my billionaire ex-husband

463. You won't... be shy, will you?

Xiao Han is a man, he loves Lin Kewei so much, Feng Chengling believes that he will treat Lin Kewei well...

Thinking of this, he felt a dark pain of self-blame.

"Why don't you eat it? Keep eating." Lin Kewei urged, "Is the taste too bland for your taste? But with your current physical condition, you can only eat this bland food."

Feng Chengling took a spoonful: "Would you like to try it?"

Lin Kewei originally wanted to avoid it subconsciously, but suddenly remembered the previous scene in her mind, fearing that he would misunderstand that she was complaining about his saliva, so she leaned over and took a sip. [

"The taste is okay." Lin Kewei was surprised.

"You like it?" Feng Chengling took another sip and handed it over, "Another sip?"

Lin Kewei hesitated for a while, looked at his dark eyes, couldn't bear to refuse, so she took another sip.

Seeing that he was about to scoop up the third spoonful, Lin Kewei quickly held his hand: "Don't make trouble, eat quickly! The water is getting cold, and I have to give you a bath later!"

Feng Chengling was taken aback for a moment, his eyes fell on the steaming washbasin, and he frowned: "Will you wipe it for me?"

"Ah."

"I will do it myself"

"Why, you are sick now, I should take care of you." Lin Kewei looked at Feng Chengling's embarrassed expression, and smiled, "You won't be... shy?"

"..."

"How is it possible that the perverted young master is also shy?!" Lin Kewei deliberately teased him, and seeing that his face became more rigid, she smiled happily, "What's more, these days when you were in a coma, I wiped your body every time ah."

"Every time?" Feng Chengling frowned

When he fell asleep, he was unconscious, and she could touch his body wantonly.

But now he is awake, and the other party is the woman he loves deeply, he...

Seeing that the water was a little cold, Lin Kewei took a thermos and poured some hot water into it, and put a clean towel on it.

Turning around, seeing that Feng Chengling had already drank all the porridge in a muffled voice, she took the bowl and put it aside.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she reached out to take off his beige sweater

The sweater was stained with blood and couldn't be washed clean.

But when Feng Chengling woke up, he wanted this dress, and he stubbornly put it on outside the hospital gown.

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