An Xiaojing pulled the quilt on her body. She didn't want to see him for a moment.
"Young master! When the medicine is ready, the young lady can drink some first. When the fever subsides, she can drink some chicken soup to tonify her body. " The door was open. Uncle Lin took the medicine, and Leng Yichen went to pick it up.
"Well, I know. You can make some chicken soup
With some hot medicine bowls, Leng Yichen sits in front of an Xiaojing again.
"Get up and drink the medicine!"
An Xiaojing turned away from him.
"Do you want it or not?" Leng Yichen saw that the man gave himself a cold back, and all his mood was gone.
Seeing that an Xiaojing still didn't pay much attention to herself, Leng Yichen didn't say anything, so he gave her a mouthful. Then he took an Xiaojing's chin in his other hand and gave her the medicine in his mouth in the most intimate way.
An Xiaojing was stunned for a while. Her eyes widened slightly. The bitterness in her mouth seemed to be diluted by Leng Yichen. Slowly, all her breath became the taste of him.
"Leng Yichen, do you dare to be a gentleman?" An Xiaojing is a little annoyed. Forget it, this bastard likes to eat his own tofu not once or twice. I've been sleeping.
Leng Yichen didn't think so.
An Xiaojing has a slight fever now, and her face is red with anger, so she can hardly control it. But she was too weak.
Leng Yichen directly ignores an Xiaojing's roar and swallows another mouthful of liquid medicine, which is full of the strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine in her nose and pasted with her soft lip.
Reason in the combustion, originally a simple drink medicine are playing so ambiguous.
And an Xiaojing can also feel his tongue intentionally or unintentionally. Slowly, it was Leng Yichen's more and more bold movements and more and more disordered breath.
"Enough!" An Xiaojing pushes Leng Yichen away.
I've just finished the generic.
"Well, for the sake of your weakness, I won't want you. Don't worry, I'm not so hungry as to eat anything! " Leng Yichen licked his mouth with his tongue. Just now when the two people's lips and teeth intersected, the taste was still very good.
An Xiaojing blushed even more when she was teased by his words.
It is obvious that I drink medicine to reduce my fever, but I don't want the temperature of my cheek now, but it is hotter than before.
"Sleep! Drink more tonic tomorrow
Leng Yichen pulls the quilt to an Xiaojing, and jumps to bed. Behind her is Leng Yichen's glacial face.
"I'm really sick..." An Xiaojing reminds us that Leng Yichen, after all, never meant what he said. He said he would not touch himself, but now the atmosphere and the scene make him believe the beast.
"Why, afraid?" Leng Yichen's voice is full of magnetism, "don't think too much, I don't like sick women."
An Xiaojing is speechless. She thinks too much tonight.
"Are you going to imprison me like this for the rest of my life?" An Xiaojing suddenly asked, if today is not the environmental factor, she can really run further. Where Leng Yichen can't see.
"Yes! Unless you die Or the tone of indifference.
An Xiaojing smiles bitterly.
At that time, I was dazed, and I was carefully held by a person in the rainy night, so steadfast.
But the reality is that Leng Yichen has deprived her of all her rights. Everything was disillusioned.
If you can, she will leave without looking back!
Night, deeper and deeper.
……
The next morning, as soon as she woke up, an Xiaojing felt that her feet were itchy. She twisted herself subconsciously, but she was patted by a hand.
"Don't move!" The voice is still full of command. You don't need to see who it is.
Leng Yichen got up early. As soon as she saw an Xiaojing's foot and the wound left last night, she took the first aid kit and began to apply medicine to her.
"Ah, it hurts!" An Xiaojing can't help it. Han Su treated these wounds yesterday, but she didn't expect that dressing change would be so troublesome.
"If you run a few more times, you'll know what it's like!" Leng Yichen's words didn't match his actions. An Xiaojing was silent.
"I'll go downstairs and have some tonic later. I've measured your fever, and it's gone back!" He got up slowly and took care of the things on his hands.
"Well, now that my fever is gone, can I go out for a breath of fresh air?" An Xiaojing thinks it's boring to stay here all the time.
"It seems you didn't have a long memory yesterday!" Leng Yichen's face broke down in an instant, and the woman's mind was always thinking about how to leave herself.
In this case, he let her no longer have the strength to leave.
"I have the strength to breathe the fresh air. It seems that I am in good health."Leng Yichen deliberately approached an Xiaojing. She said it herself, and he didn't force her to ask.
"What do you want to do?" It seems that she feels a bit dangerous. An Xiaojing avoids her eyes.
"What do you say? What was the purpose of my marriage to you at the beginning, and what is it now! "
Leng Yichen looks at an Xiaojing unkindly. He has no strength to let her leave at all.
"Ah! No! I'm still dizzy! " An Xiaojing stroked her forehead with her hand: "I'm still a little uncomfortable."
"It's not up to you. I've endured it for a long time." Leng Yichen doesn't want to listen to an Xiaojing's nonsense, so he plans to do it himself.
"If you want to be really lonely, you can go to find Xia Yuanyuan." I don't know why, an Xiaojing said this.
"She?"
Leng Yichen's expression suddenly solidified, and the surrounding air dropped to zero.
"I'm afraid I can't satisfy the cold in my body now." An Xiaojing's side head.
As soon as she called herself Leng Shao, Leng Yichen's passion was disillusioned.
This woman asked him to find someone else.
"As a woman of mine, you don't care when you see your husband flirting with other women?"
"What's the matter? You're not once or twice. I used to take that woman home, but I didn't say anything. " An Xiaojing asked.
"Oh, you have a big heart!" Leng Yichen didn't know why. An Xiaojing said she didn't mind, but he was a little angry. In this woman's heart, how he spent all his time and wine has nothing to do with her?
"Do you want me to give Xia Yuanyuan a knife? Or always play the role of a resentful wife? I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. I'm not that kind of person, and I'll never do it for you! " An Xiaojing a little disdainful smile, cold eyes.