This time, Jiang Musang slept soundly, as if she had once again fallen into her previous dream. The desolate beach and the boundless ocean abyss, she sat on top of the black reef with her bare feet. Waves after waves of violent waves beat against her.
Lifting her eyes, she saw Leung Youshen using both hands to prop himself up, looking down at her naked body from above, his gaze that was as deep as the ocean was burning with desire.
"Little demoness!"
Leung Youshen, who was initially in a better mood, instantly had a black face. It seemed that he needed to grab her to train her body.
After hurriedly releasing her emotions, he used the bathrobe to wipe her body before wiping his own. After he was done, he threw her on the ground before lying down on the side.
After taking a slight breath, she turned her head to look at the unconscious Jiang Musang. In her dreams, she was always as obedient as an angel. Just by looking down, her gaze landed on her naked body and her Adam's apple unconsciously moved. That damned demon's body!
Cover yourself with the quilt so you don't have to torture yourself again.
In the end, he fell asleep with her in his arms.
Leung Youshen opened her eyes, only to see her cheeks flush unusually red. She was frowning slightly, looking extremely uncomfortable.
Touching his forehead, Zhang Xuan felt a surge of heat. His naked body was burning as well, and the temperature he felt was outrageously high. He immediately got up and tried to call the hotel to ask him to send a female doctor. Then he dressed her in a bathrobe.
This hotel was owned by the Qingyu Group and had set up a doctor. Thus, the doctor on duty tonight quickly came and knocked on the door with his medical case.
Detecting his body temperature, it really was a fever, and a very high one at that.
Without hesitation, he gave her an IV drip.
When the needle pierced his skin, Jiang Musang softly cried out for pain. Before Leung Youshen could hear her clearly, he knew what she was saying.
"I'm sorry, Mom."
Mom? Leung Youshen thought back to Lin Qian's face. He could still clearly remember Lin Qian's hostility and insults towards her at Jiang Jinyun's banquet. At that time, Jiang Musang did not seem to like her either.
It was said that what people said when they were weak was the truth, then did Jiang Musang still rely on her in the bottom of her heart?
Leung Youshen slightly frowned. That was an involuntary action that he made while he was thinking.
Jiang Musang calmed down and laid down obediently with a pale face. This look was inexplicably lovable.
The temperature dropped in the middle of the night. Leung Youshen let the doctor go out and looked at her, changing the medicine for her. After he used up all the medicine, he took out the needle.
After tossing and turning for half a night, he finally went back to bed.