Ivanhoe Doors: Exclusive Big Name Cold Wife

Some people have said that love is like a cold, and love can also get sick, but after recovering, they will cherish each other even more, or go to the end of the world separately.

When Yu Xintong was sick, she sometimes insisted on writing novels, although the readers were very considerate of her illness and asked her to rest well.

However, for some reason, at this time, she was more inspired, and she realized a lot of things.

These are some philosophies that cannot be comprehended in ordinary life, and she will also share them with readers.

Then the reader told a joke in the comment area, which made Yu Xintong smile happily.

"The author is sick, and our male god can't eat meat anymore..."

She likes to portray a male god like Gu Yiqing, who is gentle and golden, handsome and charming, but also dark and deep.

As soon as she thought of this, she suddenly thought of the idea of ​​"revenge" on someone.

Yu Xintong put down her notebook and acted immediately. She went to take a hot bath. She usually doesn't use essential oils, but Li Xiaonuo often travels on business and always brings her feminine products.

So she took a beautiful bath, and when Gu Yiqing was expected to come to see her on time, she put on a more sexy pajamas, and hid in the bed...

When Gu Yiqing arrived, his clothes were a little wet due to the constant wind and rain outside.

He put his suit jacket on the sofa, then put on his slippers, and walked in front of her.

As soon as Gu Yiqing entered the door today, he smelled a fresh fragrance. He fixed his eyes, and then looked at the woman who was tightly covered under the blanket.

She was still sleeping, with her head sideways at the door, her long hair draped softly over her cheeks, covering most of her already small face.

He stretched out his hand to touch her forehead, but he heard her cry with her eyes closed: "Yiqing..."

"I'm..." Gu Yiqing answered her in a low voice.

Yu Xintong naturally pretended to be asleep, she stretched out a pair of arms, hugged his neck, and called softly: "Yiqing..."

When Gu Yiqing saw that her arms were as white as green onions, and wrapped around his neck like this, he felt a gust of hot air gushing out.

Faced with Yi Ren's gentle call and such rare enthusiasm, he naturally fell asleep beside her, holding her in his arms with one hand.

Although she was under the quilt, he didn't see the pajamas she was wearing, but the silk fabric was as thin as a cicada's wing, so he could imagine that this girl was playing with fire!

"Xintong, are you feeling better?" He stared at her pretty face, brushed aside the black hair on her cheeks, and noticed that her face was blushing.

Of course, this red is not a symptom of a cold, but a red that is too shy.

Yu Xintong still had her eyes closed, she could feel the sense of security in his arms.

She has never been so bold, you know, she usually wears cotton pajamas, but today...

"Okay..." She whispered, exhaling like blue, teasing all his feelings.

Gu Yiqing lowered his head and kissed her lips, as soon as she became enthusiastic, he would burn uncontrollably.

Yu Xintong recuperated for three or four days, her cold was indeed cured, and she also missed his kiss.

After being ill, she cherished this relationship with him even more.

Gu Yiqing regards her as a treasure, so why is she not satisfied!

And the matter of divorce, as long as he is there, it is just around the corner!