"When you remember it, I won't care about you anymore!"
"Don't be like this..." Murphy hugged her tightly and rubbed her neck with his chin, "Look at how pitiful I am now. My legs haven't healed yet and I'm still being plotted against. Do you dislike my legs?
Ignore me?"
He is also very good at pretending to be pitiful for Murphy.
When Ke Zi heard what he said, he immediately shook his head, "No," she paused and silently pushed his face away, "Besides, how pitiful are you? There is a beautiful woman guarding you every day."
With her sour look, Murphy came over again and said, "Hey, are you talking about yourself?"
"Humph!" He stopped pretending, he clearly knew who she was referring to.
"Don't be angry, oops, my head hurts again..." Murphy yelled just to divert her attention.
Sure enough, she still felt distressed, and wrapped her arms around his head, "Why does it hurt again... Okay, okay, I won't force you to think about it anymore."
She pursed her lips and massaged him subconsciously.
Murphy leaned in her arms and looked at the clothes she was wearing, a maid outfit!
Although he had put on a coat when he came out, but now he was lying on his back in the car. She was really worried that he had a headache, so she pressed his head carefully, but his breathing gradually became disordered, his eyes felt hot, and his nose...
Um, will I get a nosebleed?
He reached out and touched his nose, then moved down and lay directly on her lap.
With such a short skirt, he seemed to be able to see the bottom of the skirt from one side of his face, and Murphy's breathing became heavier.
On the contrary, Ke Zi was not used to his "weak" look, and she said with worry in her eyes, "If you really feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital for a check-up."
"No, I'm just a little tired," Murphy squinted his eyes and said suddenly, "My wife, I'm a little cold."
At that time, the car was sealed, and there was a black barrier separating the front seat. Ke Zi didn't feel cold even though he was wearing clothes with so little fabric. He...
She was a little suspicious, but she still shook his hand. It was indeed a little cold.
Could this also be a sequelae of the car accident?
She frowned and pulled her suit jacket over him.
Murphy felt that his wife had really grown up a lot and was always feeling sorry for him.
So the shameless person made another toothless request, "Help me warm up."
"good."
It was rare for him to be so 'weak', so of course Ke Zi had to take good care of him. Besides, Mo Fei was always hot and cold, as if she was really alone with him and he would only be so close to her when he was in a good mood.
Even, it is somewhat dependent.
Ke Zi cherishes this kind of time very much, and has long since passed away from feeling blocked.
She was so eager for him to think of her now, how could she ignore him after he remembered her.
She held his hands and put them against her cheeks, trying to warm his hands.
Murphy smiled and said, "Well, that doesn't seem to work."
"Ah? What should we do? But we are almost home. The temperature difference between day and night is still a bit big. You should wear more clothes in the future."
She was still urging her, but Mo Fei automatically withdrew his hand and reached towards her chest.
"ah!--"
Ke Zi let out a low cry and quickly covered her mouth. She seemed to be in disbelief. Her face was burning red, but her eyes were wide open as she looked at him.
"Well, it's warmer here. Wife, is this the hottest place on your body?"