Mr. Nian, Your Wife Refuses To Be The Substitute - Chapter 700
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Chapter 700

700 Move: little _1

Ning Qing's heart skipped a beat, and warmth rushed up from her neck.

I won't be a coward!

Nian lie knew that she was going to reject him, but his gaze remained indifferent. I asked you to take care of me, but that's what a nurse should do. You're not even willing to feed me soup. What are you doing here?

His words were a little overbearing.

Ning Qing suppressed her unwillingness and tried her best to convince herself,it's just a soup, what's there to care about?

She steadied her breathing and said, okay, I'll feed you.

She reached out, picked up the bowl, took a spoon from the side, and put it in the thick soup.

Ning Qing was very mechanical. She scooped up a spoonful and sent it directly to his mouth.

Nian lie glanced at the spoon that was brought to his mouth. His thin lips moved slightly. hot.

One word, and it was inexplicably teasing.

Ning Qing's hand felt like it was on fire, and even her heart felt a little uncomfortable.

She lowered her eyes, retracted her hand in a panic, and blew on it.

Nian lie's dark eyes held a hint of a smile, but it disappeared before she could raise her head.

The soup of the right temperature was brought to his lips. He moved forward slightly, and his thin lips pressed tightly against the edge of the spoon. Ning Qing lifted her lips slightly, and the liquid was sent into his mouth.

He focused his gaze and said with a hint of admiration, it tastes good.

Ning Qing was stunned. She didn't know why, but the back of her ear started to burn.

After that, the two of them didn't say anything and just quietly finished the bowl of chicken soup.

Nian lie was a little full. He was indeed full just now, but she had specially prepared chicken soup for him. How could he waste her good intentions?

Thinking of this, the man's heart felt a little more comfortable, and even the pain in his body dissipated a lot.

Ning Qing removed the small table and sat on a chair at the side, feeling relieved.

Come here and help me, the man said before she could be quiet for long.

Ning Qing stood up hesitantly and went to his side. what's wrong?

help me move the pillow. It's not comfortable to lean on.

Ning Qing looked at the pillow behind him and then back at his face. The man's face was calm and did not have any intention of making things difficult for her.

She let out a breath of air and leaned over to grab the pillow behind him.

He couldn't pull it.

She used both her hands to carefully avoid him, but this position still trapped him between her hands.

: Move: little: : Ning Qing did not dare to lower her head and reminded him numbly.

Nian lie's eyes darkened. what did you say?

Ning Qing's face turned red before she could think of anything else. move. I can't.

Nian lie lifted his eyelids. Her fair and delicate face was right in front of him. Her red lips were tightly pursed, and she looked extremely alluring.

Not to mention, he had once enjoyed this beautiful moment.

His voice unconsciously became hoarse. I can't move.

Ning Qing couldn't care less and grabbed the corner of the pillow hard.

Suddenly, an arm wrapped around her from behind.

Her back stiffened. She pushed the man away and took a few steps back. With a red face, she was about to scold him. Nian lie, you're being stubborn.

Uh,

The man clutched his chest, his expression pained.

Ning Qing's mind went blank. what's wrong with you?

Nian lie's breathing became labored, and his face turned pale. It was obvious that he had developed a problem after being pushed by her.

She couldn't care less about what had just happened. I'll call the doctor, she said anxiously. wait for me!

Before she could turn around, he held her hand.

There's no need, ran ran. Don't leave, Nian lie stopped her with a weak voice.

Ning Qing couldn't take another step.

He panted heavily, and she wanted to break free, but when she touched his hand on his chest, she stopped.

After a few minutes, the man's breathing gradually stabilized.

He let go of her before she could, and with a sickly weakness, he said, ning Qing, I asked you to move the pillow for me. You want my life.