Yes, because you getting sick again and making the mess worse is worse than me doing something for a change. *He huffs.* Don't be silly.
...let me clean up and get you something to drink, then I'll lay down with you.
...let me clean up and get you something to drink, then I'll lay down with you.
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This wife doesn't want you to work, but I can't stop you neither. [Huffs.]
*He'll press a small kiss to Mu Qing's forehead - his mouth tastes... not kissable.*
Go lay down, love.
[One last snuggle before he finally lets his poor husband go, time to go to bed.]
Juhua gets along just fine with my mom, so don't worry too much over her.
*Off he goes, cleaning peepaw time*
[Dragging himself to bed, eugh eugh. This is painful.]
How are you feeling?