That night, Chen Qiao had a dream.

She dreamed that on that night more than a month later, the man forced her waist to plunder, a hot and unrestrained kiss, a hot breath, and a low gasp.

Chen Qiao turned over, lifted the quilt so hot that he opened his eyes.

It was already dawn, and the room was filled with sunshine and morning breath that shone in from the window.

Chen Qiao sat up and leaned against her, her mind was a little confused.

It has been so long, how could I still meet that man?

In the dream, the man is still strong.

But the sound is not clear.

Chen Qiao wiped the sweat from her forehead, and her throat suddenly became itchy. She covered her mouth and coughed a few times before she suddenly remembered something and looked at the bed not far away.

Ye Moshen was still sleeping, and Chen Qiao was afraid of disturbing him, so she could only press down on her cough, but her throat was so uncomfortable that she could only get up quickly, get up barefoot and hide in the bathroom.

I stayed in the bathroom and coughed for a long time before I squeezed out toothpaste to brush my teeth.

Ye Moshen's sleep was very shallow, and he woke up the moment he turned over, but he didn't open his eyes.

A moment later, Ye Moshen heard a cough, but was quickly covered up. Then he heard her hurry up and go to the bathroom.

Immediately afterwards, a depressed cough came from the bathroom, as if he didn't want him to hear it.

But this room is so big. No matter how you suppress it, some coughing will still be heard. Moreover, the surrounding area is very quiet and there are no messy sounds, and these sounds can be clearly transmitted into Ye Moshen's ears.

So Ye Moshen remembered what Xiao Su said to him last night.

"Ms. Chen is pregnant now. Would it be inappropriate to sleep on the floor?"

Although it is not winter now, autumn is gradually coming, and only a layer of quilt is laid on the floor. Moreover, she is still a woman. It is indeed not good for her health after sleeping for a long time.

Ye Moshen opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and then closed it after a moment.

But his mind was full of the woman covering her mouth and placing herself in the bathroom to cough.

After a moment, Ye Moshen lifted the quilt irritably and glanced at the time on the bedside table. It was an hour before he could get up.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Chen Qiao came out and found that Ye Moshen had actually gotten up. She was immediately embarrassed: "I'm sorry, did I disturb you?"

After hearing the words, Ye Moshen frowned.

This woman is a little self-aware and knows that she has disturbed him.

Chen Qiao did not have the habit of sleeping in small clothes at night, but she would rush into the bathroom every morning to put it in. However, because of a cough, she didn't care about this matter.

Now that she saw Ye Moshen, Chen Qiao suddenly remembered this incident, so her movements became unnatural.

"You're not careful when you know you've disturbed me?"

Faced with Ye Moshen's accusations, Chen Qiao had nothing to argue. It was indeed her that she quarreled with him. She could only lower her head and pinch the corner of her clothes and whisper: "I'm sorry."

sorry?

Her weak and incompetent look made Ye Moshen even more unhappy.

Doesn’t she know how to fight back? The cough is not something she can control herself! Whatever he says is what?

“Sorry it’s useful?”

Chen Qiao lowered her head, not knowing what to say. Ye Moshen's cold gaze made her very unnatural. She wanted to go back to the bathroom.

Ye Moshen didn't know what was going on with him, and always felt that Chen Qiao was completely different from what he imagined.

He thought that in the face of bullying by those people, she could fight back well, but who knew that she could not even fight back, and she looked so aggrieved.

"I didn't want to wake you up." Finally, Chen Qiao looked up at Ye Moshen and said.

Ye Moshen's thin lips were pursed tightly into a straight line.

"come over."

In the past? Chen Qiao's face changed and he subconsciously shrank his shoulders.

She didn't wear a little dress??

Thinking of this, Chen Qiao bit her lower lip and stood there without moving.

Ye Moshen suppressed his anger and raised his eyebrows: "Back of the ears?"

Chen Qiao then walked towards him helplessly, but every step he took was as if he was stepping on the tip of a knife, which made Ye Moshen feel helpless.

When he walked to Ye Moshen, Chen Qiao's body couldn't stand up and he almost squatted down.

Ye Moshen narrowed his eyes and tried to pull her. Chen Qiao exclaimed in fear and squatted down.

Ye Moshen's hands were stuck in the air, and the air was almost condensed.

After a moment, Ye Moshen frowned: "What are you doing?"

Chen Qiao squatted there without moving.

"Um?"

"My stomach hurts." Finally, Chen Qiao found a bad excuse, and she didn't plan to get up no matter what.

Ye Moshen frowned even deeper, "Half ache?"

So he thought of what Xiao Su said to him last night. Could it be that he had caught a cold if he had a stomachache?

Thinking of this possibility, Ye Moshen felt a little irritated.

Ye Moshen didn't say anything, and Chen Qiao kept squatting and not moving.

I don’t know how long it took, but the two of them still maintained their original posture.

Ye Moshen had legs fast, and without Xiao Su's help, he could only sit there. Chen Qiao didn't dare to get up, so the two of them could only stay in a stalemate.

Forgot how long she had squatted, her legs were a little numb, and she looked at Ye Moshen with her eyes.

But he didn't move, and she didn't dare to move.

"See what I do? Don't expect me to hold you up."

After he said this, Chen Qiao suddenly realized.

Yes, Ye Moshen has a leg stunning, so he can't get up at all, and his lips are moved. "What did you ask me to come here to do?"

Ye Moshen doesn't speak.

"Talk?"

"Don't you have a stomachache?"

Chen Qiao's face turned pale and nodded: "Well, but now it's much better. Is there anything you have to do?"

"Push me the wheelchair."

His eyes fell on the wheelchair not far away. Chen Qiao paused for a moment before he realized that he wanted to take a wheelchair, so he slowly stood up, "Wait for me."

Then he pushed him over to the wheelchair.

"Help me."

Ye Moshen looked up at her face: "Can it be possible?"

Looking at the distance between the wheel and the bed, Shen Qiao nodded stutteringly: "It should be OK?"

There was no way, Chen Qiao could only walk over to help him.

"I don't have the strength to my legs, so you half-squat down and lend me your shoulders."

"Okay." Chen Qiao did not resist at all when he said it, and bent down without saying a word.

Ye Moshen leaned his hand on her shoulder to leverage the force. Ye Moshen was above 185, and was extremely petite, less than 165, so when Ye Moshen used the force, her waist could hardly bend down and she couldn't straighten up.

Ye Moshen's forehead was covered in sweat and he withdrew his hand: "If you can't do it, forget it."

Hearing the words, Chen Qiao bit his lower lip, "It's okay, I can. I didn't stand firm just now, start over."

After saying that, Chen Qiao changed his position and patted his shoulder: "I can do it, you can borrow the power."

However, Ye Moshen suddenly stopped moving and kept staring at her.
Chapter completed!