Chapter 882

(Jiageng 46)

"her bad temper calls you people to help her, you know?"

Aunt Qiao was scolded by him. How dare she say no? She had to nod and say yes.

But she couldn't help it

To say that they help tyrants, they are also helping Mr. Zhan

His wife is not used to his little stubborn temper.

It's impossible to suffer now.

How do you say that popular saying

-- my beloved little ancestor, kneeling to be spoiled.

Zhan Muqian scolded a lot again and again. Aunt Qiao thought he would not play anymore.

But he suddenly stood up, holding the key to the attic in his hand, and strode out of the door and straight up the stairs

……

Aunt Qiao is busy following behind.

In fact, Mr. Zhan's mind is about to sink.

My wife's poor appearance.

She was also heartbroken at the bottom of her eyes.

Let alone Mr. Zhan himself.

In the end, he is the one who loves his little wife the most

80% of them have been thinking about putting her out of the attic, but they are still short of a step.

Although aunt Qiao is gratified, the closer she is to the attic, the greater the pressure.

She secretly prayed to her wife not to speak. If they quarreled again, it would be really hard to end

……

Zhan Muqian put the key in and turned the door lock. His face was a little impatient.

The door opened and the light from the corridor came into the room.

Cotton in the corner of the wall, it looks cute and quiet, it's a small face with a slap in the face, it's a little dark white.

The light is very dark. Mian Mian is too tired to see his face clearly.

Naturally, he couldn't see the dilemma of pain waves in his eyes.

Mian Mian thought he would say a few words to scold her

Unexpectedly, he didn't say anything. He leaned over and picked her up, held her firmly in his arms, and went straight out of the room.

Aunt Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Mian Mian still thinks that Aunt Qiao is really powerful. She really knows her husband Otherwise, how could he coax Zhan Muqian to be so obedient.

……

Zhan Muqian never said a word, hugged her building, filled the bathtub with hot water and began to bathe her.

Mianmian doesn't want to be touched by him.

But she really has no energy.

The legs were so weak that they could hardly stand, and they were frozen to death.

The body is not strong.

She'd rather pretend to be dead.

If you pretend to be dead, you don't have to talk.

Don't talk, don't quarrel with him

It takes too much effort to argue.

He was wearing pajamas, cotton didn't notice the thick gauze under his shoulder.

The hot water is very comfortable, her spirit gradually relaxed a little bit, and her body doesn't hurt so much.

At the mercy of Zhan Muqian.

At first, she pretended to sleep with her eyes closed. Unexpectedly, she really went to sleep soon

……

Zhan Muqian is to help her take a bath without any distractions.

Although her small body is naked, it's very attractive

But he was in no mood, no mood, no interest.

When I help her clean up He looked at it and thought it was OK. It was a little swollen.

The goblin is really tender.

All over the body, everything is delicate.

It's just a little longer. She'll be a little swollen.

Zhan Muqian took advantage of her sleep, dried her body and hugged her to bed.

Separate her Put some medicine on.