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My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!

Chapter 173 - 175 _1
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Chapter 173: Chapter 175 _1

Qiao Duo’er desperately tried to struggle out of that world, but every attempt ended in failure.

That world seemed to have a powerful suction force she couldn’t resist.

Suddenly, she remembered Tan Zhenghong. She liked the way he smiled, the feeling of him liking her, and his indulgence toward her.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Qiao Duo’er suddenly felt someone tugging at her clothes.

Qiao Duo’er abruptly opened her eyes and grabbed the person’s wrist.

A murderous look flashed in her eyes, but her hand was so weak and soft that she couldn’t muster any strength.

Tan Zhenghong steadied himself and said softly, "Wife, you have a fever and your body is all sweaty. Let me wipe you down to make you a bit more comfortable."

Hearing the familiar voice, Qiao Duo’er then let go.

Thank goodness she had struggled out of the dream, and thank goodness she was still in Tan Zhenghong’s world.

Without realizing it, she had become so attached to Tan Zhenghong.

"Should I ask big sister-in-law to come?" Tan Zhenghong thought of Hu’s Clan.

They were both women, so his wife probably wouldn’t object, right?

But he hadn’t anticipated Qiao Duo’er’s reaction to be even more intense; this was her privacy, she didn’t want anyone to see, regardless of their gender.

At this point, Tan Zhenghong was at a loss, but then he heard Qiao Duo’er say, "You do it."

When Qiao Duo’er opened her eyes again, it was already evening.

With every move she made, Tan Zhenghong would ask anxiously, "Wife, how are you feeling?"

"I need to go to the toilet," Qiao Duo’er said weakly.

She was the very definition of ’falling ill like a collapsing mountain’, strong as an ox just yesterday, and now so wilted that she seemed to lack the strength to even lift a cup.

Tan Zhenghong understood, "I’ll go get you a chamber pot."

Soon, Qiao Duo’er was sitting on the chamber pot behind the curtain.

She had been carried there by Tan Zhenghong, and the thought made her face burn with embarrassment.

"Tan Zhenghong, can you please step out for a moment?" Qiao Duo’er weakly requested.

The curtain might block the view, but not the sound. Thinking that Tan Zhenghong could hear what was happening inside, she found it impossible to relieve herself. 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓾𝒷.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Tan Zhenghong agreed and went to the doorway.

After getting dressed, Qiao Duo’er emerged from behind the curtain.

Only after returning to the bed did Qiao Duo’er call out.

"Didn’t I tell you to wait for me?" Tan Zhenghong glared at Qiao Duo’er.

She was enervated from the fever. What if she had fallen accidentally?

Qiao Duo’er helplessly said, "Am I really that frail? I slept all day and feel much better."

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