Jealous every day after marriage

Lu Qiao's heart became hot, and he stretched out his hand to hug Jiang Yiwei, and gently touched Jiang Yiwei's head with his right hand: "I'll get the medicine first, and then hug me to sleep after taking it, okay?"

Jiang Yiwei shook his head and just said, "I'll just hold you and sleep for one night."

It was the first time that Lu Qiao discovered that Jiang Yiwei was so willful.

He was very patient, rubbed Jiang Yiwei's face, and coaxed him to ask, "Why is baby Jiang so misbehaved? Be obedient, okay?"

Jiang Yiwei buried his head on Lu Qiao's chest, really looking like a big dog, his warm breath sprinkled on Lu Qiao's collarbone: "I don't want you to leave me, not even for a few seconds."

Lu Qiao's chin itched from being tied by Jiang Yiwei's hair.

He kissed Jiang Yiwei's forehead, and his tone became stronger: "I'll be right back after taking the medicine. If you don't let go of me, I'm really angry! Why don't you let me take the medicine? If I tell you to take the medicine, you won't listen mine?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yiwei smiled.

Unclamping his arm, he obediently asked Lu Qiao to get out of bed to look for medicine.

Lu Qiao quickly took the medicine, poured another glass of water and put it on the bedside, and then gently lifted Jiang Yiwei.

Jiang Yiwei leaned half against Lu Qiao and enjoyed being taken care of by Lu Qiao.

Hearing Lu Qiao whisper in his ear, he opened his mouth, his lips parted slightly, and he took the pill into his mouth.

There was an instant bitterness in his throat, Jiang Yiwei frowned slightly, and coughed lightly.

Lu Qiao quickly fed water to Jiang Yiwei, and said over and over again: "It's not bitter, it's not bitter, just drink the water and you'll be fine."

After taking the medicine and lying back on the bed, Lu Qiao quietly looked at Jiang Yiwei in a daze.

Helping Jiang Yiwei wipe off the sweat from his forehead, he sighed angrily: "Why did you get sick when you were so good, did I make you tired?"

Jiang Yiwei squeezed Lu Qiao's waist, as if to say: No.

Lu Qiao felt that Jiang Yiwei was weak now, and he had nothing to do with him. He dared to say anything, and even asked Jiang Yiwei ambiguously: "Is Xiao Jiang dying? I squeezed him dry?"

Jiang Yiwei opened his closed eyes again.

He wrapped around Lu Qiao's waist with one hand, and directly hugged Lu Qiao to his body.Although the voice was tired, it was still steady: "Xiaolu, I don't mind letting you feel if I'm alright."

Lu Qiao was discouraged, and hugged Jiang Yiwei and said in a good voice: "You can do what you want, and you will feel it after you recover from your illness. Be obedient and go to sleep now."

Jiang Yiwei was really uncomfortable, and started to feel sleepy again after taking the medicine.Not long after sticking to the pillow, I fell asleep.

Lu Qiao stayed up all this time, touching Jiang Yiwei's face in a daze.

When Jiang Yiwei was leaning against him just now, Lu Qiao felt that his shoulders were very heavy.

When I was sick before, I relied on Jiang Yiwei like this.Those broad shoulders made him forget that Jiang Yiwei is a human being or not a god, who will get sick and fall down from exhaustion.

In addition to distressed in my heart, it is distressed.

In his memory, Jiang Yiwei was ill once.

That day Lu Qiao recovered from a serious illness.

After breaking up with his online dating partner, seeing Jiang Yiwei and Tong Chen hugging with his own eyes, and after he fainted in the rain and was hospitalized, he came to Jiang Yiwei's school again.

He wrote everything he wanted to say to Jiang Yiwei in a letter.To be precise, it was not a letter, but a love letter.

A love letter that Jiang Yiwei will never see.

Lu Qiao still remembered the scorching sun that day, his palms were sweating, and he stood dumbfounded downstairs in Jiang Yiwei's bedroom.

Focus on the suggestion box downstairs in the dormitory.He hesitated for a moment, and stuffed the love letter inside.

In fact, he didn't know why he wrote a love letter to Jiang Yiwei. After finishing writing, he began to regret it and kept thinking about tearing it up.But in the end, I was still reluctant to tear it up. Anyway, it would be good to put it in the suggestion box that has not seen the light of day.

He lowered his head and glanced through the gap. There was nothing else in the suggestion box except this love letter from himself.

There was a vague expectation in his heart, looking forward to seeing Jiang Yiwei one day, but he was afraid that he would see it.

While in a trance, a group of conversations came from a distance, it was Jiang Yiwei and his classmates.

Lu Qiao immediately hid behind the pillar and listened secretly.

"Are you okay? Why are you suddenly sick?"

Jiang Yiwei shook his head: "It's okay."

Lu Qiao was worried in his heart, and quietly poked his head to take a look.

Jiang Yiwei's complexion was not good, his eyes were drooping and his brows were frowning, and he looked in a bad mood.

It must be very sick...

Just like now, the whole person's sanity is not clear.Later they went into the dormitory, but Lu Qiao never forgot how Jiang Yiwei was sick.

Squeezing to Jiang Yiwei's side, Lu Qiao hugged Jiang Yiwei's shoulders: "Get well soon, don't worry me..."

"Every time I get sick, I am very good. I have a fever that night, and the fever will subside the next day. Are you also like this? When you wake up tomorrow morning, you will still be the healthy Jiang Yiwei."

Lu Qiao closed her eyes and slept with Jiang Yiwei in her arms.

The dream was full of the suggestion box and the sick Jiang Yiwei.

Or, it was the self who stuffed a love letter into the suggestion box after nothing happened.He sent one letter every other month for two years, with a total of 24 letters.

The 24 love letters, all of them are about Jiang Yiwei, all about his love and fascination for Jiang Yiwei.

He felt that he was stupid, that he was acting like a fool, but he would secretly be happy in his heart.

At least this is an emotional expression!What he can say, what he cannot say, what he dares to say, and what he dare not say are all written on it.

At that time, the suggestion box was his treasure box, where all his love was stored.

"Xiaolu..." Lu Qiao couldn't sleep well, and heard Jiang Yiwei calling himself.

Jiang Yiwei's voice was a little haggard, and his eyes after waking up from sleep were not as firm as usual, but extremely soft, looking very bullying.

Lu Qiao touched Jiang Yiwei's forehead and found that the fever had subsided, so he hurriedly asked, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Jiang Yiwei shook his head, grabbed Lu Qiao's hand, and said, "You've lost weight, and your hair has grown."

This is what he wanted to say when he saw Lu Qiao today.

Lu Qiao listened silently, and held Jiang Yiwei in his arms: "I have only lost two catties, and my hair has indeed grown faster."

Although Jiang Yiwei's fever subsided, his head was still dizzy.Burying his head on Lu Qiao's collarbone, he put his arms around Lu Qiao's waist: "If you lose two catties, you are still thin."

After the words fell, he added: "Make up after the show."

Lu Qiao had long thought Jiang Yiwei was cute, but the sick Jiang Yiwei was even cuter.He really spoke like a child, even if he spoke in an orderly tone, it wouldn't be lethal.

"Okay, I'll make it up after the show." Lu Qiao was very patient. After speaking, he looked down at Jiang Yiwei and asked with a smile, "Is this answer satisfactory? Kid Yiwei?"

"Satisfied." After Jiang Yiwei responded, his voice fell silent.

Lu Qiao thought that Jiang Yiwei was falling asleep again, and just wanted to close his eyes and sleep with him, when Jiang Yiwei's voice sounded again: "It feels good to be around you."

Jiang Yiwei couldn't help but increase his strength in hugging Lu Qiao, rubbing his head against Lu Qiao's body: "You're not here, I'm absent..."

"I'll be distracted when I'm dealing with documents, and I'll just be in a daze when I get home. It's just me and Lu Yi's room is always empty, and Lu Yi misses you very much..."

"I can't sleep at night, and it doesn't seem to sleep much. I really miss you... no less than you."

Lu Qiao was overwhelmed by Jiang Yiwei's words, and his heart softened. He asked, "If you were not sick, would you keep these words in your heart and wouldn't tell me?"

Jiang Yiwei said vaguely: "It's too hypocritical."

"I'm your reliance, I can't let you know that I'm so vulnerable..."

Because of you, I am vulnerable.

Like the time the college student got sick.

After ending the online relationship with Lu Qiao, and knowing that Lu Qiao hadn't gone to school for a long time, he couldn't find Lu Qiao, and went crazy with anxiety.

At that time, he often sat on the balcony of the bedroom in a daze, sometimes for a few hours, sometimes for a whole night.

Smoke, that's when I learned it.

He always felt that Luqiao was very similar to smoke, and he couldn't feel it or touch it.Now, I can't even see it.

Sitting on the balcony in a daze for a week, he finally developed a high fever and was sent to the hospital overnight.

He was in good health and left the hospital the next morning.The roommate who stayed with him for the whole night kept asking him: "Who is Lu Qiao? Why is this name so familiar to me?"

Seeing that he was silent, the roommate continued to ask: "You have been called by this name all night, do you like this girl?"

Then he moved his lips and said, "It's a boy."

For some reason, he was extremely emotional, and even pointed to his chest and said, "It's love at first sight, I like it so much. Do you know the feeling of him torturing you every night in your dreams the first time you see him?"

Of course the roommate didn't understand and shook his head.

Yes, no one can understand.

This feeling can only be understood by those who are deeply in love.

Jiang Yiwei's heart ached suddenly, and he locked Lu Qiao in his arms as if he had exhausted all his strength, saying over and over again: "You don't understand...Xiao Lu, you don't understand..."

I don't know how many days and nights I have suffered for my beloved you, and I have been sad for years after years.

"Well, I don't understand." Lu Qiao replied, his voice was very soft.Rubbing Jiang Yiwei's earlobe with his fingers, he coaxed Yi Wei's classmate, "Go to sleep, get some sleep, and you will recover from your illness tomorrow."

Jiang Yiwei listened to Lu Qiao very much, and it was the same this time.After Lu Qiao finished speaking, he fell asleep peacefully.

Taking care of Jiang Yiwei half the night, Lu Qiao didn't sleep for a long time, and woke up early in the morning groggy, and couldn't cheer up.

On the contrary, Jiang Yiwei was refreshed, not at all like a patient who had a high fever.

Looking at the medicine bottle on the bedside table, Jiang Yiwei thought that the sick person was Lu Qiao, and sat by the bed and asked, "Why didn't you tell me when you had a fever last night?"

Lu Qiao shrank his head under the quilt and said in a muffled voice, "You have a fever, don't you remember?"

Jiang Yiwei didn't remember, but he only remembered that his body was very heavy last night, like dragging a heavy iron stone.

Lu Qiao moved, and rested his head on Jiang Yiwei's lap: "Then you have to think about it, your rare illness gave me a chance to take care of you for half the night, how can I not remember it."

Jiang Yiwei wanted to say that he would try his best to remember, but he heard Lu Qiao's stomach growl.He hooked his lips and smiled, and got up: "Go and have breakfast."

Lu Qiao looked at the time, and immediately jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom: "I'm going to wash up, can you go to the hotel restaurant to get me two pancakes first? If you don't go there for a while, there will be no more."

Jiang Yiwei said yes, and set off for the door.

When I entered the elevator, I ran into Wen Yu, and he said respectfully, "Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Yiwei didn't speak, didn't look at him, he just thought he was a transparent person.

Wen Yu pursed his lips in embarrassment, and summoned up his courage to ask Jiang Yiwei: "Boss Jiang... can I still go back to Ace Entertainment?"

Jiang Yiwei pretended to be ignorant, looked down at Wen Yue, opened his thin lips slightly, and said three words: "Who are you?"

"..." Wen Yu was pissed off enough, seeing the elevator approaching the first floor, he said quickly, "Liang Huan forced me to leave, I really don't want to leave Ace Entertainment."

"Mr. Jiang, if you can bring me back, I will definitely not let you down. What Lu Qiao can do...I can..."

Whether it's on the catwalk or in bed with a man.

Jiang Yiwei's expression suddenly darkened, bottomless.

He stepped closer to Wen Yu, and when Wen Yu retreated to the corner of the elevator, his voice was as cold as an ice cone, and he said word by word: "Are you also worthy of being compared with Xiao Lu?"

"I..." Wen Yu stammered, and said bravely, "I'm no worse than him..."

Jiang Yiwei seemed to be laughing at Wen Yu's self-confidence, his eyes were full of contempt: "Single personality, you can't compare to him."

Tapping the mirror in the elevator with his fingertips, he asked Wen Yu to look at himself in the mirror.

Wen Yu was at a loss, turned around to look in the mirror, and then heard Jiang Yiwei say a word: "Ugly."

Arriving at the first floor, Jiang Yiwei walked out of the elevator without looking back.

She helped Lu Qiao grab two pancakes, and waited for Lu Qiao for 10 minutes to see him rushing to her.

"I'm starving to death." Lu Qiao said while sitting opposite Jiang Yiwei, "It's still good, I couldn't eat pancakes without you before. Every time I go to the restaurant, there is not even a scrap of pancake left."

Jiang Yiwei liked to watch Lu Qiao eat, so he handed the coffee to Lu Qiao: "Eat slowly."

Lu Qiao took a sip of his coffee and noticed that Wen Yu at the table next to him was staring at him resentfully.

Putting down his cup, he couldn't help but ask Wen Yu, "What do you mean by looking at me like that? Do you want to hit me?"

Wen Yu's gaze didn't change, and he replied angrily, "How dare I?"

Lu Qiao: "Then what do you mean?"

"I..." Before Wen Yu finished speaking, Jiang Yiwei's eyes trembled in fright.

Jiang Yiwei looked at Wen Yu coldly, seeing that Wen Yu's mouth was tight and he didn't dare to say another word, so he turned his gaze back to Lu Qiao.

Then, in a volume that the three of them could hear clearly: "Xiaolu, don't talk to idiots."