Can't help but be moved

Chapter 113 In my dream, you have to listen to me

Jian Nian entered the Feng family villa with a nervous heart.

Pushing open the door, the whole villa was empty and cold, lifeless.

While looking at the surrounding environment curiously, Jian Nian went upstairs gently.

After finding Feng Wang's room, Jian Nian stood at the door and took a deep breath, calming down her emotions, and then pushed open the door that had been concealed.

The room was very quiet, and the curtains were drawn tightly so that no light leaked in.

Feng Wan lay quietly on the bed with his eyes closed, seemingly falling asleep.

Jian Nian walked over on tiptoe, for fear of waking him up.

She squatted down beside his bed, looking at the man's handsome and superior face, she couldn't help being a little fascinated.

Maybe it's because of his illness, the man's thick and sharp eyebrows and eyes have softened, and his contour lines have become less tough, and he has lost a bit of coldness and alienation.

Jian Nian stretched out her hand out of nowhere, and her fingertips touched the man's straight nose.

She just came in from the outside, her fingertips were cold.

After touching the base of the man's nose and feeling the temperature of his hot skin, Jian Nian suddenly came to her senses.

What is she doing!

Now is the time for nympho!

Jian Nian scolded herself silently in her heart.

After waking up, the palm of his hand gently covered the man's forehead.

I don't know if it's because her hands are relatively cold, but Feng Luan's body temperature is so hot that she feels it is scary.

Jian Nian frowned tightly.

Didn't he already take antipyretics? Why is Feng Wang's body temperature still so high?

Jian Nian withdrew her hand, turned around and looked around.

Suddenly she saw the pills on the bedside table.

Antipyretics.

A whole row, not one missing.

What's the matter, didn't he take medicine?

Jian Nian sighed softly, got up and walked towards the bathroom.

After receiving a basin of hot water, Jian Nian twisted the towel, sat beside Feng Wang's bed, and gently wiped the fine sweat from the man's face and neck.

As for the sweat on his body...

amount……

This, let's ignore it.

She is a girl anyway, so she can't take off the clothes of a big man.

If Feng Wang woke up suddenly, how embarrassing the situation would be.

After wiping off Feng Wang's sweat, Jian Nian wrung out a towel again, folded it and placed it on his forehead.

After thinking about it, she put the basin back in the bathroom, and then walked downstairs quickly.

When Jian Nian returned to Feng Wang's room with a cup of freshly boiled hot water, Feng Wang woke up at some point, leaning back against the head of the bed, with a puzzled expression holding the cloth she had just applied to his forehead. hot towels.

Seeing Jian Nian coming in, he was obviously a little stunned, staring at her with burning eyes.

Facing the man's scorching gaze, Jian Nian pretended to be calm and put the water glass on the bedside table, then turned around, took the towel in his hand, and put it back in the bathroom.

Feng Wang's eyes followed her all the time.

Jian Nian put the towel away and came out of the bathroom, rubbing her hands a little nervously and explaining in a low voice: "I, I'm here to return the scarf..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man on the bed suddenly stretched out his hand, grasped her white wrist, and pulled her into his arms.

Jian Nian panicked, realizing her current situation, she was about to get up immediately.

But Feng Wang turned over and tightly surrounded her.

The man had a fever, and Jian Nian touched his hot skin, and she shrank her neck unconsciously, not daring to move.

"Feng, Feng Huang..."

She couldn't say the next two words.

Because Feng Wan stretched out a finger and pressed her lips.

"Don't call me that, and don't use any honorific title."

Jian Nian swallowed nervously, the fox's eyes were full of confusion.

The man on the body opened his mouth, his voice was very hoarse.

"Little Jian Nian, since you have fallen into my dream, you must obey me obediently."

Dream?
Jian Nian was stunned.

Feng Wang was confused, thought he was dreaming?
"Little Jian Nian, I don't like you calling me like that, I don't like you calling me 'you' every now and then."

When he said this, Jian Nian actually heard a hint of grievance from it.

how can that be possible.

He is arrogant!

"Little Jian Nian, just like before, can you call me Brother Feng Fan?" Feng Fan stared at her deeply, with a bit of temptation in his sexy and hoarse voice, "Or, just call me Feng Fan."

As he spoke, he moved away the finger that was against Jian Nian's lips.

Jian Nian was finally able to speak: "How can this be, this..."

Before she could finish speaking, the man on her body suddenly lowered his head, his thin lips buried in her neck with fiery warmth.

Jian Nian froze.

"In my dream, you will listen to me."

The man said domineeringly, not giving Jane a chance to refuse.

"Little Jian Nian, I can hear your heartbeat."

Jian Nian quickly covered her heart, raised a pair of misty fox eyes, and looked at the man on her body helplessly.

Feng Wang's eyes darkened instantly, a faint fire gradually burned in his eyes, and his sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it..."

The ignorant Jian Nian didn't understand what he meant.

A big hand covered her eyes, and her world was plunged into darkness.

I don't know if she was hallucinating.

Jian Nian seemed to faintly hear an old man say "Fairy!" in a very low voice.

With a sense of extreme forbearance and repression.

"Feng, Feng Huang..." Jian Nian's lips trembled slightly, and she stuttered unconsciously, "You, you, let go of my... eyes."

The old man refused: "No."

Her eyes were too alluring for him to look at.

Otherwise... I'm afraid it will get out of control.

Even in his dream, he didn't want to hurt her at all.

She is still young and needs to be cared for.

"Little Jane, are you nervous?"

Jian Nian bit her lip, her mouth was firm: "I didn't..."

A few low-pitched muffled laughs sounded above the head, and Jian Nian, who was invisible, felt the vibration of the man's chest.

Immediately afterwards, she heard Feng Wang's deep and joyful voice: "Little Jian Nian's mouth is really dishonest, your heartbeat is so loud, why don't you say you are nervous?"

The man's thin lips moved to her earlobe at some point, and the hot air sprayed out while speaking, and Jian Nian felt that she was infected by him—otherwise, why would her body temperature also start to rise.

"Feng, Feng Wang, what on earth do you want to do..."

Jian Nian's body trembled violently, like a little rabbit that had been greatly frightened.

After asking these words, Feng Fan seemed to be silent, and Jian Nian didn't hear his voice for a long time.

After a while, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Little Jian Nian, you just said, what are you here for?"

Jian Nian tried her best to keep calm: "I'm here to return the scarf."

"Return the scarf?"

He suddenly removed the palm covering Jian Nian's eyes.

Jian Nian squinted her eyes uncomfortably, seeing the man on top of her body tilt her head in confusion, as if thinking about something.

After a while, Jian Nian heard him say: "Scarf, why don't you give it to Hu Te's help, you don't have to come here specially for this."

As soon as these words came out, Jian Nian was stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, she asked cautiously: "Feng Wang, are you in a dream or... sober?"

(End of this chapter)