Chapter 145: Mrs. Jiang abuses her sick husband

"Jiang Shibai, you are a patient, so be quiet." Xu Xian narrowed his eyes, reminding him to pay attention to his identity and not to think about anything else.

After that, she stuffed the towel into his hands and let him wipe himself.

Jiang Shibai held the towel, his deep, dark eyes stained with a smile, and his tone was meaningful, "I know, but when it comes to you, my physiological reactions are never controlled by my brain."

His calmness and composure fell apart in front of her.

Xu Xian's heart skipped a beat. He looked at him fiercely and patted the quilt on him lightly.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with a hint of spring love, as if coquettish and angry, and mist filled her eye sockets.

"Isn't it inappropriate for Mrs. Jiang to abuse her sick husband?" Jiang Shibai's chest trembled slightly, his eyebrows were clear and his face was abnormally flushed.

If it weren't for his pale, dry lips and the fever-reducing patch on his forehead, he wouldn't look sick at all.

Xu Xian glanced down at him condescendingly, secretly criticizing him.

Very sexy.

She waved her fist and said in a threatening tone, "Hurry up and finish wiping and go to bed, or I will really beat you up."

The sick person was particularly fragile, so she urged him to wipe his body and brought him some water to drink. The two of them tossed and turned for more than an hour in the middle of the night.

Jiang Shibai lay obediently in the bed, his clear voice blocked by a heavy nasal sound, becoming even deeper and hoarse. "Go sleep next door, so as not to infect you with the disease."

Recently, work pressure has increased dramatically, and he often works overtime and stays up late. A low fever can easily defeat him, and the physical fatigue makes him feel at a loss.

He was afraid of infecting her with his cold.

Xu Xian couldn't possibly let him stay in the room alone. If he had a high fever in the middle of the night and was too uncomfortable to move, she wouldn't be able to notice it in time.

"Jiang Shibai, don't be so unlucky. I served you all night, and you sent me to sleep next door?" She pouted in displeasure and said stubbornly, "Besides, I haven't said I'm going to forgive you. The right to use the room is mine."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stepped over his body and quickly got into the bed next to him.

The matters between the two of them are separate.

Since he is sick with a fever, she temporarily puts aside the matter that made her angry today, but that doesn't mean she forgives him.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shibai's pale lips gently pulled into a weak smile, with a look of pampering and helplessness in his eyes.

It seems that the road to apology is still a long way to go.

The room was well heated, and the quilt was warm even without body temperature.

Xu Xian's slender arms automatically wrapped around his lean waist, with her calves resting on his thighs. Her sleeping posture was far from elegant.

Jiang Shibai was just about to put his arm around the back of her neck as usual when he realized that he was sick.

She was unreasonable in her words, but how could he not understand her clear mind?

I just want to sleep next to him and take care of him.

The woman's soft body fit him perfectly, her skin was smooth and tender, and the sensuality was just right. Especially when she took the initiative to hug him, the feeling was extremely powerful.

It was not surprising for her to actively snuggle into his arms in winter. According to her, he had a high body temperature and was a typical bed warmer.

After a while, his thin lips, which had lost their color, opened slightly, and his gentle voice became extremely hoarse. He did not lean close to her ear to seduce her or engage in passionate conversation with her as usual, but consciously turned his head to stay away from her as much as possible.

"Be good, dear. We don't need one more night. I'll make it up to you when I recover."

His words were particularly ambiguous. At first glance, one would think that she was very hungry and coveting his body.

He clearly played the double standard.

Xu Xian ignored his words and buried his face in his neck. The fresh breath lingered around his nostrils, unable to be shaken off.

"No, I'll just hold you and sleep."

As she spoke, she tightened her arms across his abdomen a little, and her white and tender palms lit fire everywhere, reaching under the hem of his pajamas and landing on his well-defined abdominal muscles with obvious texture.

Jiang Shibai's burning body froze slightly, and her self-righteous voice came to his ears, "I'm not taking advantage of you, I'm simply worried that you'll sleep too deeply at night and burn into a fool."

She was a heavy sleeper and was afraid that he would have a high fever at night. She was too far away from him to notice it and would then sleep until dawn.

It’s more reassuring to just touch it.

"It's obviously me who is sick, why are you becoming so clingy?" Seeing her clinging to him like an octopus, Jiang Shibai was at his wit's end. He turned off the night light beside the bed and hugged her as usual.

There seemed to be a kind of silent magic on her body. Even though my head was dizzy and my nose and throat were uncomfortable, the feeling of weakness in my body would disappear little by little as soon as I touched her.

In the dark night, Xu Xian's face flushed slightly, as if he was angry because his thoughts were exposed. He pressed down on his abdominal muscles with his palm, and his voice was exasperated.

"What do you care about me? Go to sleep!"

The room was completely quiet. Due to his illness, Jiang Shibai's previously sharp alertness was significantly weakened. In his blurred consciousness, he felt that the people around him got up several times a night, and their foreheads and bodies were alternating between hot and cold.

With something on his mind, Xu Xian didn't sleep well and checked on him almost every hour.

I don’t know if it’s because she takes good care of him, or because the man has strong physical fitness and good self-regulation ability.

When the sky was just getting light, his forehead didn't feel warm to the touch. She changed his fever-reducing patch for the last time before she fell asleep peacefully.

As expected, the two did not go to work. It was not because Xu Xianding's alarm clock did not ring, but simply because Jiang Shibai, whose fever had subsided, turned off all the alarms when they rang for the first time.

He sent a message to Wang Bai, saying that Xu Xian was going on a field trip with him.

It was not until after nine o'clock that Xu Yixiu, who had woken up in another room, came over dressed. Jiang Shibai was afraid of disturbing her sleep, so he got up and took Xu Yixiu downstairs for breakfast.

Near noon, Xu Xian woke up in a daze. Her first reaction was to touch the bed next to her, but her hand found nothing.

She opened her eyes quickly and saw that she was the only one in the empty room. There was no trace of Jiang Shibai.

After checking her phone, she washed, dressed, and went downstairs.

When I walked into the living room, I saw through the clean and transparent glass that a man in a white sweater was sitting in the yard basking in the sun, with a pot of tea on the wooden table next to him.

The wisps of white smoke from the pot mouth condensed into the cool air and dissipated as mist.

The sun was shining brightly, and golden light and shadows were cast on his clothes. Just looking at him from the back, he looked dignified and lazy.

Xu Xian went back upstairs to get a long black down jacket and pushed open the glass door to the backyard.

The next second, Jiang Shibai, who heard the noise, sipped his tea elegantly. Just as he was about to speak, a thick down jacket appeared on his body, completely covering his body from head to toe.

"You didn't put on any clothes when you had a fever last night?" Xu Xian's face was serious and a little displeased.

As she spoke, she placed the back of her hand against his forehead.

Jiang Shibai was afraid that the tea would spill, so he slowly placed it on the table next to him. His voice had a distinct nasal tone, "It's very warm today, no need for a coat."

He was not lying. The sun was scorching hot today, and just standing in the sun made him feel a little hot.

Xu Xian breathed a sigh of relief when his forehead wasn't burning anymore. But regardless of whether his words were true or not, he just felt that he didn't take his body seriously.

"Don't talk to me about the temperature. You're going to wear a down jacket when you go out these next two days, and the same goes for work."

He wears an open coat every day to look cool, it would be strange if he doesn't catch a cold or a fever.

Jiang Shibai didn't dare to refute. He grabbed the hand on his forehead and pulled it with a little force, and she fell onto his thighs.

He naturally put his arms around her slender waist and spoke in an indulgent voice.

"Okay, listen to my wife."