Chapter 638 Undressing

After breakfast, Yuan Xue followed the doctor's advice and used the most basic physical method to wipe Su Xiangwan's body with alcohol and warm water.

Su Xiangwan was still groggy and unable to raise his spirits.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, it was already afternoon.

Her throat was still dry and sore, as if it was on fire, very hot.

With effort, he lifted his heavy eyelids, and made a rustling sound.

Someone helped her up, and a glass of warm water was brought to her lips.

Su Xiangwan gulped down several mouthfuls before he regained consciousness.

His eyes fell on the hand holding the water glass, and he was a little absent-minded.

That hand was big, with clean and slender fingers, each nail was neatly trimmed, and there was a pale pink crescent on the edge of the finger.

Su Xiangwan raised his head subconsciously and met a pair of concerned eyes.

After being stunned for a moment, a smile suddenly appeared: "When did you come?"

"Just arrived." Mu Beiting's voice was low, and he touched her forehead with his big hand.

Still a little burnt.

But it looks like he just slept and sweated a little, so he should be getting better.

Mu Beiting bowed and kissed her lips, and licked them lightly.

Su Xiangwan quickly hid back, covered her mouth with her two small hands, and stared at him: "It's contagious."

Mu Beiting took her little hand away, pinched her chin, stared at her carefully for a while, and said slowly: "I've only been away for a few days, and I've become so ill. It doesn't make me worry at all."

"I'm just not acclimatized, so you can't blame me, right?"

Su Xiangwan couldn't help but hug him back, his strong body, familiar temperature and breath.

It's nice to see him alive.

"Let go, I'll wipe it for you." Mu Beiting said in a deep voice, with no room for rejection.

Su Xiangwan was not afraid of him, and hugged his waist tightly, with her small face pressed against his chest: "Will you hug me for a while?"

Mu Beiting looked at her with slightly lowered eyes, and protected her with one hand, feeling like his heart was about to melt.

"Miss me?" he asked quietly.

Su Xiangwan remained silent, playing with the buttons on his shirt with his little hands, just wanting to get tired of being with him like this.

His big hand pinched her small chin, bowed his head and kissed her hard.

The soft and moist tongue twitched in her mouth, entwining her cunt and sinking with him.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Xiangwan had difficulty breathing.

Pushing his small hands on his chest, pushing him away a little, breathing heavily, her face blushing and extremely shy.

Mu Beiting only felt that his throat was tight, obviously he even had a child.

But he still loses control when he sees her.

Withdrawing his gaze, he didn't look at her again.

He got up and took off his suit jacket and hung it up, took off his tie, and loosened two collars of his shirt.

He rolled up his sleeves and went to the bathroom with the basin and alcohol.

Su Xiangwan rested his cheeks in a daze, and seemed a little not sober.

When Mu Beiting came out again, he was holding a light pink basin with a towel soaked in it, which exuded a faint smell of alcohol.

Su Xiangwan sat on the bed with a baby in his arms, staring blankly at him.

After soaking the towel in the basin and wringing it dry, Mu Beiting stood by the bed, looking down at her with deep black eyes.

Su Xiangwan looked at him stupidly, his brain seemed to be rusted, and he didn't know what to do.

A few seconds later, I saw that she had no intention of cooperating.

Mu Beiting said in a deep voice, "Take off your clothes."

"En... um...?" Su Xiangwan was stunned, unable to react for a while.

His dark and deep gaze slid across her small face and landed on her light blue nightdress.