Lu Chenxu helped Mo Xiaodie go upstairs, let her lie on the bed, and carefully applied medicine to her.
After applying it, I sighed helplessly.
Mo Xiaodie sat up and was a little confused: "Husband, why are you sighing?"
Lu Chenxu pressed her forehead against hers and said angrily: "The children are not at home. What a great opportunity, but you have wasted it like this. Wife, how are you going to compensate me?"
"I don't want to—" Before Mo Xiaodie could finish her words, Lu Chenxu carefully protected her wound and couldn't help but kiss her directly.
Since the age of seventeen, he has never looked at a woman. In his mind, women will only bring him endless trouble.
He always thought that he would die alone.
However, God finally favored him and sent Xiaodie to him.
His Xiaodie is delicate and charming. Although her appearance is not outstanding, she is independent, strong and kind.
It is so rare in this materialistic society that a person can still maintain a pure and kind heart despite suffering.
He, Lu Chenxu, will use all his strength in his life to protect his lover and children.
The kiss lasted for a long time.
Lu Chenxu gently bit Mo Xiaodie's earlobe: "Honey, did you do this on purpose?"
Mo Xiaodie's cheeks were flushed at this time, and she was still a little confused and dazed by his kiss: "It seemed like you kissed me first just now."
"You provoked me first." Lu Chenxu's voice revealed a hint of grievance.
"Who provoked you?" Mo Xiaodie was dissatisfied and wanted to push him away, but she didn't. The wound on her back was pulled a little painful, and she couldn't help but frown.
"What's wrong? Did you touch the wound?" Lu Chenxu quickly let go of her and helped her check the wound.
Somehow, Mo Xiaodie suddenly thought of Li Muta. She wondered how the child's surgery was going. She was a little worried.
Lu Chenxu saw her lying on the bed, seeming a little depressed, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? Wife, you seem a little unhappy."
Mo Xiaodie looked sideways at him: "What time is it now?"
"It's past five o'clock, what's wrong?"
"I wonder how Li Muta's surgery went? I'm a little worried."
It has been more than three hours since Li Muta's surgery. I don't know if it went smoothly.
Lu Chenxu took a deep look at her, grabbed her hand and put it on his chest: "Wife, should you give me some love? I am your husband, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Li Muta
The operation will probably end at around six o'clock in the evening, so no news now is the best news."
Hearing his sour tone, Mo Xiaodie blinked mischievously: "Husband, I've given you so many Chinese medicines to regulate your stomach, why don't I care about you anymore?"
Thinking of those unpleasant Chinese medicines, Lu Chenxu couldn't help but frown, and pinched her nose with some dissatisfaction: "You are a mother of nine children, why are you still so naughty?"
"By the way, husband, tomorrow is Saturday, how about we take the children to the supermarket? Momo said she has never been to a supermarket and wants to go!" Mo Xiaodie suggested.
"Okay, just the burn on your back?"
"It's okay, it's just a few blisters. The doctor also said it will be fine soon."
"Are you really okay?" Lu Chenxu glanced at her back thoughtfully. The area that was still red a moment ago had improved somewhat due to the application of medicine, and the two blisters the size of fingernails in the middle of the wound had broken open.
