Chapter 17 Huo Shao, the routine is deep!
Huo Muchen paused.
He glanced deeply and thought for a long time before suppressing his heartache and turning his head towards her.
"Put your hand up."
Song Ci put her hand in his palm. It was small and soft and took up no space at all.
Huo Muchen had mysophobia and she was slovenly. He should have thrown her away, but he didn't.
Huo Mu lowered his head and saw that her palm-sized face was covered with dots of red envelopes, and felt a slight tremor in his heart.
"It would be great if you could be as obedient as you are after you made a mistake every day."
He threw out a hard word.
At this time, Song Ci puffed up his cheeks and hummed softly.
At the same time, Huo Muchen felt Song Ci trying to pull her little hand away from his palm.
Huo Muchen's eyes flashed slightly, and he clasped his fingers calmly: "You lose your temper after saying just a few words, and you can't say it anymore?"
"No! How dare I be angry with you! Even if I am angry, I am still angry that that scumbag actually beat him up. Next time we meet, I will definitely beat him to the ground." Song Ci slammed his fist into the bathtub, splashing all over the bathtub.
His face also splashed on Huo Muchen's clothes.
"So you are showing your sincerity to me?" Huo Muchen pressed her shoulders and looked at her vague spring light under the water: "If you keep doing this, don't blame me. I will get you on the bed right now.
, fucking cry!”
Song Ci: "..."
She made a face.
Who are you afraid of?
Human breasts are fierce, they are just like paper tigers, they will break when you poke them.
Huo Muchen lightly curled his lips, took the person out of the hot water, and put on conservative pajamas.
Boom, boom, boom!
The family doctor just knocked on the door and came in. He checked the abrasions on Song Ci's arms and several bruises on his legs: "Madam, the wounds are a little infected due to the rain, and they need medicine."
Song Ci obediently spread her arms in front of him and looked at him with an "I'm fine" look.
The doctor put down the medicine box he carried with him and pressed the cotton wool dipped in alcohol on Song Ci's wound without warning.
She couldn't hold it back and gasped, her calm face suddenly turned as pale as paper, her pajamas were pinched into wrinkles, and she shrank back into Huo Muchen's arms.
"lighter!"
Huo Muchen patted Song Ci's back with one hand, raised his eyes and scolded her coldly.
"Yes Yes Yes."
A few drops of cold sweat broke out on the family doctor's forehead.
The next movement was almost as light as a feather, for fear of being delayed by Huo Muchen's eyes.
After taking the medicine, the doctor gave Song Ci some medicine to prevent colds and fevers, and warned: "Madam, it's best not to touch cold water in the past few days, and to eat lightly. The sprain on the ankle is quite serious, and it will take a month."
Rest in bed, don’t walk for too long, and you need to do some moderate activities occasionally.”
"My wife is weak, and because she was caught in the rain today, she may catch a cold and have a fever in the middle of the night. But it's best not to take medicine now. The medicine is 30% poisonous. You can drink a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the cold. The best thing is that you can get through it," the doctor said calmly.
Open your mouth.
Song Ci looked in a daze, his ears were buzzing, he didn't hear what the doctor was saying at all, and the doctor was a little speechless.
However, Huo Muchen listened carefully and every word was imprinted in his mind.
This contrast made the doctor's lips twitch twice.
"Housekeeper, go get a pen and paper and ask the family doctor to write down the precautions just mentioned, and also arrange a guest room for the family doctor to stay in." Huo Mu ordered in a deep voice.
He hugged Song Ci, and Song Ci leaned against his chest, her body soft.
Seeing her gloomy look, Huo Muchen took the hot ginger soup brought by Lin Ma, blew it gently, and brought it to her lips: "Drink it."
The pungent smell of ginger penetrated her nostrils, so unpleasant that Song Ci had a look of rejection on her face.
She leaned back hard, no matter how many people were present, and grabbed the corners of Huo Muchen's clothes under the quilt, trying to arouse Huo Muchen's sympathy.
"Huo Muchen, the ginger soup is hot and spicy, can I not drink it?" Seeing Huo Muchen's eyes half-narrowed, Song Ci shrank his neck, loosened his hold on Huo Muchen's clothes, and used his fingers to
He gestured: "Then can I just drink a little, just a little? I'm in good health. You can see that I'm fine even if I crash. I won't have a fever even if I get caught in the rain."
The housekeeper and the doctor both stared at each other speechless. Is this how bargaining is still possible?
"Mrs. Huo, you are negotiating terms with the businessman, should you give me some reward?" Huo Muchen touched the corner of her mouth, fearing that Song Ci would bite him, "Be good, don't bite."
Song Ci felt that he had been tricked again.
Huo Muchen, is it okay for you to trick your wife like this?
"Then what reward do you want?" Song Ci spread her hands and felt that she seemed to have nothing. Except for the five million she got back this morning, she spent hundreds of thousands to buy shoes for Huo Muchen, and there was nothing left.
All gone.
By the way, she also has the betrothal gift given by the Huo family and the generous dowry left to her by her mother, all of which are in the hands of the Song family!
She must get it back!
"your heart."
Huo Muchen was in a good mood and couldn't help teasing Song Ci.
"My heart?" Song Ci's cheeks were rosy and she was so beautiful that snot bubbles could spurt out from her nose. "But my heart has been given to you a long time ago. It has been with you in this life and the last life."
When Song Ci was on the verge of death, he only saw Huo Muchen and completely understood his own heart!
When a person is in the most danger, the person he thinks of is the most important person in his life, so Huo Muchen is the most important!
Huo Muchen remained expressionless, but the hand holding the soup bowl shook, almost burning Song Ci, revealing his inner unrest.
He frowned, saw her sniffing her red nose, and said with a cold face: "Since you have given your heart to me, there is no discussion on this matter, just take the medicine."
Song Ci: "..."
"Don't you love me?"
Where is this going?
Song Ci was stared at by his sharp eyes, unable to escape. He took the bowl obediently, pinched his nose, raised his head and poured it into his throat.
"Cough cough cough..."
Song Ci coughed until his face turned red.
She almost thought she was going to cough her lungs out!
Huo Muchen patted her back gently to make her throat more comfortable, and looked at her distressedly.
When Song Ci stopped crying and coughed, she buried her head in his arms and said angrily: "It's so painful."
Suddenly, her chin was lifted by cold fingertips, her lips were pressed against thin cold lips, and her tongue traced her outline.
Song Ci's heart was beating extremely hard, his eyes were blinking in confusion, and his breathing was becoming more and more entangled.
It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later, when Song Ci almost felt that she would become a woman who suffocated due to kissing, that Huo Muchen let go of her.
She looked back at the room and found that no one was there. She patted her chest. Fortunately, she didn't lose the shame!
"Is it sweet now?"
"Ah?" Song Ci was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses in annoyance, raised his fist and hit his shoulder, like a cat tickling, "It's not sweet, it's sour, extremely sour."
Big vinegar tank!
She was a jealous person in her previous life. As soon as she came into contact with Lu Huaike, he would drag her to the bed and teach her a lesson!
As for how to teach me a lesson, it’s probably about taking a negative physical distance!
"As long as you're sweet." Huo Muchen patted her little face, straightened up and walked out, "Be good, I'll get you some candied dates."
Song Ci's eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded like a fool.
He immediately reacted and came back to his senses.
Damn, I was teased again.
When did Huo Muchen become so flirtatious?
Chapter completed!