Chapter 112

"Miss AI!" Steward Zhong was so frightened that she dared to pinch the young master's face. It was a big mistake.

"Er?" Xiaoai looks up at steward Zhong. Seeing that his face is a little white, she asks, "are you uncomfortable?"

Say, small AI is about to walk toward bell housekeeper, take a pulse for him.

As soon as I got up, my arm suddenly warmed.

Xiaoai looks down at his wrist and is always very warm when he suddenly holds it.

She turned her lips and looked back at Qiao Minghe. "What's the matter?"

For AI's face pinching action, Qiao Minghe is not a little unhappy, this is the first woman dare to touch him like this.

Even Joe mother, he was very repelled from his mother so pinching his face.

"Sit down!" Jominh pulled her back to the sofa and sat down.

On the opposite side, steward Zhong heard that the tone of the young master was very indulgent and warm, and his heart was put down in an instant.

The young master didn't mind!

However, the young master doesn't dislike people touching his face very much, especially women. Now it's not touching, but pinching like that.

He watched the young master grow up. The young master's character was a bit ancient, and even his wife would not touch his face.

"Don't make such a fuss in the future!" Qiao Minghe said to steward Zhong in a cold voice.

Scared the little woman!

Chamberlain Zhong nodded hurriedly, and there was a layer of sweat on his forehead. It seems that if anything happens in the future, don't worry about Bai Xiaoai. It's better to worry about yourself first.

Xiaoai sits beside Qiao Minghe, listening to him talking to Butler Zhong so cold, his smile on his face is slightly stiff.

She reached for his arm and pulled it down to lower him.

The altitude of this man is too high, so he sits much higher than AI. She wants to whisper to him, and she has to let him lean down slightly.

Jominh took a look at her and put his ear close to her lips.

"Can you not talk to Chamberlain Zhong so cold in the future? He is your elder who watched you grow up." AI whispered in his ear.

Qiao Minghe grew up with this attitude towards the people around him. No one has ever said anything. They are used to it.

His time and patience are limited. In the face of other people except Xiaoai, he has never had the patience to speak softly.

Although Xiaoai spoke in a low voice, he was not far away. Butler Zhong heard it.

In addition to his shock, he was also worried that if the young master ordered himself in a different tone, he would not be able to hear the real intention of his words for a while.

Over the years, when the young master said a word, they would judge the mood of the young master according to his tone and length of words.

Qiao Minghe looked at her from the side, and the tip of his nose just brushed against her lip.

Xiaoai only felt that the lips felt crispy for a while, and then it reached the top of her heart.

She moved away in a hurry, her eyes quivering subconsciously.

Shy again, Qiao Minghe's lips are slightly cocked, and his deep black eyes are full of doting light.

"Put the dinner down!" Qiao Minghe looks up at steward Zhong. His voice is still faint, but not as cold as before.

Butler Zhong asked the servant to put all the meals on a tea table in front of him.

Smelling the food, AI looked up.

It's still medicinal food, but the food is more abundant, just stir fried or stewed.

Xiaoai picked up the bowl and ate it on her own.

Qiao Minghe's black eyes affectionately look at her unabashed eating face. The longer the time is, the more ugly her nature is exposed!

He has a slight hook on his lips. He says it's not moon worship!

"If only I could leave the hospital earlier, although it is decorated like home, the smell of the disinfectant is still uncomfortable!" When Xiaoai was full, she began to complain.

"Hold on for a few more days, and when the scab falls, we'll go home!" Said jominkhwin.

Xiaoai nodded and said to him, "then you go home to sleep at night, and I'll sleep here, OK?"

"Why?" Qiao Minghe raises his eyebrows and looks at her.

"You go back to the big comfortable bed and sleep my share!" Xiaoai smiles and Mimi says that she wants to go to Yuan Luo's ward in the middle of the night to see a doctor for him.

Qiao Minghe thin lips a hook, deep eyes light motionless deep.

"No, we can roll on the bed every day and make up for these days." Qiao Minghe said slowly and low.

When he said that, AI's face turned red.

She doesn't mean that. How can he understand it!

Qiao Minghe is such a smart man. He had expected that little AI would go to find yuan luoye.

After dinner, AI went to the bathroom to take a bath.

This luxurious VIP ward is different. Even the bathroom is well decorated.

"Shall I wash it for you?" When Qiao Minghe saw that she was going to the bathroom, he asked slowly.

"No, just now the nurse has pasted the waterproof tape for me. After I wash it, just remove it." Little AI smiled at him. He was afraid that he would suddenly come in, so he hurriedly got in.

Qiao Minghe looked at the closed bathroom door, and the corner of his lips could not help drawing up an interesting arc.

He would like to see how she went to see yuan luoye.

After Xiaoai took a bath, she suddenly found that it was not at home. There was no bathrobe or towel in the bathroom.

This is terrible!

Xiaoai has been grinding inside for a long time. Finally, she opens her mouth and yells at Qiao Minghe outside, "would you please help me with the bath towel?"

"Inconvenient!" Qiao Minghe said these three words with thin lips.

Eh?

Xiaoai is confused by these three words. Is it difficult to take a bath towel?

"Then how can I get out?" Asked AI weakly.

"Come straight out! Anyway, we are husband and wife. There is no secret! " Qiao Minghe's legs are folded lazily. He puts down his laptop and looks at the direction of the bathroom in his spare time.

"Not so good!" Xiao AI is in a bit of a dilemma. Qiao Minghe seems to be trying to straighten her out.

He must have expected that there was no bath towel in the bathroom. When he just came in, he didn't remind himself.

This black bellied man!

AI's brain turned, and suddenly came up with a wonderful way.

She reached out and pinched her throat, pretending to have a cold cough.

All of a sudden, when she heard her cough, jominheton had no idea to tease her.

Get up, long legs toward the bathroom door.

"Open the door!"

Xiaoai opens the door honestly. She thinks he must have brought the bath towel.

Unexpectedly, when he opened the door, he found that he didn't take the bath towel at all.

As soon as he stepped in, his tall and upright figure shrouded her petite body and blocked the light pouring down from her head.

Qiao Minghe bent over and held her up.

Little Aton blushed with shame, but she was naked.

Being held in his arms like this, Xiaoai only feels that her private parts are not private.

Small head simply into his arms to hide.

Qiao Minghe did not squint, and brought the little woman to the hospital bed where Butler Zhong had replaced the new sheets and quilts.

Cover the quilt for her, Qiao Minghe said: "steward Zhong forgot to prepare the bath towel!"

"Ah" AI can only stay in bed for a while.

She looked at his tall figure, turned around and sat back on the sofa. How could she suddenly feel that he was the darkest man in the world!

It's not obvious to trap her. She can't go anywhere!

How dare steward Zhong forget to prepare bath towel!

Qiao Minghe sits quietly on the sofa and doesn't look at AI.

Just now, although he didn't squint, the little woman's white body was in her arms. It really couldn't pretend to be invisible.

Her body can feel her Softness, it seems very sweet, people can't help but want to bite.

Fortunately, his self-control was pretty good. Qiao Minghe finally held back and didn't let his breathing get a little disordered.

Just, how long will it take to eat her?

Xiaoai is lying on the bed alone. He really doesn't want to dress himself. Does he just sleep all night?

She quietly looked at him. He had already taken the computer and was still busy.

"Well, I want to go to the toilet!" Said AI in a low voice.

"I'll help you!" Qiao Minghe raised his eyes, and looked at them slowly.

AI shook her head in surprise. "No, or you can bring me the suit I just wore, OK?"

"It's dirty. I can't wear it any more!" Qiao Minghe said with a smile.

"It's OK!" Ya, better than naked!

"But I'm really in a hurry!" Xiaoai's face was slightly wrinkled, and she pretended to be very urgent.

Qiao Minghe looked at it, and the corner of his lips could not help but tilt slightly: "now you are more and more not paying attention to the image. Do you want me to show you a mirror? You are ugly

Smell speech, small AI frustrated Du Du mouth.

"We are so familiar with each other. I don't think I can be more elegant in front of you. It's better to show my nature!" Xiaoai said with a smile.

"Good! It's better for you to get out of bed and go to the toilet directly! " The smile of Qiao Minghe's lips is clear.

AI's face reddened again.

What she said is not to show her nature. Don't misunderstand all the time, OK?

Xiaoai sees that he really doesn't want to let himself wear clothes, so he has to stop for a while.

It seems that it's not realistic to go to yuan luoye in the middle of the night.

Little eysox closed his eyes and began to sleep.

I don't know when, Qiao Minghe also went to bed, and AI felt the warm body close in his half sleep, instinctively clinging to it.

Qiao Minghe just took a bath, but his body was a little cold, but the little woman beside him was naked. She was so smooth that she could not help arousing desire when touching her.

However, the woman even put her bare legs directly on his thigh, extended her long arms and held him tightly.

Jominheton was afraid to move. On his shoulder, it was the soft place of a woman that would make him unable to hold.

He took a deep breath. This stupid woman has no defense at all. I don't know how provocative it is!

Xiaoai feels uncomfortable with her legs. She feels hard and moves up instinctively. She wants to find a more comfortable place.

Skin friction, the air wheezing sounded the ambiguous to the strong point of the breath.

What's your desire at the touch