After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Every inch of my body covered by the thin cashmere felt like it was burning, and the veins in my chest and limbs were noticeably congested and swollen.

His current physical condition is indeed not good, but because he has been well taken care of these days, it is much better than Shen Jinmo expected.

However, this pain, if placed on Shen Jinmo in the past, actually could not affect Shen Jinmo's actions.

He could even hold the whip and whip people right now.

But Shen Jinmo had no intention of moving his body. If he accidentally opened the wounds, Xie Nanxing would definitely be sulking for a long time.

Regaining control of his neck, Shen Jinmo slowly moved his head and looked towards the bedpost.

After counting the empty cloth bags, Shen Jinmo felt a slight sour and sweet feeling in his heart.

Xie Nanxing ate his snacks obediently.

His Xie Nanxing is so well behaved, so well behaved.

Now there are still two bags of snacks left.

He should not have missed his first Spring Festival after getting married to Xie Nanxing.

The door was gently pushed open from the outside, and along with the sound of the door being pushed open came Xie Nanxing's detailed inquiries into Shen Jinmo's ears.

In fact, Shen Jinmo could not really hear what Xie Nanxing was asking. Just listening to the voice and the restrained cough mixed in it was enough to make Shen Jinmo feel uneasy.

Xie Nanxing's health is much worse now.

Even though Xie Nanxing's body had recovered a lot, Shen Jinmo still felt unprecedented self-loathing because of Xie Nanxing's sick state.

Whenever Xie Nanxing's body recovered to the same level as the men around him, something unexpected would happen to Shen Jinmo, which would pull Xie Nanxing's body back a big step.

Shen Jinmo even felt frustrated that falling in love with him, Shen Jinmo, and becoming his husband was the greatest misfortune in Xie Nanxing's life.

But even if it is unfortunate, Shen Jinmo will never give Xie Nanxing to anyone else in this life.

If there is an afterlife, Shen Jinmo hopes that Xie Nanxing's love for him will not be so deep.

It is best to be lighter, more indifferent, and more free and unrestrained.

The moment the bedroom curtain was lifted, Shen Jinmo had already suppressed all his emotions.

His eyes were filled with tenderness when they fell on Xie Nanxing, and wrapped in that tenderness was full of pride.

His Xie Nanxing has survived another test, so Shen Jinmo has no reason not to be proud.

At this time, Xie Nanxing was holding a bag of snacks in one hand and picking out things in a cloth bag with the other.

Xie Nanxing didn't deliberately choose any particular snack from them. He just liked to kill time by picking and choosing when he didn't feel like eating.

Taking out a piece of dried meat from the bag, Xie Nanxing put the cloth bag in Xiao Gao's hand, tore the dried meat into small strips and put them into his mouth, then slowly chewed and swallowed.

Xie Nanxing walked towards Shen Jinmo very calmly, his steps steady and light.

He didn't seem to be excited about Shen Jinmo's awakening.

And there was really no need for him to be excited about Shen Jinmo's awakening at this time.

Because Shen Jinmo was about to wake up.

Because if Shen Jinmo wakes up now, he will still be in pain.

Taking the pillow off the couch and placing it on the footstool, Xie Nanxing sat on the pillow and took off his shoes. After thinking for a while, he took out a blanket from the couch and wrapped himself tightly.

He picked up the dried meat again, tore it into strips, and ate it bite by bite.

The clear eyes were fixed on Shen Jingmo quietly, and in the blink of an eye, the image of a sober person was imprinted in his mind.

Xie Nanxing began to smile at Shen Jinmo, a shallow, calm, and warm smile.

Everything before my eyes was extremely peaceful and beautiful, so beautiful that it seemed as if this bend in the landscape had never been attacked by cold winds or rainstorms.

In fact, Xie Nanxing only wanted to show Shen Jinmo one thing:

During the time when Shen Jinmo was in a coma, Xie Nanxing took good care of himself just like he did today.

I didn't starve myself, I didn't freeze myself, and I didn't torture myself out of heartache.

But how convincing is this face that is obviously covered with powder and rouge?

Shen Jinmo really felt that Xie Nanxing was so stupid, so stupid.

As soon as the thought of raising his hand came to his mind, Xie Nanxing hurriedly stopped eating the dried meat, lowered his head and pressed his face against Shen Jinmo's hand.

He knew that Shen Jinmo wanted to touch his face, and Shen Jinmo might also want to pinch his waist.

But when Shen Jinmo's fingertips gently wiped the powder and rouge off his face, Xie Nanxing knew that he had failed miserably.

His eyes were a little vague, and Xie Nanxing didn't dare to look Shen Jinmo in the eye.

Did he do what he promised to Shen Jinmo?

He's a bit useless, isn't he?

"Dear, it doesn't hurt."

Shen Jinmo opened his eyes, and the first thing he said to Xie Nanxing was that he wasn't in pain.

Xie Nanxing slowly closed her eyes and rubbed Shen Jinmo's palm with her cheek.

"I know."

Shen Jinmo is also a living person, so Xie Nanxing knows that Shen Jinmo is also in pain.

Shen Jinmo's originally poor energy improved a lot the moment he touched Xie Nanxing's cheek.

Just as Xie Nanxing had been unable to suppress his dry cough, it was suppressed when it touched Shen Jinmo's palm.

"My dear, are you tired these days?"

"A little tired."

Without opening his eyes, tears flowed from them, washing away the powder on his face and wetting Shen Jinmo's palms.

Xie Nanxing felt that this rouge was not waterproof, so she would definitely ask Yang Huai to find someone to re-develop it and make a waterproof rouge rouge in the future.

"But every time I feel tired, you remind me to go to bed, and when I wake up from my sleep, I won't be tired anymore."

After waking up from a good sleep, Xie Nanxing had new hopes.

Shen Jinmo's injuries today will be somewhat better than tomorrow's.

"Xie Nanxing, has our family started preparing for the New Year?"

Shen Jinmo would never ask Xie Nanxing why he didn't take good care of himself.

He would not even ask Xie Nanxing why he did not do what he promised.

Because, originally, it was Shen Jinmo's own responsibility to take good care of the sick child.

She moved her cheek away from Shen Jinmo's palm, and immediately put her hand back into Shen Jinmo's palm to comfort him.

Xie Nanxing looked at Shen Jinmo with a look that said you've lost a lot: "Husband, you're so stupid. If you had woken up later, you would have felt less pain for a few days."

“No loss, I made a profit.”

Shen Jinmo felt that every time he could see Xie Nanxing more, he was rewarded by fate.

The setting sun came into the house, casting a small spot of light on Xie Nanxing.

The light spot moved from Xie Nanxing's shoulder to his arm, and finally landed on the hands of Shen Jinmo and Xie Nanxing that were overlapped.

Time and the warm sun have slowed down their pace because of the quiet tenderness at this moment.