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"Eat, I'll send you back when you're full." The little spoon was already filled to the brim with congee and brought to her lips. His mellow voice piqued her appetite. She was hungry. After a day and night of drowsiness, she must be hungry.

He pursed his lips, trying to resist the temptation. How difficult, his stomach was making a ruckus.

He took a sip of water at a leisurely pace, sneakily smiling at her. He had his own way of dealing with her.

He pinched her pretty nose, leaned over and kissed her lips. The air gradually thinned in her world. With a slight opening of her mouth, the air slid in like water in a spring. She didn't even have a chance to breathe before swallowing with a gulp.

Her eyes were wide open as she looked at him, her face red with disbelief. This fellow, he was actually a loser!

He scooped another spoonful of congee. "Eat it, or else I'll feed you like the water just now."

She listened, but there was no disgust. There was only the sweet taste in her mouth. The porridge was so fragrant that the entire room was filled with the taste of porridge.

As he ate, he felt aggrieved at the other party. He didn't say a word and only gulped down the porridge. In a short moment, he finished a bowl of porridge, but he was still hungry.

He warmed up a little more, and continued to feed it, without making a sound, but there was only gentleness in his eyes.

It was as if she had been fed for a century, and for the first time she was fed like a baby.

She wiped her mouth with a tissue. Her heart skipped a beat.

"Do you want some water?" he asked with a smile.

"I'll do it myself." Grabbing the glass from his hand, he sat up and gulped down a glass of water.

Sweet, with the smell of honey.

"More?"

"Alright. "You can leave. I need to change clothes." If he stayed here, he would definitely be bullied again.

"It's very late, there's no car left. Besides, you haven't fully recovered from your illness. Alright, I'll naturally send you back."

She was silent. His territory. She couldn't beat him.

"You go out first." Waking up, staying in bed, she suddenly became anxious.

"What's wrong?" Her face was red. Something was wrong.

He mumbled, "You can leave, I want to relieve myself."

He laughed, his cell phone rang. Ignoring her, he lifted her off the bed, carried her to the bathroom, and closed the door. She was inside, he was outside.

She blushed and felt her heart beat, but he remained calm.

The world was changing day by day.

She looked at herself in the bathroom mirror, but there was a trace of sickness in her ruddy cheeks. Water had soaked her face, and the cold feeling brought back her chaotic emotions.

I don't understand. I don't understand what he wants. What was it to keep her locked up like this? One of his women?

Ye Zichen smiled wryly. Although she felt at home due to her coveting of his kindness, she didn't want to become his tool for warming her bed.

Once, she couldn't resist the malicious. But now, she had to protect herself with all her heart. She was a snail, and she had been hiding in her little shell for a long time. She needed sunlight too, but the sunlight she wanted had to be real, not illusory.

Ephemeral flower, she did not like, too much of the beautiful so what, that only a moment of brilliance dazzling, but not a lifetime of happiness. Besides, she had Viv. At the very least, there would be hope of living while watching over the child. This was also the reason why she was able to live for six more years. After six more years, she had changed and understood the value of life.

Leaning against the glass door of the mosaics, his bathroom was decorated like this. Hiding in his bedroom, he loved to enjoy the pleasures women brought him. Looking at the bathroom from his bed, the hazy look in his eyes was even more captivating.

Listening to the activity in the room, his voice was low and unclear. He wanted to go out, but he didn't want to see him. He suddenly felt that he cared a lot about the woman who used to stay in the bathroom.

After a long time, without a sound outside, he left. The phone call to leave him, it was so good.

He opened the door carefully. The light gave off a foggy atmosphere. He was a bit tired, so he slipped into the blanket without a second thought.

However, he didn't expect that he had already hidden himself there. He extended his long arm, and his body was already in his embrace.

"Why are you still here?" There was no sound, and he was cheating on her.

"I want to accompany you more." His head was already out of the quilt, and in the darkness he could still see the twinkle of mischievous eyes. He was so detestable.

"Why did you save me?" It was strange how he knew she was ill.

"Phone."

Suddenly, she remembered that she touched that phone before she fell asleep. But even if she called, she didn't say anything. He really knew how to calculate.

"How did you get to the attic?" She was locked.

"He went up the drain." He said it lightly, and she listened to the thrill of it, and imagined the high stairs, which she could never climb.

"Where's Ah Jing?" He had clearly kissed the girl yesterday, but he actually let her go?

"She left just like that." He looked at her, his eyes clear, his words more sincere. She did not ask him and did not want to say, but if she asked, he would be happy, which proved that she cared a lot about the existence of that Jing.

Hearing this, she felt a sweetness in her heart, but she also didn't understand. They had clearly kissed, and in front of her, he definitely wouldn't let the woman go so easily, right?

He knew the doubts in her heart, but he didn't want to explain. He didn't want to tell her because she left elegantly. It was her back that caused him to miss her for a long time.

"Go to sleep. Rest your energy." It was sweet to hold her as if she were a child.

"I'll sleep by myself." She blushed.

"That's how I slept last night." He didn't stop talking until he was shocked to death.

Smelling the strange scent of bathing water on his body, could it be that he was the one who washed her body and changed into pajamas? Then wouldn't he have seen it all?

"You … You molested me. " Her sudden incoherent speech made her panic.

"No, it was auntie who washed you and changed your pajamas for you." He was happy to see her blush slightly, but at the moment, he didn't want her to know that he was actually more shameless than a scoundrel. That way, she would panic.

Hearing him say so, her heart relaxed. The medicinal effects of the infusion had already drowsed her brain, causing her to yawn and want to sleep again.

"You're not lying to me?" She still didn't believe it.

"Really." Actually, it was fake.

"I'm going to sleep." The implication of his words was that he had to leave quickly.

"I'll leave if you fall asleep. I still have some things to take care of."

That's right, I just called back to urge him, "Hurry up and do something, you're the most irresponsible CEO in the world."

He hugged her tightly and muttered, "Go to sleep."

Pushing him, not moving, pushing again, or not moving at all, she was tired, did not want to pay attention to him, lightly closed her eyes, and unknowingly fell asleep.

Overhead, stars blinked at him and her.

Beside her, was the embrace of someone he was sick of. It was so warm, so intimate. That night, the dream did not disturb her again. It was a good night's sleep.