Mo Chuan let out a sigh of relief. Now that things had happened, he had no choice but to help her change her clothes.
"Ning'er, it's because you refuse to let go. When you wake up, you can't blame me." He stared down at her and said in a low voice.
Shen Ning replied vaguely: "Of course I don't blame you."
Mo Chuan's heart felt hot. The girl he was holding in his arms was actually his wife who had been married to Heaven and Earth. However, due to various reasons, the two had never been able to have sex. In his heart, she had long been his.
What should he avoid
But thinking so in his heart, when he really started to untie her clothes, his fingers could not help but tremble slightly, and he couldn't untie her clothes after several attempts.
He became annoyed and directly tore off the straps, peeled off her half-dry and half-wet coat, and then took off her underwear.
Although he tried his best to keep himself calm and not to look too much at her body, her jade skin and fragrant skin still inevitably caught his eye, making him blush and heartbeat. Although he wanted not to look at it, the thought of it made him blush. She is his wife, and her entire being belongs to him. So what if he just takes a look at her
But as soon as he looked at it, he couldn't help but feel passionate and distracted. He finally controlled himself, quickly took off her dress, picked up a dry cloth and quickly dried her body, and then changed it for her. The clothes that the peasant woman gave her were stuffed tightly into the quilt, with only a black-haired head exposed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
I felt like my back was dripping with sweat, and I was actually sweating all over.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath.
After changing her clothes, she was obviously sleeping more peacefully than before, but her face was still sickly red, and she obviously had a severe fever.
Her lips were no longer as red as water, but became dry and cracked, which made him feel distressed.
He went out to ask for a bowl of hot water from the peasant woman, then turned back and helped her up, trying to feed her water, but her lips were tightly closed and it was difficult for her to swallow.
Mo Chuan was so anxious that he could no longer care about anything else. He took a sip of water and lowered his head to feed her.
He fed several times in a row.
He raised his head and saw the shocked expression on the peasant woman's face. She was so embarrassed that her face was redder than red cloth, and she stood there helplessly.
Mo Chuan, however, looked as if nothing had happened and said calmly: "Auntie, has Uncle not invited Doctor Ma back yet?"
The peasant woman just woke up from a dream and said hurriedly: "I'm going to have a look, I'm going to have a look."
She turned around and walked out, her face burning with fever, and she was so ashamed of what she had just seen.
Today's young people are really bold and enthusiastic, and the intimacy between two people can actually be like that!
I have never tasted what it feels like to be cared for like this in my life.
She left with emotion and envy.
Doctor Ma hadn't arrived yet, and Shen Ning's fever had not subsided. She was shivering in the quilt, shivering all over, which made Mo Chuan extremely heartbroken.
He simply got on the bed, held her in his arms, and then used his internal energy to slowly send a warm internal energy into her body.
As for the great loss of his skills that this would cause, he no longer cared about it. As long as her illness could be cured, he didn't care even if he lost all his skills.
Sure enough, not long after, her body finally stopped shivering and was no longer as cold as ice.