Quick Wear: The little girl is spoiled by the love-brained boss

Chapter 48 The Marshal's Little Flower Fairy (23)

Huo Ci felt panicked when he saw her start to cry again.

He lowered his head and kissed her eyes closely, trying to kiss away all her tears.

During the days and nights of separation, he didn't even dare to miss her.

It’s not that he didn’t want to call her. God knows how much he wanted to hear her voice.

But he didn't dare, for he was afraid that he would not be able to suppress his crazy thoughts and do something impulsive.

But after suppressing it for too long, the surging love almost swallowed up his sanity.

In the dim bedroom, two people hugged each other tightly and kissed passionately.

They were lingering and sad, venting their long-pent-up love to each other.

"My dear, don't cry..."

Huo Ci kept kissing her on the face, his hot breath spraying on her cheeks which were flushed from being kissed.

The man coaxed her in a hoarse voice: "My little baby has cried like a kitten..."

He kissed and coaxed her for a long time.

Yu Qing gradually calmed down in his arms and moved the hand he was holding.

He said in a trembling voice: "Huo Ci, I miss you so much."

When the person he loves says that he misses him, even the coldest and hardest man will be softened.

When the two met again, it seemed that Yu Qing was heartbroken and collapsed, but in fact, he was the one who was almost losing his mind and going crazy.

Trying your best to suppress the surging emotions.

He lowered his head to find her soft lips and held them, rubbing against her...

"I miss you too. My heart aches and I can't sleep at night."

"I love you...Xiaobao..."

Huo Ci whispered to her his thoughts and love.

Yu Qing suddenly felt his face wet.

She blinked and didn't cry.

Huo Ci is crying?

She raised her eyes to look at him, but the man buried his head in the crook of her neck.

The next second, her neck was also wet...

Yu Qing stretched out the hand that was not receiving the IV and gently patted his back to comfort him.

"Aci."

"You're hurt, aren't you?"

"Is it serious? Can I take a look?"

……

Unexpectedly, the man holding her burst into tears.

Yu Qing had no choice but to ask Xiao Naitang: [Xiao Naitang, can you check Huo Ci's physical condition? ]

Little Naitang: [Yes, sir, he was indeed shot in the chest, but he is almost healed. ]

Only after hearing this did she finally feel relieved.

Yu Qing was still running a fever at the moment. After his excitement had subsided, his physical discomfort became obvious again.

Now there is finally someone I can act coquettishly with.

"Aci——"

Huo Ci took a deep breath into her neck and looked up at her, "What's wrong, Xiaobao?"

Yu Qing pouted, aggrieved, "I feel so uncomfortable - wuwuwu -"

As she spoke, she raised her hand that was receiving the IV and waved it in front of his eyes.

Huo Ci knew that the little girl was just acting coquettishly with him, probably trying to divert his attention so that he wouldn't be so sad.

But when he saw her pale, haggard face and emaciated body, his heart felt as if it had been cut by a sharp knife, stabbing him sharply.

I looked up at the infusion bottle and it was almost empty.

So he coaxed her softly, "My dear, this bottle of medicine will be finished soon. I'll go get the doctor to take a look."

Yu Qing let go of him obediently and sat back on the soft pillow.

Huo Ci came back soon with the doctor.

The doctor removed the needle and Huo Ci gently pressed the needle hole for her.

I took my temperature and the fever has gone down.

"Marshal, my wife's fever has subsided, but it may come back at night."

Huo Ci frowned when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "I know, thank you for your hard work."

After the doctor left, Yu Qing threw herself into his arms again.

Huo Ci was startled by her sudden movement and hurriedly caught her.

"Why are you in such a hurry? You're still sick. Be careful."

Yu Qing pursed his lips and muttered in dissatisfaction: "You've only been back for a short time, and you're already being mean to me."

Thinking of his injury, he added, "Let me see your injury."

Huo Ci held her body for a moment and said in a low voice: "My dear, it's not good to watch. I won't watch it anymore."

Yu Qing was a little dissatisfied, with a soft crying tone in her voice: "Why don't you let me see it? I want to see it!"

She knew he didn't show it to her because he was afraid she would worry.

But the more he didn't let her watch, the more worried she became.

Yu Qing was a little anxious and raised her hand to unbutton the man's shirt.

Huo Ci held her rebellious little hand with one hand and said with a smile: "Xiaobao is so enthusiastic? Can I go take a bath first?"

Whenever he teased her like this, the girl would always become too shy to move.

But now Yu Qing was preoccupied with his injury, and ignored his teasing, insisting on unbuttoning his shirt to have a look.

Huo Ci sighed. He couldn't refuse any of her requests.

"My dear, promise me that you won't cry anymore, and I will show you."

Yu Qing nodded randomly.

The man loosened his grip on her hand and she quickly unbuttoned the remaining buttons.

They had been intimate many times, and she remembered every scar on his body.

Now looking at it, there are more than just one or two wounds.

Yu Qing bit her lips and her body was shaking slightly.

Seeing that the little girl was about to cry again, Huo Ci quickly hugged her in his arms.

"I just coaxed him into crying. Xiaobao promised me that he wouldn't cry anymore."

The voice was full of pampering and helplessness.

"My little treasure turned out to be a crybaby."

Yu Qing supported his chest with both hands and pushed him away.

He kissed the new gunshot wound next to his heart with a trembling hand.

Huo Ci was stunned, his mind went blank.

Yu Qing heard his heartbeat like a drum.

The sad mood just now has passed, and I think back to the days when I was worried, feared and wronged.

she**********

(Qingqing didn't do anything, really, I swear.)

Then he noticed that Huo Ci's whole body was tense.

His breathing became noticeably faster, and even the rise and fall of his chest became more intense.

But the bad guy just won't give up.

Her fingertips lightly touched his pectoral muscles.

Tsk, solid as a rock.

Yu Qing asked innocently: "Aci, what's wrong with you?"

Huo Ci knew very well that she did it on purpose.

Gritting his teeth, he whispered, "Xiaobao, you're relying on your illness so I don't dare touch you, right? Hmm?"

Yu Qing raised her head and pressed her forehead and nose against his.

Their breathing intertwined, both of them somewhat out of control.

"Huo Ci."

"Ok?"

"I love you."

Huo Ci took a deep breath.

next second.

Yu Qing was pressed into the soft mattress by the man and was covered in passionate kisses.

(Just a kiss, I promise)

……

A little farewell is better than a wedding.

The two were reunited after a long separation.

*********

Yu Qing had clearly sensed that something was wrong.

(It was her illusion, nothing happened!)

Huo Ci was right, she dared to tease him like this.

She just relied on the fact that she was sick and he wouldn't do anything to her.

But she still underestimated the shamelessness of men.

Or perhaps it was underestimating the man who had been holding it in for more than two months.

As they were kissing, the man's shirt, which had just been unbuttoned, was taken off directly.

"Xiaobao, do you want to see it?"

"Come, my husband will let you see enough."

As he spoke, he searched for her lips.

The big palm took her small hand and touched his chest.

Yu Qing’s trembling fingertips happened to pass over (the inner one, the inner one).

The man groaned, "Hmm..."

Low-key and sexy.

It was the kind of magnetic voice that made her ears feel pregnant!

Terrible!

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