Di Shao chased his wife after the divorce

Judging by his appearance, he should also know that he has serious allergies.

So it can only be that he didn't notice it, or he forgot about it, which led to the current result.

It was her fault anyway.

Thinking of this, Tang Mucha felt uncomfortable again, what a fool.

It was her, it was her who killed him.

Tang Mucha was frightened by this result, especially what Dr. Wen said could be life-threatening. Suddenly her heart became cold, and her calm face just now became frightened in a second, and she blamed herself in her heart.

"Miss Tang, don't worry too much, Young Master Di is fine..."

That night, Tang Mucha had no sleep. He had just experienced a relapse of Di Ting Ye's old illness, and he had a severe allergy to peanut milk that he couldn't eat by mistake.

Tang Mucha's heart was bleeding.

Nangong sent Dr. Wen away, and grandma just called to ask about it, and she was relieved when she heard that Di Tingye was fine.In the huge villa, there were only two people left.

Tang Mucha carefully wiped Di Tingye's body with a towel.

After taking off his clothes, the rash on his body gradually became less serious after taking the medicine.

She had seen his naked upper body many times, but it was the first time to wipe his body so intimately, so Tang Mucha was still a little shy.

Di Tingye felt in a daze that there was a force on his body that was walking gently, cautiously, and there was a fresh fragrance that wafted from his nostrils.

Suddenly opened his eyes, his deep eyes locked on Tang Mucha who was close at Chi Chi.

He was kneeling on the bed to wipe his body, but suddenly he opened his eyes, this bedroom.bed.The scene of two people...

Tang Mucha felt her scalp go numb, she blinked innocently and looked at Di Tingye who was lying down.

"Eh..." At this moment Tang Mucha was kneeling beside him, holding a towel in her little hand and carefully rubbing it on his muscular chest, just stopping on his sensitive red spot.

The color of the eyes is getting darker, and I feel more and more unfathomable, the embarrassment that the atmosphere has dropped to freezing point...

Tang Mucha looked down at the place where she put it in her hand, and looked at that cold and outrageous person.

Di Tingye also noticed where her hand was touching.

Is it too late to explain something now, she really isn't the one to take off his clothes while he's asleep and then do something to him...

"Why, you like to take off my clothes while I'm asleep so much?" The deep voice was a little hoarse and sexy, and the sharp black eyes looked at Tang Mucha, little Tang Mucha was innocent.

She didn't know why she always took off his clothes and got caught. She really didn't mean anything else.

"Uh...you're sweating...I'll wipe it off for you." Tang Mucha said very seriously.

While talking, he raised his little hand, looking innocent like a little white rabbit being bullied by a big bad wolf.

"How many times have you used this excuse?" Di Tingye threw the towel in her hand to the bottom.

In the warm bedroom, Di Tingye who was lying on the bed turned over, and then directly turned Tang Mucha under him.

The red rash on his face has almost disappeared. Although he is not as handsome as when he was normal, he still looks very charming.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he grabbed Tang Mucha's fair wrist and lifted it above his head.

"How long do you want to test my concentration, and you won't let me go even if I'm sick?" There was a bit of forbearance in the suppressed words, and there was a desire just around the corner.

Such a posture on the big bed looked extremely tempting and criminal.

Tang Mucha was wearing a shirt, and with such a tug and pull, a large area of ​​fair skin on her chest was instantly exposed.

From the white neck down is the graceful collarbone, looking down, Di Tingye's Adam's apple rolled, his allergies hadn't healed but still couldn't hide his outstanding and alluring face.

Di Tingye lowered his body, and the warm breath spread over Tang Mucha's face, which was tingly and numb, which made Tang Mucha feel a little uncomfortable.

But she, Tang Mucha, is not a masochist.

"Get up, you hurt me like this." Tang Mucha muttered, she already knew that Di Tingye took pleasure in bullying her, but he wouldn't go too far.

Di Tingye did not move, still maintaining this posture.

"Di Ting Ye, what are you going to do! This is at your house, your Mengmeng will come back anytime! Can you pay attention!" Tang Muxia asked Di Ting Ye sternly.

"Ah, my head hurts so much." Di Tingye let go of Tang Mucha, and fell to one side, directly stuffed under the quilt.

Heh, pretending to be sick at a critical moment?
"Do you really have a headache?"

"Ah."

"Then do you want me to press it for you?" Tang Mucha whispered when she saw that something was really wrong with him.

"Tang Muxia, if you dare to tease me, try, and I will let you know the serious consequences."

"Oh~~ How serious are the consequences?" Tang Mucha tilted her head and looked at Di Tingye on the bed.

She kind of didn't believe what he said, she knew about Di Tingye, although he was serious, but as long as he was caught by the tail, he wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

Besides, with his unrecognizable appearance now, allergies will definitely not mess with him.

Just a massage is to tease him.

Why don't you say that she is taking advantage of others!

Tang Muxia's dark eyes were extremely clear, looking at the man on the bed, his behavior was a little childish, and he always looked mature and indifferent.

Seeing him so fragile in the past two days, I couldn't help but feel a little sad.

It turns out that the proud son of heaven is nothing more than flesh and blood.

What he has obtained and endured are unimaginable to ordinary people.

"You rest first, I will guard you by the side."

This made him look like this, Tang Mucha couldn't go out to have dinner with Yun Ting anymore.

But after calming down, Tang Mucha felt something was wrong.

"Di Tingye, are you really hurting your head? You can eat what you can't eat, and you won't be afraid of dying!!" Tang Mucha angrily taught him a lesson.

The taste of peanut milk is getting weaker, so he can tell the difference when he drinks it, right?
She looked at it just now, and all the milk in the glass has been drunk.

"The things you can't mix, don't you have a taste in your mouth after drinking them? Can't you taste them?" Tang Mucha frowned and looked at him.

"Forgot." Di Tingye lay down quietly, and replied in a neutral tone.

Tang Mucha: "..."

"You are only a body of flesh and blood. You are busy and forget things related to your life. I really don't know how you live so long."

Tang Mucha was also frightened, and began to sit there and chatter.

Listening to her small complaining voice, Di Tingye closed his eyes, and the corners of his tightly pursed lips curled up imperceptibly.