Infrastructure: I Raise Little Ones in Great Qin

As a handicraft blogger, Chu Yuening originally thought she would live a plain and ordinary life. Unexpectedly, a moment of kindness caused her to transmigrate to the Great Qin Dynasty over two tho...

Chapter 341 She cares about him more than anyone else, including himself

"A Zheng, let me help you wash up."

"Yuening, I just caught a cold."

Ying Zheng chuckled helplessly.

Although he enjoyed his wife's tenderness, he was ultimately a strong man, not a fragile glass doll.

Chu Yuening understood the hidden meaning and had no choice but to let him wash up by himself.

After she finished washing, she still felt uneasy and touched the man's forehead.

Ying Zheng carried his wife, who was in a state of panic due to concern, to the bed, kissed her fair and tender cheeks, and comforted her patiently.

"Yuening, I'm fine, just go to sleep peacefully."

"Nonsense, you just drank a bowl of medicine, how can you get better so quickly?"

Chu Yuening said something coquettishly, then touched the chest in front of her, only to feel it burning like a furnace.

She frowned, muttered to herself, and continued to move downwards.

"The chest temperature seems a little high."

The soft and delicate hands moved around on the strong muscles like little snakes, igniting a series of flames.

At this moment, the slightly cool fingertips accidentally touched a sensitive area, and Ying Zheng couldn't help but groan and immediately reacted.

He quickly grabbed the rebellious little hand, his phoenix eyes were filled with a dark color like thick ink, and his voice was low and hoarse, as if he was trying hard to endure something.

"If you keep touching me, something serious will happen."

Chu Yuening was no longer an innocent girl, and she immediately noticed something was wrong with the man.

She quickly withdrew her hand, put it behind her back guiltily, and smiled awkwardly as if nothing had happened.

"Haha, A Zheng, go to sleep quickly. The patient needs more rest."

Ying Zheng sighed regretfully.

Holding a beautiful girl in my arms, but only being able to look at her and not eat her is really torture.

He hugged his wife's delicate body tightly, resting his chin on the top of her head, smelling the faint orchid fragrance to calm the restlessness in his heart.

"Good night, Yue Ning."

"A Zheng, sweet dreams."