Fu Yanxiu just looked at it for a while, and then heard Su Qiao groaning, which sounded uncomfortable.

His first reaction was that Su Qiao was clumsy. When he went to the kitchen just now, he touched something again and got burned.

He clicked his tongue and walked over, squatted down, and asked angrily, "Where are you injured?"

Su Qiao frowned and his cheeks turned abnormally red. As if he had spent a lot of effort, he opened his eyelids and glanced at Fu Yanxiu. He said feebly and without a tone, "You haven't left yet?"

Hey? He really doesn't care about her anymore.

Just when he was about to get angry, he raised his hand to poke her forehead and scold her for being heartless, but he was already on his lips, but his finger was burned by Su Qiao's forehead, and the words came out as, "Do you have a fever?"

Su Qiao took a deep breath and seemed to feel uncomfortable, so she didn't answer his words.

His palm was pressed against Su Qiao's forehead, the temperature was very high.

Fu Yanxiu was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized that no wonder she had fallen asleep while cooking just now. She was not such a rude person.

Fu Yanxiu suddenly felt a little guilty for scolding Su Qiao just now.

But just a little bit, "You don't know how to order takeout when you are hungry. You are a kitchen killer, don't you know?"

When Su Qiao first got together with Fu Yanxiu, the two of them also had a good time.

At that time, Fu Yanxiu was very gentle to her, and Su Qiao also wanted to pretend to be a little girl. After all, successful men like Fu Yanxiu should like women who are cute and lovable.

In particular, Fu Yanxiu's mother is particularly gentle and classically beautiful.

Just for this reason, Su Qiao even cooked a meal for Fu Yanxiu.

As expected, there was an accident.

The kitchen almost exploded.

At that time, the two of them lived in a large flat floor owned by Fu Yanxiu in the city center. There is no kitchen on that flat floor now.

Anyway, Su Qiao doesn't know how to cook, and Fu Yanxiu doesn't have time to cook.

For a long time, the two lived there.

Until Su Qiao heard that Mr. Fu had arranged a marriage with Zhao Siyan for Fu Yanxiu.

Su Qiao then moved back to his small rental house.

The name Kitchen Killer was the nickname Fu Yanxiu gave her from that time.

Su Qiao was confused now, had a severe headache, and felt like his body was falling apart. He felt terribly uncomfortable.

Any movement was like beating a big drum in her head.

No matter how nice Fu Yanxiu's voice was, she didn't want to hear it now. She frowned, instinctively reached out and covered Fu Yanxiu's mouth.

The palms of her hands were hot, Fu Yanxiu's thin lips were warm and soft, Su Qiao's brain was out of control, and her mouth was bald, "How can such a soft mouth say such harsh words?"

She muttered and rubbed her palm against his lips.

Her hot and soft palm was on his lips, and her angry words came to his ears. Because of his illness, his voice was a bit muffled and too soft to be true.

Fu Yanxiu wanted to say a few more words, but was pushed back.

"I really owe you." Fu Yanxiu muttered, got up and went to look for the medicine box in the kitchen beside the bed.

He didn't know that there were only a handful of small rental houses in Su Qiao.

It's not that he doesn't like it, but he just thinks it's too small and he can't use it with his long arms and legs.

Especially in the bathroom, every time he made trouble with Su Qiao and hugged her to take a bath, he would always do it again in the bathroom.

But her bathroom is too small.

Thinking of this, Fu Yanxiu's expression became subtle.

But when he turned to the medicine box, his face dropped again.

How did he know where the medicine cabinet was?

It was what he saw when Su Qiao was taking medicine afterwards.

That expression was deliberately provoking him.

He had clearly said that if she got pregnant, she would give birth, but she still had to take medicine.

He didn't care about his body, "You deserve to be sick." Fu Yanxiu muttered and found antipyretic medicine.

When he turned around, he paused.

Su Qiao didn't know when she opened her eyes again.

Because of her illness, her eyes looked a little dull.

But Fu Yanxiu saw it, and her eyes became redder and redder.

She probably heard what he just said.

He didn't really mean to say that she deserved it, he was just angry that she didn't take care of her body.

"I just……"

Before Fu Yanxiu finished speaking, Su Qiao closed her eyes again, looking like she didn't want to listen.

"..." Fu Yanxiu's mind suddenly popped up the words He Beizhi had said to him before.

"If you don't want this mouth of yours, you can donate it."

What did Fu Yanxiu say at that time?

Yes, he said, "Your own wife would rather leave you with nothing than to divorce you, and you still have the nerve to ask me to donate my mouth?"

It feels good to curse someone.

He looked at Su Qiao with a complicated expression. For the first time in his life, he suddenly felt that what He Beizhi said as a birdman seemed to make sense.

Fu Yanxiu walked out of the bedroom.

Su Qiao was not confused because she could hear, see and feel.

Fu Yanxiu was always angry today.

She doesn't like it, she knows it.

Because she is disobedient and she understands.

But she said she didn't want to listen to him anymore. After listening to him for three years, she didn't even feel like herself anymore.

enough.

Probably because he was in a bad mood and his body was getting worse, Su Qiao felt a little confused after a while.

In a daze, she heard someone calling her, "Qiaoqiao, get up, take the medicine and then go to sleep."

Fu Yanxiu half-hugged Su Qiao in his arms and took her temperature, which was 38.9.

It's time to take medicine.

He handed the antipyretic medicine to her mouth, and Su Qiao frowned and avoided it.

Fu Yanxiu knew that she was feeling uncomfortable, so he patiently coaxed her, "Be good, you'll feel better after taking the medicine."

Su Qiao's breathing was short, and hot breath sprayed on Fu Yanxiu's arms. She was wearing a thin pair of pajamas, and the heat on her body could be seen through.

Like a small stove.

Fu Yanxiu pursed his lips into a straight line, stuffed the medicine into her mouth, and squeezed his fingertips between her lips. Her lips were soft and red, and Fu Yanxiu's eyes darkened obviously.

It was at this moment that Su Qiao opened his eyes a little and saw Fu Yanxiu's eyes.

Her breathing stagnated. She had followed Fu Yanxiu for three years and knew exactly what his look meant.

He was emotional.

Su Qiao's heart felt like it was being clenched. The big palm on her waist squeezed her gently, and the man's voice softened, "Be good, take the medicine."

For a moment, Su Qiao even thought that he would have a fight with her after taking the medicine.

Although this idea is absurd, when people are sick, they will have many absurd ideas.

What is she?

Just like Mr. Fu said. It's just a plaything between his bed.

With interests at hand, she was the first chess piece to be abandoned.

When she disobeys, she will be tortured until she becomes obedient.

Wasn't it last night?

At the beginning, she resisted. After all, when the king always pressed on her, she was really disgusted and scared.

Before she could adjust, Fu Yanxiu actually wanted her.

Okay, she obeyed, but Fu Yanxiu didn't think she was angry, and he made trouble with her several times, which was quite cruel.

All despair overwhelmed her again.

Su Qiao closed her mouth tightly, opened her mouth and bit the pill. The man's fingertips paused slightly, and then the warm water came in.

After swallowing the medicine, Su Qiao hummed and suddenly hugged Fu Yanxiu's neck.

Fu Yanxiu's eyebrows raised slightly, and before the smile in his eyes could fully rise, he heard the person in his arms say, "You're green, I feel so uncomfortable."