Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Chapter 450 Caring About Boyfriend's Physical and Mental Health

"Really?" Wen Muchu raised his eyebrows casually.

Lan Xiao nodded immediately, his little head nodded like a rattle.

"Yes... I just said nothing, I was worried about your body. But I swear, I never thought about that. Don't misunderstand me..." Lan Xiao raised her finger, a pair of A solemn appearance.

The hero does not suffer from the immediate loss, and she looks at Wen Muchu and looks at her in the wrong way.

If she is still rushing towards death without looking back, she can guarantee that Wen Muchu will be able to think of a way to torture her.

Lan Xiao thought that her loyal behavior would at least win Wen Muchu's trust.

Unfortunately, Wen Muchu didn't plan to let her go at all.

"But the tone of voice you just said, and the poking eyes in your eyes are all questioning me." Wen Muchu's eyes were dark, and his fingertips rubbed her lips again and again, and said in a hoarse voice.

Lan Xiao couldn't be teased by his eyes and the movements of his fingers.

Her heartbeat was beating like a drum, and the breath inhaled was Wen Muchu's smell that could smell the explosion.

His cool fingers rubbed against her lips, almost killing her.

"Is there...Is there? Did you read it wrong?" Lan Xiao asked shiveringly, almost biting off her own tongue.

Wen Muchu deceived her and approached her, and he grabbed her hand.

"Since the girlfriend has doubts and is very concerned about her boyfriend's physical and mental health. As a boyfriend, how can you make your girlfriend so worried."

Lan Xiao swallowed, not understanding what he meant.

"What... what do you mean?"

A wicked smile flashed across Wen Muchu's eyes.

His thin lips were close to her ear, and he whispered in a hoarse voice: "Of course, I want you to experience it for yourself..."

Lan Xiao was stunned.

She opened her eyes wide, and there was a rumbling in her head.

Suddenly, Lan Xiao's entire cheeks, including her neck, were all red.

Wen Muchu pulled the quilt and wrapped the two people's bodies tightly.

Lan Xiao was pressed under him, and the moment the quilt was covered, her eyes were pitch black.

There was his clear breath that made her almost crazy, and his scorching eyes that shone like stars in the night sky.

Bang bang bang, the heartbeat is as violent as a drum.

Her head was dizzy, and she didn't know where she was or what she was doing.

The seven souls and six souls seemed to be half gone, and she felt that she was about to die.

Lan Xiao's entire cheek was completely burned by the fire.

She almost fainted.

But at this moment, he was so dumb that he could hear the voice that made her heart tremble, ringing in her ears again.

Lan Xiao bit her lip hard, trying to regain some sobriety.

Unfortunately, she worked hard for a long time, but in the end it was in vain.

Start kissing from the forehead and kiss all the way down.

The gentle and domineering kiss, like a fire, completely ignited Lan Xiao.

Lan Xiao was in a trance for a while, the whole person was groggy, and she didn't know when she fell asleep.

...

When I woke up again, the sunset outside the window had already set in the west.

The afterglow of the rising sun penetrated into the room through the window lattice, and the orange glow fell on her eyelids.

Lan Xiao moved his eyelids and slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as I opened it, I saw the beautiful sunset outside the window.

Lan Xiao's throat was a little dry, her eyes swept around the room, and there was no one there.

I don't know where the bad guy Wen Muchu went.

Thinking of what the bad guy did to her before she went to bed, Lan Xiao's cheeks couldn't help but blush.

She gritted her teeth secretly, snorted, and slowly propped herself up and sat up.

She lifted the quilt, put on slippers, and took a few sips from a glass of water by the bedside.

The temperature of the water was suitable for both cold and warm, and the warm water flowed into her stomach, relieving the hunger in her body.

She slept almost all day, except in the morning, when she ate the rice porridge fed by her grandmother.

It was night and she hadn't eaten anything else.

Lan Xiao couldn't help touching her shriveled stomach and went to the bathroom.

When she took a handful of water to wash her face, her eyes inadvertently saw the blue and purple marks on her neck.

Lan Xiao's cheeks suddenly heated up with pain.

The heat, which had just subsided, swept in again.

Lan Xiao couldn't help but scold in a low voice a hooligan, a lecher.

As long as she remembered, Wen Muchu's warm lips could not help beating wildly.

Lan Xiao bit her lip and tugged at her collar. She looked in the mirror and saw the hickeys under her collarbone, which became more and more dense.

She lowered her head shyly, not daring to take another look.

She had to pull up the collar, and the top button was also tightly fastened by her.

But even so, he couldn't hide the hickey on his neck near his collarbone.

Lan Xiao couldn't help scratching her hair in annoyance. She hurriedly came out of the bathroom and wanted to rummage whether there were any high-necked clothes.

Who knows, she searched all over the ward and didn't see where her clothes were.

Lan Xiao suddenly stopped, stunned in place.

She overlooked a very important question.

She hurriedly lowered her head to look at herself. She was wearing a hospital gown, but the underwear and underwear inside the gown were not her original clothes.

Lan Xiao was completely dumbfounded.

Who changed her clothes for her?

Lan Xiao was stunned when the door was suddenly pushed open from outside.

Feng Chao carried the lunch box and walked in with a smile.

"Miss Lan, are you hungry? Mr. Wen, let me bring you some food, you can eat it while it's hot..."

Lan Xiao quickly returned to her senses, raised her hand and picked up the clothes between the collars.

Feng Chao accidentally glanced at it, the hickey should not be too obvious.

Mr. Wen can do it, but it doesn't seem to be Liu Xiahui, the upright gentleman he thinks.

This back and forth, how much oil have to be stuck?

Hehe... He doesn't believe that Mr. Wen can hold back?

If you can hold back, you are not a man.

So Feng Chao guessed that these two young people must have done it.

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