Seeing that she was more active than yesterday, Jiang Beichen relaxed her.

Song Xiaoya lifted the quilt and got out of bed. After she got used to it, she went to the bathroom.

Probably the disease really good, she now has physical strength, will not appear the whole body soft situation, good happy.

Jiang Beichen leaned on the bed and listened carefully to the sound coming from the bathroom. Until she recovered, she was in a good mood in the early morning.

In the bathroom, song Xiaoya takes off her clothes. She wants to take off the ring and put it aside. But she suddenly remembers Jiang Beichen's warning yesterday.

Dare to take down the ring again, and see how I deal with you!

She looked at the outside through the glass, with lingering fear. Finally, she gave up the idea of taking down the ring and let her wear it.

After sweating, song Xiaoya's body is too sticky. In the bathroom, she just washes her hair and takes a bath. She completely forgets to bring in her changed clothes in advance. After washing, she finds that there are no clothes for her in the bathroom at all.

She was a little confused. She wondered if she burned her brain when she had a fever yesterday. She didn't take clothes in the shower.

Just got up, when I came in, I was wearing pajamas. At this time, I was already wet with water, and I could not wear them.

Looking around the bathroom, the only thing that can cover the body is the bath towel.

Song Xiaoya can't help but collapse. She bites her teeth. After struggling for a moment, she chooses to wrap herself up with a bath towel.

After drying her hair, song Xiaoya opens the bathroom door. First he showed his head and looked out. Jiang Beichen is still leaning on his head, watching the news.

Song Xiaoya put on the body of the bath towel around some tight, this slowly out of the bathroom, came to the bedroom.

Jiang Beichen is watching the news of the current epidemic situation in s city. After hearing the sound of the bathroom door, he turns his eyes around. Then, his eyes can't help but stagnate. A look of evil spirit flashed on his cold face.

Eyes firmly stay in Song Xiaoya's body, like a cheetah locked in the target.

She was surrounded by a bath towel, showing her delicate figure, white arms, and water drops on her shoulders. This limited level of the screen, let Jiang Beichen can't help but move the Adam's apple.

Is this woman standing in front of him with no clothes on purpose and only a bath towel?

He reached for the top two buttons of his shirt and sat up to look at her.

When did this woman learn this move? Ha ha, is her brain finally enlightened?

Next, song Xiaoya pulls a bath towel in one hand and walks toward Jiang Beichen with a little caution. She looks at his eyes that are about to burst out flames and screams in her heart.

"My clothes are in my sister's room..." She didn't want to dress like this. "I'll call her and ask her to deliver the clothes."

She reaches for Jiang Beichen's mobile phone, but Jiang Beichen grabs it quickly. He looks at the person in front of him, "I think your dress is very good."

Finish saying, eyes also intentionally stay on her body for a few seconds, the evil in the eyes is not concealed.

Song Xiaoya is slow to respond. When she finds out, she subconsciously steps back. Then she covers the "scenery" on her body. Her face turns red because of shame. She is angry, "Jiang Beichen, what are you doing?"

Eyes can not be so deliberate!

"Song Xiaoya, I haven't seen you. I don't know what you look like all over you." Jiang Beichen suddenly gets up from the bed, quickly walks forward, embraces her waist and says in her ear.

Being seen by her husband and not suffering losses, it's a matter of course that there's nothing to hide.

Song Xiaoya heard his words, and her face was even more red. She glared at him discontentedly, ashamed and angry.

Seeing that she was really angry and pursed her lips in protest, Jiang Beichen gave a low smile, then gently kissed her on the lips and released her.

"Here you are." He gave her his cell phone.

Song Xiaoya was stunned for a moment. He didn't give it to her on purpose just now. He made fun of her on purpose, big villain.

She reached for the phone, typed in Milan's number and dialed it out.

"How are you, Xiaoya? Is the fever gone?" Hearing song Xiaoya's voice, Milan immediately inquired about it.

"I'm all right. I'm all right." She nodded, then said awkwardly, "sister Milan, can you ask someone to give me my clothes, I've left them in your room..."

Song Xiaoya's voice is intermittent. She feels embarrassed about this request.

"Wait a minute. I'll send it to you now. I just want to see you." Milan simply agreed.

Song Xiaoya just said thank you, and then reported Jiang Beichen's room number to Milan.

After returning the mobile phone to Jiang Beichen, song Xiaoya avoids Jiang Beichen, and then climbs onto the bed, hiding her whole body in the quilt, revealing only one head.She this kind of lovely action, let Jiang Beichen see some can't help laughing, are already old husband and wife, when can her shy problem change.

He pursed his lips, then untied the remaining buttons of his shirt.

"What are you doing?" His action startled song Xiaoya.

What did he do with his clothes all of a sudden in the daytime?

And Milan are coming soon.

"I'll take a bath." Jiang Beichen took off his shirt and threw it on the bed, revealing his strong muscles.

He had been sleeping with her all night last night, and his clothes were all wet with her sweat.

After that, he glanced at her and said, "put on your clothes."

"Jiang Beichen, why are you so childish?" Song Xiaoya some speechless looked at his shirt, actually let her wear his clothes, this person is not too naive, thought it was a house.

Jiang Beichen because in a good mood, did not care about her words, kindly remind her, "if you want to see people around the towel, I don't care."

"I'm not wearing the leftover clothes you wear." She said scornfully.

Jiang Beichen's eyebrows wrinkled, when he let her wear his leftover clothes, eyes fell on the bed shirt, he knew she understood wrong.

"I mean there are clean clothes in the trunk. You can find one to put on first." After that, he went into the bathroom with his bare arms.

As soon as Jiang Beichen closes the bathroom door, song Xiaoya immediately gets up from the bed and goes to the suitcase to find clothes.

Inside the box are Jiang Beichen's clothes, all gray or black, only the handmade sweater is off white.

Song Xiaoya compares her body and finds that the length of her handmade sweater is just right for her to wear as a dress, and the length has reached her thigh.