Chapter 292

Xiang Nuan was just suffering from heatstroke at the beginning. According to the past situation, even if he didn't take medicine, he would have a rest. But recently, her system has really deteriorated. She has caught a cold due to heatstroke. As a result, she has a persistent high fever and cough.

Luo xiaorou rushed her to the hospital. The most authoritative doctor gave her treatment and prescribed medicine and injections, but the situation didn't get better.

As a last resort, Xiang Nuan just stayed in the hospital. High fever makes her weak, lying in bed every day, sick and lazy, sleepy and too awake. The severe cough made her miserable. When it was serious, it seemed that she was going to cough up her lungs Although people are in a sleepy state, they can't sleep at all. They just lie in a daze.

Luo xiaorou and Zhang Ma are so worried that even Mu Gaofeng is not calm.

After nearly a week's tossing, the high fever which has been getting warmer and warmer again and again has finally completely subsided. Otherwise, if the fever continues like this, it will probably turn into pneumonia. The cough has not been completely cured, but it is much better than before, but she still coughed a little at night, and she couldn't sleep well.

Xiang Nuan has always been a lean constitution. He can't get fat by eating. Over the past few months, she has had miscarriage and donated bone marrow. Recently, she has been busy with all kinds of things in kindergarten. She has been very thin. After this illness, she is out of shape.

Guoguo didn't see her mother for a week. She finally went home to warm up. She screamed with joy and rushed to warm up. Only when she sat on xiangnuan's legs and saw xiangnuan's thin and pale face, she finally couldn't help reaching for it and whispered, "mom is thin..."

In fact, she said this sentence when listening to Luo xiaorou and Zhang Ma chatting. She is not too fat and thin concept, but she can see that the spirit of warm is not good.

Xiang Nuan heard the meaning of heartache in her soft voice, and suddenly her heart became softer. She could not help hugging her and kissing her again. "It's OK. Mom can eat more and then gain weight."

"OK, mom wants some soup."

Zhang Ma and Luo xiaorou always advise Xiang Nuan to drink more soup and say something like tonifying the body. If she hears more, she will remember it.

Xiang Nuan smiles and kisses her again. "OK, mom, have some soup."

During the meal, Guoguo was still thinking about it, especially attentively delivering rice to warm end soup, muttering such words as "eat more, grow tall, grow fat" and so on. She was as busy as a little bee.

Xiang Nuan just recovered from a serious illness. He was still weak and had a bad appetite. He didn't eat much after all.

At night, Guo Guo says that he should sleep with Xiang Nuan. Luo xiaorou's coercion and inducement are ineffective.

"Ma, let her sleep with me."

I haven't seen you for a week. Xiang Nuan thinks about you. A person's big bed is empty. It's not the same when there are fruits nearby.

Luo xiaorou sighed helplessly. "I'm afraid she'll get into the habit and won't sleep alone in the future."

She still has a word to say: seeing Muye coming back from vacation, what's the matter with a little guy in the middle?

"It doesn't matter, mom. She hasn't seen me for a week, so it's rather sticky. She'll be fine in two days. We're the best, aren't we? "

Guoguo raised her head with pride and nodded triumphantly.

Luo xiaorou has no choice but to help the little guy take a bath, and then send her to a warm room.

Xiang Nuan has taken a bath, so she lies on the bed with Guoguo in her arms, and then tells her a story.

Guoguo is very specific in some aspects. For example, when listening to stories, he likes those stories over and over again. After listening to them over and over again, he doesn't feel bored and crooked, which makes it useless to warm up children's stories.

Lying on her side, she put the fruit in her arms with one hand and patted her waist with the other. This kind of posture, this kind of movement itself is very hypnotic, coupled with the bedtime story, Guoguo's eyelids soon stick together.

In the dark, Xiang Nuan stopped clapping his hands, changed into a flat posture, stretched his still soft limbs, and his brain slowly emptied. When her consciousness was completely withdrawn, she thought vaguely, is Muye coming back?

Muye was coming back in the middle of the night.

Xiangnuan fell ill. Everyone didn't mention it to Muye. This week, he was very busy. He never called Xiang Nuan, so he didn't know that Xiang Nuan had been lying in the hospital for a week.

In the dead of night, in order not to wake other people up, Muye went through the window as usual. Anyway, climbing from the first floor to the second floor is no different to him.

When he stepped on the floor of the balcony, Muye found that there were two breathing sounds in the bedroom. You don't have to think about it. The other one must be Guoguo.

Little thing, dare to occupy his bed!

Muye took off his shoes and walked quietly into the bedroom to the bedside.The air conditioner is on in the room, the temperature is comfortable, very suitable for sleeping.

To warm side lying, one hand pillow in his head, one hand across the quilt around the waist of fruit.

Guoguo is lying flat with her face slightly towards her warm chest, showing her instinctive intimacy.

Mother and daughter both sleep very deep, cuddle together safely into a dream of the picture is too beautiful to use words to describe.

Muye, who came back late at night, watched quietly by the bed for a long time, then walked into the bathroom in the dark and took a simple bath.

Xiang Nuan's recent sleep quality is not very good, so although Muye lightens her hands and feet, she still opens her eyes vaguely. "Who?"

"It's me."

Familiar voice, in the middle of the night a little more hoarse.

Xiang Nuan sat up excitedly and accidentally drove the fruit in her arms. She was so scared that she quickly patted it gently. Make sure the little guy is asleep again, then he asked in a low voice, "how can you come back without saying a word?"

Muye came to the edge of the bed, reached for her hand and lifted her lightly, then he took her from the bed to her lap. "A surprise for you."

He lowered his head and sniffed in her neck. The familiar elegant fragrance ran into his nose, soothing his heart and stirring his desire.

"It's almost frightening. I thought there was a thief in the house." His lip kiss was on her neck, which made her subconsciously shrink her shoulder and stick to him even more.

Muye laughs. "Which thief is so reluctant to come to the military compound to die?"

That's true. It's an act of seeking death to go to the military compound and do something illegal.

Xiang Nuan also followed with a smile, rubbed the Hu dregs that rubbed his chin, the voice says with a smile: "isn't that thief surnamed mu MINGYE?"

"You mean the flower picker?" Then he lowered his head and held her sensitive ear.

To warm suddenly pour to take a breath, originally thought that he would achieve finally, who knew he lifted several times to let her go.

In the dark, Muye frowned. "Why are you so thin?"

The waist is so thin that you can hold it in one hand, and the bones on your body can hurt you even more.

"I can't help it. Who makes the bone feel beautiful now? I'm just following the crowd. You know, I'm just a layman. I'm really not suitable for being independent. "

Muye completely ignored the understatement she wanted to make and pinched her waist. "Have you been ill recently?"

Xiang Nuan knows that he can't hide it, so he simply admits it. "Well, I got heatstroke by accident. I had a bad appetite, so I lost a little weight."

"That's all?"

"Well." He yawned and rubbed his face around his neck. "Aren't you sleepy? I'm so sleepy. "

Muye knew that she wanted to avoid this topic, but she thought that she was not well recently, and that it would be worse if she didn't have a good rest at night. "Lie down first, and I'll take the little one back to the room."

"She'll wake up tomorrow morning and find herself in her room. She'll probably cry."

"It's good for children to cry."

He turned his eyes to warm. This father is really not distressed!

Muye carefully picked up Guoguo and put it back on her exclusive bed. When the air conditioning temperature was right, she went back to her bedroom.

After chatting for a while in the middle of the night, Xiang ran to warm sleepiness, lying on the bed waiting for Muye to come back, and then took the initiative to drill into his arms.

She is not feeling well. Muye is willing to do something and is reluctant to toss her. He can only sleep with her in his arms and even dare not eat tender tofu.

Xiang warm nest in his arms, close to his body full of strength, but also some feelings. After lying down for a while, he finally turned around, put his arms around his neck and went up to kiss his lips.

"Don't make any noise." Muye patted her on the butt as a warning.

Xiang Nuan blushed in the dark and said in a low voice: "I'm just a little thin. I'm not dying. You Don't you really want to? "

But I miss you.

"No nonsense."

Hum, don't say it if you don't say it!

To warm side kiss him, while red face will hand to a key part, satisfied to hear a rough wheezing unbearable. There is also a big hand tightly clasped behind the waist, which seems to be trying to melt her into his body.

"You goblin!" Muye grinds his teeth, and the tendons on his forehead jump a few times. Finally, he turns over and presses down the man, and peels off his pajamas twice.

Xiang Nuan actively pesters him and completely releases himself for him. He is even more eager than him.

Just as he was about to take the knife to battle, Muye suddenly stopped and stretched out his hand to open the bedside table.

She's still in poor health. It's not a good time to be pregnant. Although the probability is very low, we can't take any more risks. Do the same thing again and she'll break down.

Xiang Nuan was stunned until he realized what he was looking for, so he suddenly thought of the child, and his heart began to ache.