My Wife Has an Embroidery Needle

"Okay." After Yan Shou finished, he clapped his hands. Thinking of his father's precious rabbits in the front yard, he hurried outside to poke the flowers and find out the fat rabbits who were hiding.

Because there were too many of them, when they were thrown back into the cage one by one, Yan Shou was so tired that he put his hands on the cage, gasped and pointed to the big white and fat rabbits in the cage and warned, "You...you don't... Let’s reproduce again, if you have nothing to do, go to bed early, otherwise everyone will be caught and cooked as a side dish!"

After finishing everything, the sky was completely dark, Yan Shou stood under the fence, looking at the stars under the sky, with the sounds of frogs and insects in his ears, and the evening wind blowing on his face, he felt comfortable Narrowing his eyes, he habitually said to himself, "I don't know where Dad and Dad are now, and when will they come back? It's really enviable to have someone accompany you to visit the beautiful scenery in these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. "

After a tiring day, he stretched his waist, swung his arms to loosen his muscles and bones, turned around and looked at the window of his room, and said unconsciously, "I don't know his name, but he seems to be as old as me." , I don't know if we are married..."

As he was talking, he was taken aback suddenly, and realized that something was wrong with him today, so he patted his forehead, "Damn, stop, what's wrong with me, what are you thinking?"

But feeling the coolness of the night, remembering that the person was cold all over, and he was not covered with a quilt. If he caught a cold and developed a fever, it would be troublesome, so he quickly returned to the room in three steps.

Before the oil lamp could be lit, dozens of fireflies flew into the room. They landed on the man, and the faint green light flickered like starlight. It was so beautiful that no words in the world could describe it. indescribable.

At this moment, Yan Shou swallowed his saliva, only to feel his heart beating faster, this uncontrollable emotion made him choose to run away in a panic.

He ran into the kitchen, lit the oil lamp, sat down on a stool and pressed his hands on his chest, as if his heart was about to jump out at any moment, with a nervous and flustered expression, "It's over, it's over, I must be sick, or Kind of sick."

At this moment, the chicken soup in the crock just boiled, white smoke billowed upwards, and the air was filled with an aroma that made people move their index fingers.

After the mood gradually calmed down, because he was still worried, he picked up the oil lamp and returned to the room with a bowl of chicken soup.

As soon as he entered the door, he vaguely saw that something was wrong with the person on the bed, so he immediately put the things on the table and took a look. His originally pale face was now bright red, and dense beads of sweat were secreting from his forehead.

It seemed that he was suffering from great pain in a coma, and his brows were furrowed. He clenched his hands into fists. Perhaps he used a lot of force, causing the wound on his shoulder to bleed out and stain the bandages.

Yan Shou reached out to touch his forehead, it was really hot, but before he could take his hand away, the man grabbed his hand like lightning.

"Huh?" Faced with such a terrifying speed, it was too late for Yan Shou to dodge.

Moreover, although this man is thin, he has incredible strength. As long as Yan Shou struggled a little, he would be dragged to death, which made him cry in pain, "Hey, hey, I'm your savior." , you don't want to take revenge..."

But gradually, Yan Shou's voice became smaller and smaller. It turned out that the distance between the two of them was very close, and the other's beautiful face was right in front of them. They just stared at him blankly as if they had forgotten the pain.