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Chapter 178: Chapter 180 Cute Little Panties_1
His wife clenched her teeth tightly the whole time, clearly in discomfort with such a high fever, yet she stubbornly kept silent.
Tan Zhenghong said softly, "Wife, how about you don’t play the hero anymore, okay?"
He didn’t care what Qiao Duo’er’s past life had been like, and he didn’t care whether Qiao Duo’er was willing or not; all he knew was that Qiao Duo’er was his wife, and he would always protect her.
From now on, she would just be a common little wife, responsible for being happy.
Soon the temperature rebounded, and Tan Zhenghong repeated the action he had just done.
After several such cycles, the temperature finally stabilized a bit.
After doing all this, he went out to boil another half pot of water.
Once boiled, he mixed the hot water with the cooled water from the kettle to make warm water and then fed it to Qiao Duo’er. Qiao Duo’er, who was very thirsty, drank two cups of water in one go.
After she drank the water, she began to sweat, and Tan Zhenghong finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Sweating indicated that the fever would soon subside, but Tan Zhenghong became even more careful, knowing that excessive sweating could lead to dehydration.
So whenever Qiao Duo’er’s lips became dry, he hurriedly fed her some water, making sure it was neither too little nor too much.
Before long, Qiao Duo’er’s clothes were all wet.
Tan Zhenghong wiped her down, the upper body was easier since he had seen it a few times already. Although still excited, he was able to restrain himself.
Maybe just taking a couple more glances...
When it came to the lower body, Tan Zhenghong hesitated.
Should he remove them?
Or not?
If he didn’t, she would certainly be uncomfortable, but if he did, he feared his wife might kill him.
After much internal struggle, he bit the bullet, thinking being ’killed’ would be better than letting his wife catch a cold from wearing wet clothes.
Besides, his wife probably wouldn’t really lay a hand on him, right?
Tan Zhenghong turned sideways and reached for Qiao Duo’er’s waistband.
Qiao Duo’er continued to sleep deeply, so Tan Zhenghong then moved to the foot of the bed to start pulling off her trousers.
He kept his head down, afraid of seeing what he shouldn’t.
He really wasn’t taking advantage—his actions were genuinely out of concern for his wife, who was ill, and he wouldn’t let his mind wander to other thoughts...
Tan Zhenghong did countless mental preparations, but still felt like a big pervert, even imagining Qiao Duo’er scolding him when she woke up.
Qiao Duo’er shivered slightly, probably feeling cold, and Tan Zhenghong didn’t dare to hesitate any longer.
After a couple of tries, he realized he couldn’t pull them off.
Having no choice, he had to sit in the middle of the bed. He needed to lift up his wife’s buttocks to slide the trousers down to her ankles, and only then could he pull them off from the feet up.
Tan Zhenghong’s hands were shaking, and he couldn’t help but despise himself.
His wife was feeling cold, so what was there to hesitate about?
She was his wife, and sooner or later he would see her completely, and they would do even more intimate things together.
After taking a deep breath, he finally lifted Qiao Duo’er’s waist, and as he slid down her trousers, Tan Zhenghong was dumbfounded.
How come there were clothes inside her trousers?
It was a tiny triangular garment that just covered the important parts.
He had seen his wife making this thing before, but he never imagined this was how it was worn. 𝔫𝖔𝖛𝖕𝖚𝔟.𝖈𝖔𝔪
At that moment, Tan Zhenghong couldn’t tell if he was disappointed or relieved.
He swiftly wrung out the towel, wiped her down, and then immediately dressed her in long trousers.
Qiao Duo’er slept comfortably, but Tan Zhenghong was wide awake, with the image of the tiny triangular panties floating around in his head.
Although he hadn’t seen anything specific, he was still aroused.
It wasn’t that his self-control was poor; it was that his wife was too tempting.
Now, Tan Zhenghong’s grievance was about why his wife had made that strange thing to wear?
