Yuxuan hurt her throat and could play with her hands and feet, but Li Beichen ordered her to lie in bed.
The air conditioner in the bedroom is just turned on. She is covered with a silkworm quilt, and her long soft hair is scattered, which is beautiful and attractive.
Her eyelids are deep, like the water under the stars.
Yuxuan looked at the man with long legs lying on the sofa.
His side face and body shape show the dignity and arrogance that ordinary people can't imitate. He is handsome and determined.
Li Beichen brings the porridge cooked by Wu Ma to Yuxuan.
Like coaxing children, she spoiled her porridge and medicine.
Yuxuan's throat really hurts. Before, she hysterically scolded Jin Yanchuan for "don't go too far". Now don't talk about chewing and swallowing. As long as it was pulled slightly, she felt very painful.
She was afraid of pain since she was a child.
Although when she was in the orphanage at that time, as long as a little partner was bullied, she was the first to rush out to fight.
But every time she fell to the point where she was lying on the bed sucking her nose.
At that time, she tried not to show her pain, but sometimes she would secretly shed tears.
Now, Yuxuan doesn't want to experience such pain.
Big deal, hungry.
Yuxuan pushed the porridge back, and the slender curled eyelashes blinked, which meant not to eat.
Li Beichen screwed up Ying's eyebrows.
How can she indulge her willfulness.
When he looked at Yuxuan, he had no expression on his face and cold light in his eyes.
Put down the bowl and lift the quilt tightly held by Yuxuan's fingers.
The strong arm held her Yingying waist and lifted her to sit up.
Yuxuan was unconvinced, pursed his lips, flashed his eyes and flirted with him.
useless.
It's no use at all.
He remained unmoved.
Thin lips lightly pursed, and Li Beichen gently rubbed her hair.
He said, "be obedient and drink porridge."
Yuxuan's eyes were fixed on the warm soft glutinous porridge for a long time.
She knows that Wu Ma's porridge is really good.
Due to Li Beichen's narrow and fierce atmosphere, he couldn't stand the temptation of porridge, so he had to compromise and nod.
Seeing Yuxuan bow his head, Li Beichen gently drooped his eyes, and the radian of the corner of his mouth gradually softened.
Scooped a spoonful of porridge, and Yuxuan ate it with his eyes closed.
It was soft and waxy, but when it reached his throat, Yuxuan felt like swallowing a knife.
I want to hit the wall.
The head didn't hit the wall, because Yuxuan suddenly fell into Li Beichen's arms.
The generous palm patted Yuxuan's back, like coaxing a child.
It hurts. It really hurts.
Tears are dense in the bottom of my eyes.
I feel like rolling.
Li Beichen's heart tightened and his eyes became deeper and deeper.
He didn't speak, but his arms around her became tighter and tighter.
He knows that the former Shi Yuxuan was domineering and domineering.
She has a graceful figure and a proud posture. She has to drag more and more.
Now, because of a move he played, his throat was so badly hurt.
I don't want to go this far.
But there was nothing he could do.
The pain passed, and Yuxuan leaned on Li Beichen's shoulder.
Don't eat, kill her and don't eat.
Li Beichen rubbed her waist and let her lie down carefully.
Attached, arms on her sides, watching her quietly.
The deep and difficult eyes hide unspeakable pity.
After a while, his bony long fingers stroked her long hair and whispered in Yuxuan's ear, "rest, good."