Qiao Xin seemed to be frowning, how could it not, on the case of the cellphone given by Xiao Long, there was an engraved sentence, but Qiao Xin did not know the meaning of the engraved sentence.

"What does this mean?" Qiao Xin asked Xiao Long. An engraving made of gold adds to the impression of luxury.

Xiao Long just smiled, then he showed him his cell phone, and it was engraved too.

"On your phone, it means ugly duckling, on mine, it means handsome prince. Are you very satisfied now? Look, you are very lucky to marry a handsome prince like me, even though our marriage is temporary, at least you have won a lot. Can look at me directly, can be alone with me and more than that can sleep in the same bed with me. You are honorable and special, Qiqi."

"Isn't there a worse misfortune than that?" annoyed Qiao Xin. Xiao Long smiled at this. "Why are all the wallpapers on my phone with animated pictures of our wedding?" Qiao Xin protested. Xiao Long smiled again.

"We're husband and wife what's the problem? You are my wife, I am your husband, why are you always protesting in a natural way in husband and wife. Even on my phone, it's the same, and I've also set the theme of this phone according to ours. so as said this phone is a product between H Corporation and Hay-Tech, but our phone is the most special. No one else can match it and one might say with a pair of the world's only cell phones."

Qiao Xin snorted again, but who couldn't help it. She needed a cell phone. Then she looked back at Xiao Long, and the man seemed to be sweating profusely. The AC in the room has even been turned on. But how can Xiao Long sweat so much, especially when his face looks pale?

"Are you okay?" asked Qiao Xin, who seemed to be panicking with a pale face from Xiao Long.

"I am Young Mr. Han, what can really hurt me?"

Xiao Long immediately fainted in Qiao Xin's arms, making Qiao Xin shocked beyond measure. Xiao Long's body was hot, and his body looked so weak.

"I told you, you should go to the hospital. I'm afraid this wound of yours will get infected, Xiao Long. I called Grandpa first to call the family doctor to the house,"

Qiao Xin was about to leave, but Xiao Long grabbed her hand. Xiao Long's wistful face looked at Qiao Xin with a feeble look.

"I don't want to go to the doctor, I'm fine. You just take care of me."

"But-"

"I don't want to go to the doctor," Xiao Long stubbornly said.

Qiao Xin finally gave up too. She sat back down and led Xiao Long to sleep, covered him, and saw the wound on Xiao Long's palm. His blood was seeping again.

"I'll treat your wound again, you don't act too much and move a lot. It must be because you opened my phone earlier right? Just sleep, I'll find some medicine and warm water to compress you, remember don't move!" panicked as well as an order from Qiao Xin.

Xiao Long also smiled, then he nodded his head feebly, closed his eyes tightly, and let Qiao Xin busy herself.

Qiao Xin looked very busy. After she got warm water and applied Xiao Long's compress, she went back to treating Xiao Long's wound. The man is now not acting much, just resigned to his weak body. Qiao Xin looked at Xiao Long, who was still closed, and then she cursed herself. If Xiao Long didn't save her, Xiao Long wouldn't be hurt like this.

After doing everything, Qiao Xin went to the kitchen, made porridge and soup for Xiao Long, and returned. She placed the soup and porridge on the table, and then Qiao Xin sat back down beside Xiao Long, making sure that the towel on Xiao Long's forehead was still wet and warm.

Qiao Xin barely slept all night until she finally felt helpless. Unknowingly her head fell perfectly on Xiao Long's stomach, and she fell asleep.

In the morning, Xiao Long seemed to be moving his fingers. He was about to lift his body but was stopped when something heavy hit his stomach. When he found out that Qiao Xin's head was resting on his stomach, Xiao Long seemed to be silent for a moment, and he recalled what Tao had said a while ago when who told him to throw away all his hatred towards Qiao Xin and see Qiao Xin as a woman in the past. Generally. Xiao Long seemed to be silent for a moment and concentrated, looking at the face of Qiao Xin, who seemed very close to him. She very beautifully carved her black eyebrows on her face. Her round eyes looked beautiful with beautiful curly eyelashes. Her nose was sharp, and her lips were red and tiny, even her small face was not as big as her thumb, and more than that, it didn't matter about Qiao Xin's face or Qiao Xin's perfect posture, but Qiao Xin's treatment of him. It seemed very sincere, not even making it up.

What's more, Qiao Xin was the only woman who dared to scold him, the only woman who dared to command him. Xiao Long never thought that having a wife was so sweet. For then, he smiled again, looking at Qiao Xin's cell phone and his cell phone. He was lying, and the engraved didn't say an ugly duckling or a handsome prince, but rather a sentence I was Young Mr. Han's wife on Qiao Xin's cell phone, and it said, I am Young Lady Han's wife. What Xiao Long had intentionally carved in Italian was something Qiao Xin wouldn't understand what it meant.

"Are you awake?" asked Qiao Xin, who had suddenly opened her eyes wide, taking Xiao Long by surprise.

Xiao Long's face immediately turned red, and he looked away. It wouldn't be funny if Qiao Xin knew that he was secretly watching Qiao Xin's face while she was sleeping.

"Do you still have a fever? Why is your face so red?" Qiao Xin asked again.

"How can I sleep soundly, if my stomach is crushed by your elephant-sized head. even I can't breathe properly because of that elephant head of yours," Xiao Long annoyed.

Qiao Xin immediately took a sitting position, and then she smoothed her hair. She was looking at Xiao Long with an extremely embarrassed face.

"Sorry I did not mean it,"

"Even your drool is dripping down my precious belly and T-shirt," Xiao Long protested again.

Qiao Xin instantly wiped her lips, and it managed to make Xiao Long want to laugh about it. Yet, he still allowed Qiao Xin to continue acting such a disgrace.

"I'm hungry, make me breakfast!"

Qiao Xin glanced at the porridge and soup she had made last night, hoping that Xiao Long would wake up in the middle of the night. But unfortunately, the man did not wake up at all.

"Last night I made you porridge and soup but you didn't wake up. All right, I'll take it to the kitchen and make you a new one."

"Do not!"

Qiao Xin, who looked like she was about to pick up the bowls, immediately stopped her steps, looking at Xiao Long with a perplexed look.

"What is it?"

"I want to eat this porridge and soup, just warm it up."

"But it was last night."

"No problem, wasting food is not my motto."

Qiao Xin took a deep breath, even though she didn't understand Xiao Long's way of thinking, but she still had to obey Xiao Long. Her husband is sick now, and now she has to take care of him. Moreover, not only because Xiao Long had helped her, but back when she was ill, Xiao Long had taken care of her so well.

"Alright, I'll warm it up right away. You don't go anywhere and don't move much."

Xiao Long nodded. Qiao Xin quickly walked out carrying the bowl. Her mother-in-law, who was busy cooking together with one of the housekeepers, looked at Qiao Xin.

"Honey, what's wrong? Why are you bringing those two bowls with you?" asked her mother-in-law.

Qiao Xin also looked confused. What should she say? There's no way she could tell that Xiao Long is currently sick. Xiao Long doesn't want his family to panic.

"Oh, last night Xiao Long asked me to make porridge and soup. But he overslept, Mother. So now he's telling me to warm up this soup and porridge, wants him to eat it."

"Serious?" asked her mother-in-law, which managed to make Qiao Xin somewhat confused. "Heating food that was cooked last night, is not his style at all,"

"What Madam Han said is true, Young Lady Han. Usually, Young Mr. Han chose not to eat it or ordered it to be thrown away. So after that incident, we didn't dare to overcook and waited for Young Mr. Han to come home. We cooked when Young Mr. Han had just returned so that nothing like that happened, said one of the waiters there.

Qiao Xin was silent again. Neither did she know that such a thing would happen. Even she doesn't know about this, and even Xiao Long said that he never throws away food?

"Perhaps because it was his beloved wife who cooked this that's why Xiao Long ordered the food to be heated last night. You know, Qiqi, your husband now is really very romantic. Feel at home, and always be at home when you get home from work. Usually, he often spends time at the company or to the apartment, or even hangs out with his friends. But after getting married, it seems like home is really a very comfortable place for him. Mom really can't wait to have Mom's first grandchild, then Mom is called Grandma. Ah, that sounds so adorable!"

Qiao Xin couldn't help but smile bitterly. First grandson? Her son with Xiao Long? Just imagining it, Qiao Xin felt embarrassed.