." Wen Muchu sneered, his eyes dripping with helplessness.

The cold breath on his body slowly dissipated for a few minutes.

"Come here..." He suppressed the smile from the corner of his mouth and called her again.

Lan Xiao vaguely said: "I...I can do it in the past, you...you can't be aggressive with me, you can't beat me..."

Wen Muchu gritted his teeth and looked at Lan Xiao with disgust.

"Why are you so stupid? What kind of paste is in this head?"

He grinds his teeth and glances at the bloodshot on the back of her hand, a trace of distress flashes across his eyes.

He was too distressed, how could he hit her?

Lan Xiao scratched the back of her head. The feeling he gave her was the illusion that she could do it at any time.

Hesitating, tentatively walked a few steps toward him.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and he grabbed her wrist and pulled it into his arms.

"..." Lan Xiao exclaimed in surprise.

For a moment, she really felt that he would beat her.

However, he pulled her in his arms, and his slender fingers gently covered the back of her hand.

Carefully stroked the needle eye wound that was bloodshot but somewhat red and swollen by her.

"Does it hurt?" he asked in a dull voice.

Lan Xiao somehow, this heart became soft.

She shook her head gently, her nose was slightly sour, she buried her face in his arms and gently rubbed his chest.

What kind of pain is this?

Compared with him, she felt a little pain, it was like a mosquito bite.

"I was terrified at the time. I was really afraid that your legs would be useless. Why do you say you are so stupid? You can listen to what Shao Zong said?" Lan Xiao choked with complaint.

Wen Muchu rubbed the hair on her head and replied in a low voice.

"Compared to you, a leg is nothing."

Lan Xiao's tears hidden in his eye sockets, at this moment, unable to control it anymore, drop by drop fell to his eyes.

She buried him in his arms and wept in a low voice: "I...I'm really afraid..."

I'm afraid that his leg is useless, or that he will die.

In the previous life, he died because of her. In this life, he almost died for her.

Lan Xiao felt that his sins were serious, as if what he owed him would never be repaid.

"Don't be afraid, it's all over." He rubbed her hair softly and hugged her tighter.

The two hugged tightly for a while, and Wen Muchu let her cry in his arms.

He also didn't persuade, letting her vent the panic and negative emotions accumulated in her heart.

If you change to any girl, you will be scared after experiencing this.

He was a little worried that she would have a psychological shadow.

Boom, the door was knocked.