Chasing his wife is shameless, the CEO kneels outside the door again

He sat up as soon as he was anxious. Unexpectedly, his injured arm was involved, and he screamed in pain.

When Xia Ruohan heard his cry, she was so frightened that she dropped the basin and came out.

Zhuo Qirui's face turned pale in pain, and the look was heart-wrenching.

"Brother Rui, what's wrong with you? Did you get another wound?"

Zhuo Qirui bit his lower lip and nodded.

"Why are you so careless? Why didn't you sit up suddenly when you were lying down?"

"I...I..." Zhuo Qirui's face turned red from holding back.

It took him a long time to say, "Put those pants over there. There's no need to wash them. I'll ask a nurse to wash them later."

"No!" Xia Ruohan objected subconsciously.

How could Brother Rui's intimate clothes pass through other people's hands? She firmly disagreed when she thought of this!

When she saw Zhuo Qirui's surprised expression, she realized that her reaction was a bit excessive.

She softened her tone and said, "I mean such a small thing, I can just rub it and it will be fine."

"Ruohan, I'm just afraid that I'll tire you out. You didn't even get a good rest last night."

With a "poof" sound, Xia Ruohan burst into laughter.

Seeing her smile, Zhuo Qirui was a little confused as a monk.

"Brother Rui, how can I be tired from washing such a small item? You think I'm the Princess and the Pea. I'm not that delicate. Just lie down and rest, I'll finish washing it soon." Xia Ruohan said and returned to the bathroom. .

She picked up Zhuo Qirui's underwear, and when she saw the bulge in the front, she began to imagine the size of his little Rui, which should be very optimistic.

"Ruohan, what's wrong with you?" Zhuo Qirui saw that there was no sound of water coming from the bathroom. He didn't know what Xia Ruohan was doing, and felt a little worried.

Zhuo Qirui's voice pulled Xia Ruohan out of her fantasy, and she remembered what she wanted to do.

She quickly poured some laundry detergent and started rubbing it, thinking about what she had just thought.

Secretly scolding herself for being a pervert, she was so obsessed with thinking about such an impure thing, and she almost got caught, her whole face turned red with embarrassment.

Soon the pants were washed. Xia Ruohan went to the balcony to dry them, and then slowly returned to Zhuo Qirui's bed.

At this time, her complexion had basically returned to normal.

Zhuo Qirui stretched out his left hand and held her little hand, feeling a chill coming from his palm.

His face was filled with distress, "Ruohan, are you cold? Look at your little hands being cold from the cold."

"Uh...Brother Rui, it's actually not that cold, just a little bit cold." Xia Ruohan smiled sheepishly after saying that.

A hint of warmth came from his big palm, which immediately warmed her heart.

He suddenly felt so touched that in such a cold weather, she, a delicate young lady, was willing to wash such a personal thing for him.

When he thought of this, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist.

Xia Ruohan saw tears flashing slightly in his eyes and couldn't help but become nervous, "Brother Rui, what's wrong? Does your arm hurt again?"

Zhuo Qirui shook his head, "No, it's just that something flew into his eyes just now, and it didn't feel very comfortable." He told a little lie.

"Something flew into your eye. Is it a bug? Let me help you take a look." As she said that, she got up and lay down in front of him.

He opened his eyelids with his hands and examined them carefully.

Zhuo Qirui looked at her face so close to him, the face that had appeared in his mind countless times, and his heartbeat suddenly stopped.

She was so close to him, as if her breath was carrying her body fragrance.

Xia Ruohan opened her eyes wide, "Brother Rui, there's nothing!"

"Then it could be that the bugs flew away, forget it."

Xia Ruohan could only give up after hearing this, "Brother Rui, do you feel better now?"

"much better."

For several days, Xia Ruohan ran up and down to serve Zhuo Qirui.

Zhuo Qirui saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart. He could clearly feel that his baby balls were pointed on his chin.

One day, while Xia Ruohan went out to get food, he sneaked into the bathroom and prepared to wash his hair.

He hadn't washed his hair for several days, and the pain in his arms made him sweat a lot. He felt that his scalp was itchy, and if he didn't wash it, his whole hair would stink.

But he was too embarrassed to bother Xia Ruohan to wash his hair, so he planned to wash it secretly while she was away.

He took a basin of warm water, then clumsily wetted his hair with his left hand, and then put the squeezed shampoo on his head and rubbed it.

It was really hard to wash his hands, and he quickly got bubbles everywhere.

Xia Ruohan came back and saw no one in the hospital bed.

My heart sank, why is Brother Rui missing? Could it be that his condition has worsened again?

Just as she was about to run out the door, she heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Is Brother Rui taking a shower?

She walked towards the bathroom in confusion, and opened the door with a click.

When she saw Zhuo Qirui with a foamy face, she couldn't help but laugh.

Zhuo Qirui turned around when he heard the voice, only to realize that he had been arrested.

He smiled sheepishly, showing his neat white teeth.

How could this man be so perfect! Xia Ruohan couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"Brother Rui, why did you wash your hair yourself? You see, your hands are inconvenient, and there are bubbles everywhere. What if you accidentally fall down and get another wound?" Although it was a reproach. His tone was filled with care and concern.

Zhuo Qirui didn't dare to speak anymore. He knew that he was wrong and he shouldn't have caused trouble for her. He would have waited obediently for her to come back to wash.

"Come, let me wash it for you." As she said that, she started rubbing his head with her soft little hands. With the fragrance of shampoo, more and more foam formed on his head.

Zhuo Qirui felt a slight numbness in his hair, which was very comfortable.

"Brother Rui, is this strength okay?"

"Ah."

After rubbing for a long time, Xia Ruohan felt that it was almost done. She picked up the showerhead and slowly poured water over his head.

Zhuo Qirui felt a burst of warm water flowing down from his scalp, and coupled with the rubbing force of her fingers, a full sense of happiness rose from the bottom of his heart.

Repeat several times and your hair is washed.

Xia Ruohan took a towel and wiped Zhuo Qirui's wet hair until it was semi-dry.

Xia Ruohan picked up the hair dryer nearby and was going to help him dry his hair.

"Ruohan, I can just do it myself." Zhuo Qirui said, going to take the hair dryer from her hand.

"Brother Rui, just let me come." Xia Ruohan said and turned on the hair dryer, and soon warm air blew over.

Zhuo Qirui felt a warm current wrap around his hair, feeling inexplicably relieved.

She blew his hair seriously, from front to back, from left to right.

Since his hair was short, it dried quickly.

"Brother Rui, it's okay, your hair is dry."

After washing his hair, Zhuo Qirui felt a little better.

A week later, Zhuo Qirui can be discharged from the hospital and go home to recuperate.

Returning to his apartment in Manhattan and sleeping on the bed he hadn't seen for a long time, Zhuo Qirui felt an indescribable sense of intimacy in his heart.

After settling Zhuo Qirui, Xia Ruohan started to dig through the refrigerator. She pulled out all the vegetables in the refrigerator, only to find that after being hospitalized for a week, the vegetables were all rotten.

She went to the nearby supermarket and bought some ribs, radish and green vegetables, and was going back to make pork rib soup for Zhuo Qirui.

It's been a week, and it's time to make up for it properly.

After returning to Zhuo Qirui's apartment, she started to get busy, making pork rib soup according to the method taught online.

A few hours later, the scent of meat gradually wafted into the air.

She grinned, it looked like the soup was pretty good.

Zhuo Qirui felt sorry as he watched her bustling about.

This eldest lady has never done such work at home, and she still has to serve herself when she comes here.