Be Good Chapter 200: Kill my husband don’t touch me

While crying, Yudu poured water on Yuan Changhuan's body, "Why is the son not here at this time, women can't catch cold, let alone cold water..."

"Okay, you go out, you don't need to wait." Yuan Changhuan's face was calm and calm, making it hard to see what she was thinking.

Opening her mouth, Yuduan still tiptoed out.

In the large bathtub, Yuan Changhuan sat alone in it, making his body even smaller and weaker, his peach-like cheeks were pale at this moment, and even the cherry lips, which were always delicate and charming, were also pale at this moment. Glowing a light purple.

The pair of peach blossom eyes, calm and indifferent, cold and self-made.

But he rubbed his hands vigorously on the neck and arms that Chi Lang had touched.

The frustrated palms are rotten, the neck and arms are red, and they still don't give up.

Two hours later, Yuan Changhuan came out of the bathtub, his footsteps were steady, and he said in a faint voice, "Come here."

Yu Duan immediately pushed the door open and entered, "Little... Princess Concubine."

"Are you okay?"

Yuan Changhuan said quietly, "Fresh and change, it's time to go to bed."

Seeing that the lady's expression has recovered except for the cold air on her body, Yu Duan was relieved, "Yes."

Qing Wan said, "Concubine Shizi, why don't you call the doctor to take a look?"

"No problem." Yuan Changhuan waved his hand and refused.

The turbulent burning desire in his body has long since dissipated, and now it is so cold and comfortable.

The night is getting darker.

Yuan Changhuan lifted the quilt and let the maid wave the curtain, "Go to bed."

"Yes, Princess Concubine."

Close your eyes, in a drowsy state, the scenes that happened during the day penetrated your mind, pretending to be restrained and calm, almost defeated, the creepy palm tore her clothes, the black **** was close in front of you, A wave of nausea surged up.

But I can't vomit.

Stuck in the chest.

Accidentally touched the empty couch beside him with his fingers, and his hands were cold, Xie Ci did not return all night.

Grievance, fatigue, and fear washed through every nerve of her body, and the other hand rubbed her neck, and the touch was lingering.

Almost sleepless all night, until dawn, Fang fell into a deep sleep.

During her deep sleep, there was a wet and sticky itching on her neck, someone was kissing her!

My head is buzzing.

Yuan Changhuan sat up abruptly, slapped the visitor on the face, "Bold!"

Raising his hand to hold Yuan Changhuan's wrist, Xie Ci's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were slightly bloodshot, and his body was still in the robe he left yesterday, "Yuanyuan, you want to murder your husband."

Hearing Xie Ci's voice, Yuan Changhuan grabbed his skirt, as if wanting to get closer.

A familiar yet unfamiliar fragrance wafts from the nostrils.

Yuan Changhuan, who couldn't sit still, didn't know where the strength came from, and pushed Xie Ci's chest and pushed him out, his peach blossom eyes were full of disgust and disgust: "You... Get out!"

I was in a good mood seeing her sleeping soundly, but was angered by Yuan Changhuan's disgusted eyes and words. Xie Ci stood condescendingly by the side of the bed, his serious eyebrows and eyes were full of doubts, "Is it because my husband didn't come back last night? So angry?"

"I went out last night..."

Yuan Changhuan's panic and grievance all night came when he smelled the fragrance of Xie Ci's body. , "Thank you for making me sick, don't touch me."

The irritable voice was weak and tired, and there was water in the cold eyes.

Xie Ci was stimulated by her disgusted and indifferent eyes, he pinched her shoulders, his phoenix eyes approached, "Yuanyuan..."

The closer you get, the heavier the fragrance will be.

"Ouch..."

Yuan Changhuan gulped down the filth all night, vomited his thanks, and looked at him hazyly.